Unabashed
12-28-15
Hearing the hurt of the daughter of my people
Feeling my shirt for the slaughter of such a steeple
God bless those on shift
As the wise are ashamed, dismayed and taken
From the prophet to the priest
Every one deals falsely
Yet unabashed and not disconcerted
Tomorrow the gig is on for our infidelism
Keep on rocking tonight amative
And God knows that I'll live
All for Antipas
Come voluntary sharing
Time to go over and speak from my heart
Unabashed....
Thread-Voice
12-28-15
I found a new dream of edge, rim and flange
O, carry me above the world of collar and wheel
She was crying wishing she could be free, unabashed
It's looking good
Ambiguous
Carved in wood
For David, the beloved
For the gathering of the harvest
She'd like to hear that last bell ring
For voluntary slaying among the believers
Of one heart and of one soul for exhortation
Heard if not seen
This is my passion
With my right thumb calloused
And green with a love in my destiny for my thread
Voice living in the future
But between here and now
By choice on the brink....
Davening
12-28-15
Assignation allotted
I's crossed and T's dotted
Truth towers like a cliff
Love dangles by the thread in these resources inexhaustible
To but flummox and recycle on broken cloudy days
Nights grow cold
What you believe comes true
Why do we not sit still
Assemble yourselves and let us enter in
The harvest is right before our eyes
Let us be silent there to take in another passionate sunrise
For genmendacy
Like a ghost out in the night
Davening liturgical prayers of utterance
Made known to be courageous
And the rulers are gathered together....
Well-Disposed
12-28-15
We look for peace and God doth but come
If we believe it to be
Unable to remember how to paint his face
Staring at the image slowly getting cleared
The snorting of horses heard from Dan
Naked in the rain
The best way we can
Of bandwidth and its numerical difference
And the assembly of God
For the reading of law and peace
For electromagnetic radiation
Our assigned range of radio frequencies
Today ninety is my limit
And love works out
No use in hiding behind the clouds
To obey is to believe
O, love work out!
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