Thursday, September 22, 2016

forewing

Forewing
9-27-12

Forewings and elytrons
Sheathe the bodies of entities
Manifested in my view
Of what lies behind
Where we don't miss our water
Till the well runs dry
As I have in my supply filled bottles
Of what I'll need for the oat
O, how long will I love vanity and my reflection
I admire in my mirror
Loving just what I see....




Munition
9-27-12

Our munition of rocks
And stay of bread so are provided
Not to make war but to nourish the soul
And our head ceasing to throw these stones
Across the line drawn in the sand
In that these comestibles are as sustenance
So that we'll have strength  to understand
In such words for the edification
Passed on like the baton
Of a race I run to yet obtain...





Rolling My Own
9-28-12

Rolling my own cigarettes
Today with nothing much to say
To begin again my day
Watch in Spirit and ink
In that benighted is the moment
Of my radical acceptance
To all that is dark in my room
Rolling my own cigarettes today
Yet to see the illumination amongst the gloom....





Starting Over
9-26-12

Starting over in the minor prophets
As if hitting the sunshiny spiritual lottery
Rehashing my definitions of my earthenware and pottery
Starting out a new day with my feline companion right on my side
Yet to know a love that goes beyond dignity and pride
Staring over in Hosea to read of the spiritual adultery
That no one is exempt to
In the things one desires....





Chosen Vessels
9-28-12

Opaque varieties of chosen vessels
Tend to their service
In containing morning coffee
For which I thank my God for
Passing my first few hours in Scripture
To feed my soul with spiritual sustenance
Starting out the day with Neil
Singing about the way I tend to feel
When we face up to what is real....





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