clad

Clad
8-24-12

Clad in my burnoose on Arabian nights
Of frolicking with affections in my arousal
By means of the aphrodisiac
Suited up in the armor of the righteousness we choose
Wide awake by the light of day
Wherein I watch as I snooze
Knowing indeed that I will win
The moment that I claim to lose
Clad in my burnoose...



Where Rock And Gospel Meet
8-24-12


devising my latest anachronism and achronym
Bringing together the rock song with the hymn
seeking where two opposite extremes meet up
At the juxtaposition of a busy intersection
Where superimposed is all that appears subtle
Hoping for miracles and remedies
So that I might be fruitful
In that I wish to serve...



Bosporus
8-24-12

Fishing in my deep sea of Bosporus
Where the straight meets the mainland
Where I eat flesh rich in protein and phosphorus
Seeming to be quite as real as waking life
That resides with the situation on this day spent in mindlessness
When my cat does her thing where I practice acceptance of the reality at hand....