Maelstrom
9-15-15
No man is a sea
In distant display of emotion
Today I am full of it
Ready to visit the mainland
Hoping to move on from the depths of this ocean
Booming and resonant to progress rapidly to flourish
To take away the whole stay of bread
We're going to take you where you want to go
That's showtime and no such more maelstrom
Come on down to see the action
Until you quell and quench it with satisfaction
But, my man, stay hungry
For the mighty man of war and peace
Thou has clothing
O, be thou our ruler...
Win-win Revisited
9-15-15
unlock the door and wipe my feet clean
God wants us to want of him more
And so today I make the scene
Computer back up and running
I'm back in business
But I don't know even what I mean
The word came to Jeremiah concerning the dearth
I squeeze the sponge and its water drips to the earth
The gates thereof languish and I'm ready for rebirth
Not to die to return to the womb
Not to meet my Maker beyond the tomb
But to make more room for the light
That doth accompany the gloom
And the cry of Jerusalem has gone up
And our nobles have sent their little ones
Around the axis we all spin
And it's a win-win....
Electuary
9-15-15
What are you holding out for
A jubilee as something more to know
So one might be set free
For my sun-wake
And my strawberry shake
Sunward and toward poetry is my cord
For this electuary
Such a drug mixed with water and sugar
By which in our minds we make God much bigger
More than this there is something else
There where I stand feeling so connected
Right next to you and her gates shall lament and mourn
Today I have the gift no more forlorn
Honey into pastry mass suitable
For oral administration
Yeah, I have this gift in an earthly vessel....
The Plowmen Were Confounded
9-15-15
Because the land is chapped
Those who boo so have clapped
The plowmen were confounded more than this
I didn't see the flag on nine-eleven
The plowmen cover their heads
When they enter the old school seven eleven
I'm still in the stone age
Yet the old ways will lead me to my heaven
And in that fuzzy picture
So is a replacement of another broken light fixture
And all their nobles have left their little ones
In hopes for many new moons and bright suns
He himself is judged of no man
May us lay down our guns
Send out the signals deep and loud....
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