Hosea 2:12

On Hosea 2:12
9-29-13

Destroyed are ones fig trees and vines
Said to be the wages of iniquity
To be stripped naked of all futile
Liner of the wool sheered from a sheep assured
Where I labor for a meat hard to chew
In mastication of incense burned
To what doth not profit
Destroyed as fig trees and vines
By the remembrances of all
Northern New York sweet wines
In a place where I heard a voice whisper
Your faith has made thee whole....




Another Record (Transition)
9-29-13

O, I love you Lord
For the horns to hedge up my way with brambles
By which my fleshly desire still yet gambles
Where the poet doth digress in that he rambles
In putting in another Dylan CD
To play such sound so subtle through my speakers
Recently spewing the silence
To make manifest autumn breezes
When I prepare for when our ground freezes
Cleansed by gazing straight into my sun of seven sneezes
O, I love you Lord for this.....





My Homer
9-29-13

Hitting another Homer with an adulterous spouse named Gomer
Where I can come to terms of when I was a Stoner
Still I am in many aspects of the true me
Of the head of the corner
Now esteemed as the rock
Upon which I hope to tomorrow stand
Playing a CD entitled Bringing It All Back Home
For the cause of going hungry to be made full once again
Hitting another homer for the love of my Gomer
Being one to work on Maggie's farm for milk and juice
And to be made strong again like the main pine and spruce
For the cause of restoration
Of a people that went, O so wrong.....