leaven

Leaven
9-28-13

Savoring inhalations
As if they were my first and last
Playing Springsteen archives
To confront the shadows of my past
Departing into my Magdala and her coasts
Humbling myself in the matter by which the bible scholar boasts
Holding my breath for the count of five
To serve as the reason why I'm glad today to be alive
Yet to beware of the leaven
Yet to rise in ovens of constant change
Loathed by those whom yet take comfort in what is more of the same...




On Matthew 14:24
9-28-13

Walking on water by the fourth watch
In dreams of falling off the wagon
By way of Coke and scotch
On my Springsteen Sabbath of sorts
By which the poet of the day yet exhorts
With thirteen pages already written
Come the hour of ten
Walking on water by which they would not believe
Save in seeing such a sight
Subtle in the eyes of he whom still seeks.....





Gospel Of Me
9-28-13

According to the gospel of my middle name
I hold the pen of such ringmasters with a want to yet tame
Drunk on my sobriety
Being not on the top of my game
According to the notes to which I refer
Going back to those memories of her
Drawing nigh with my mouth
Hoping to bring my heart closer to this available light
According to the gospel of my middle name
To make my way straight through the day into the night.....





On Matthew 16:11,12
9-28-13

Not of bread but of doctrine
Not just in my head
Such teachings are of they are to which I have been led
Looking upon what Jesus has been through when he bled
To help one carry on and make the scene
In just being here and now
Where the dogs eat the fragments that fall from the table
According to what he whom attends doth vow
Not of bread but of doctrine
To beware of the leaven
Rising in the dough of delight....