futility

Futility!
7-31-16

I question the title of this book eighteen
That all is vanity and vexation
Yet God has his purpose in these writings
Only the lull I like
The hum of your valved voice
Futility!
Loaf with me here on the grass
If it scares you what will it do to us
Time to turn the calendar pages
Futility!
Further O'erhead at high noon
I rock on to it
All but stars and angels
Futility!
My longer read: your Tantras
She's wicked but she knows what she likes
Only in the land of Goshen
Is there no such hail
I believe in you, my soul...




Corporeal
7-31-16

O, Conglen my tong
Corporeal and tangible
Entreat the Lord
Parting my shirt from my bosom-bone
To see that in this we are not alone
I see, dance, laugh and sing
Plumb in the uprights
I sing the blues nearly all day long
Flower bloom in all her gardens
I will be tempted
I must choose
Confounded even if I do
I will love with Spirit and not by flesh
Yet in corporeality
I believe in you, my soul
No less familiar than the rest....





My Ammonites
8-1-16

Come replace the badge upon my chest
And tomorrow again go west
For the prognosis for boll and flax
To clear out the ear wax
For soul and its sin tax
I believe in you my soul
Blessed be the Lord this day
Behold I propose to build a house
My cat's always at my side
Come Christ the groom and we the spouse
A flame slender as the hepaticas
Up at five
Begin, I smudge with ropy smoke
O, let's go up the hill and share our senses
For Sanballat and Tobiah
And the Ammonites wroth....