Dead Covers Bob
11-12-15
Dead covers Bob
Another railroad to rob
Ancient footprints are everywhere
My grace is sufficient
Paul had a thorn in the flesh
My crutch to walk better
As a writer of rhymes and prose
As a biter of crimes
Where green grass grows
Made almost a full recovery
From this morning's caffeine
At least I can walk with it
As I pray that today something more
It will come to mean
Dwelling by the river Chebar
Conscious eight hours and still going strong
With the prophet's responsibility to keep putting it out there
In time not wasted....
Coconut Refill
11-12-15
Following a flock of wild geese
Instead of south this morning they fly east
It is the most natural thing to ask God O Why!
Landing in Brussels
I saw a bum and I almost cried
For it's been a long hard ride
My coffee tastes like Valentines Day candy
Better to be blind with the eyes
Than to be seeing with no vision
If such a thing can be stated
In a way in spite of indecision
View out my north window
I call it mine
In owning everything that I see
She's an artist, she won't look back
Legalistic mindset, we have it too
Enter your room and pray
Get alone with God
In what you have to say....
Good Plan (S.L.A.P.)
11-12-15
When I get home I'm just going to eat and sleep
The law can't touch her at all even when I weep
Arise, go forth into the plain
And I there will talk with thee
I hear a voice saying "Go out for a cigarette"
I wonder is this the devil
Or a cue to meet my divine intervention
As the glory of the Lord stood there
And I fell on my face by the river Chebar
And this morning because of cloud coverage
I missed out on the Day Star
The moon now is waxing
And I have come thus far
The Spirit entered me and set me on my feet
How is it that you sought me....
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