On Background Conversation
11-24-15
Why did God create me
For suffering
He that loves silver won't be satisfied with silver
Not rich towards God
I give myself away
In a need to slow down Psalm forty-four
For the sons of Korah
Two choices
Loud Dead or crazy living music
Yet to face
We have a tendency to say I promise
I'll be good if you bail me out of this one
And so it's time to repent
And use affluence for eternal influence
Jesus, I pray for some kind words
In all of this talk about redemption
Time to go back to the Psalms for consolation
So that I might write from the heart....
Take Your Time
11-24-15
Take your time and write from the heart
Today I suffer for Jesus
In that He did it all for me
Trouble with earthly thinking
It's cat eat cat out here
Mediocre, lo, is what I seek
Hear my prayer O. Lord and give ear unto my cry
I accept myself just the way I already am
Lasagna instead of ham
Brother John shows up
As if by some alchemy
First nine Psalms only seeming to be T.M.I.
Jesus save me to step out of the boat
As so I hold here and now the high note.....
I'm Begging You To Stay
11-24-15
There were walls beside those columns
And pillars and page fillers
Praise you Jesus for today
For this hour, for this minute
I moderate the volume
A run in from your window
Beside myself for a good cause
Jesus says, don't worry about it
Dressing myself in blue and grey
As I'm begging you to stay
Smitten like a lost kitten
For dear life I pray
Like more than the meat
Body more than the raiment
Hearken unto the voice of my cry
I will both lay me down in peace
Don't say you can't
Because I know you will
A living to get
A life to give....
Sunday, October 30, 2016
flake
Flake
11-14-15
How Jerusalem is laid waste
They strengthened hands for this good work
I have no reason to care or make haste
Flaccid soft and limp at Lake Placid
My net pulls up threescore shrimp
Flaky and eccentric
I can hear the prejudice
In the conversation
Better to go to the house of mourning
Than feasting, sorrows, hallelujah anyway
I learn to sleep at night in the Maker
Where to myself I am no longer a stranger
Of darnel and weedy grass
Spirit glad and flesh vexed
Ah Lord and Alas!
It Happened
11-19-15
Made it through another bad one
Yes, I consider myself already there
Faith is doing what you cannot see your way through
At least my face is not turning blue
And I'm still able to articulate the words, "I love you"
Ready to write all day tomorrow
About my joy and sorrow
It's between me and God
I write music for the whippoorwills
Today I do in temperance
These things command and teach against one
And it happened at about one
As this is all I write....
Last Six Packs
11-24-15
Wanting to promise that these will be my last three packs of smokes
O, Jesus give me strength to face it today
Two options
Ipod and usual tunes
Or crazy Christmas music
O, Jesus give me the fortitude
To set myself aside and to be happy period
Getting accustomed to slowing down
I need to confess but what good will that do
God give me consolation and patience
Tell me both take care and have a good one
There is no hurry
In heaven there is no worry
I pray for these in need
Love is all around me....
11-14-15
How Jerusalem is laid waste
They strengthened hands for this good work
I have no reason to care or make haste
Flaccid soft and limp at Lake Placid
My net pulls up threescore shrimp
Flaky and eccentric
I can hear the prejudice
In the conversation
Better to go to the house of mourning
Than feasting, sorrows, hallelujah anyway
I learn to sleep at night in the Maker
Where to myself I am no longer a stranger
Of darnel and weedy grass
Spirit glad and flesh vexed
Ah Lord and Alas!
It Happened
11-19-15
Made it through another bad one
Yes, I consider myself already there
Faith is doing what you cannot see your way through
At least my face is not turning blue
And I'm still able to articulate the words, "I love you"
Ready to write all day tomorrow
About my joy and sorrow
It's between me and God
I write music for the whippoorwills
Today I do in temperance
These things command and teach against one
And it happened at about one
As this is all I write....
Last Six Packs
11-24-15
Wanting to promise that these will be my last three packs of smokes
O, Jesus give me strength to face it today
Two options
Ipod and usual tunes
Or crazy Christmas music
O, Jesus give me the fortitude
To set myself aside and to be happy period
Getting accustomed to slowing down
I need to confess but what good will that do
God give me consolation and patience
Tell me both take care and have a good one
There is no hurry
In heaven there is no worry
I pray for these in need
Love is all around me....
Now, I Am
Now, I Am
10-2-13
Now we are the children
And therefore the kingdom
And now we know salvation
Where we don't need to wait for heaven
In my memories of getting coffee at seven-eleven
In that now, O, indeed I can know it
Wanting here to change the pattern
Of all disposition and inclination
To step out and taste of more
Where new indeed I am
And I don't need to wait for heaven.....
Turning Around
10-2-13
By faith I turn back again to the book of Numbers
Quite like the comparison of zucchini with my cucumbers
Asking my God for strength to get through the day
With His Word as medicine to assuage all taken extra care
Told to be anxious for nothing
Turning back the pages
To get back in touch with names of tribes
Hoping to know of comforting positive vibes
If I can feel it this way
Hoping my words will be more than just scribbled ink
By my faith.....
Quoting Cockburn
10-2-13
I wonder O, was Herod paranoid
According to another folk song
Telling the story of the history
By a singer songwriter of the nineties
Numbering those twenty years old and upward
According to their polls
Inclining mine ear to be given my next clue
Of what to do about what is me in what is you
Where redemption rips through the surface of time
In the cry of a tiny bay.....
10-2-13
Now we are the children
And therefore the kingdom
And now we know salvation
Where we don't need to wait for heaven
In my memories of getting coffee at seven-eleven
In that now, O, indeed I can know it
Wanting here to change the pattern
Of all disposition and inclination
To step out and taste of more
Where new indeed I am
And I don't need to wait for heaven.....
Turning Around
10-2-13
By faith I turn back again to the book of Numbers
Quite like the comparison of zucchini with my cucumbers
Asking my God for strength to get through the day
With His Word as medicine to assuage all taken extra care
Told to be anxious for nothing
Turning back the pages
To get back in touch with names of tribes
Hoping to know of comforting positive vibes
If I can feel it this way
Hoping my words will be more than just scribbled ink
By my faith.....
Quoting Cockburn
10-2-13
I wonder O, was Herod paranoid
According to another folk song
Telling the story of the history
By a singer songwriter of the nineties
Numbering those twenty years old and upward
According to their polls
Inclining mine ear to be given my next clue
Of what to do about what is me in what is you
Where redemption rips through the surface of time
In the cry of a tiny bay.....
Thursday, October 27, 2016
give ear
I Give Ear
10-2-13
Drawing my sword to cut off my proverbial ear
When I don't like what I hear
Blocking out the commotion
Of the day with music on headphones
To assuage all lingering fear
Hoping that I will live to see another new year
With snow on the roads as my obstacle
As an opportunity to be of good cheer
Taking up the sword of the Word
To yet hearken to all available truth at hand
Where to live is Christ
And to die with my boots on is gain....
Going There
10-2-13
I go to my Gethsemane
To tarry there and watch and pray
To go back to my Golgotha
Where skulls adorn dream churches
I am yet to attend
To prove a point that there is beauty
Even in that which is base and vile
Going back to Gabatha
To see the wonders available
To those with eyes to see
Back at my Gilgal to serve as my headquarter
Of needs to be met
Not closed to the public
So that many will come to believe it
For I am going there again
To see it all for myself....
On Philippians 2:2
10-2-13
Being today of One mind
And of one accord amongst all aspects within
Like shadow whom I overcome
In the strength of the Lord fulfilling my own joy
In being likeminded with the giants I face
Of iron sharpened to improve my countenance
When O look upon my own reflection
And I like what I see
Wherein my gift doth write the next chapter
Of rhythm and rhyme
Being today of One mind
With what I can come to understand
In what I can see in the real me....
10-2-13
Drawing my sword to cut off my proverbial ear
When I don't like what I hear
Blocking out the commotion
Of the day with music on headphones
To assuage all lingering fear
Hoping that I will live to see another new year
With snow on the roads as my obstacle
As an opportunity to be of good cheer
Taking up the sword of the Word
To yet hearken to all available truth at hand
Where to live is Christ
And to die with my boots on is gain....
Going There
10-2-13
I go to my Gethsemane
To tarry there and watch and pray
To go back to my Golgotha
Where skulls adorn dream churches
I am yet to attend
To prove a point that there is beauty
Even in that which is base and vile
Going back to Gabatha
To see the wonders available
To those with eyes to see
Back at my Gilgal to serve as my headquarter
Of needs to be met
Not closed to the public
So that many will come to believe it
For I am going there again
To see it all for myself....
On Philippians 2:2
10-2-13
Being today of One mind
And of one accord amongst all aspects within
Like shadow whom I overcome
In the strength of the Lord fulfilling my own joy
In being likeminded with the giants I face
Of iron sharpened to improve my countenance
When O look upon my own reflection
And I like what I see
Wherein my gift doth write the next chapter
Of rhythm and rhyme
Being today of One mind
With what I can come to understand
In what I can see in the real me....
it is
It Is
10-2-13
I said a prayer for all of these writings
To serve God's purpose and plan
And I am answered with the words
O, they do!
The real me in the true you
Saying my prayers that their paths will be straight
As I intercede for the love to yet triumph over all hate
Where what you believe you will achieve
Saying a prayer that my work here will not be in vain
And I'm given an answer
That O, indeed, it is!
On Philippians 1:18
10-2-13
Whether in pretense or in truth
The Word is disseminated like a dandelion seed
In late spring of my future dreams optimistic
And therefore I rejoice and do so here
And now whether in pretense or in truth
The goods are to be delivered at a busy intersection
Where it all begins again
In simply just being
There is an observer of all available beauty
That doth succor whether in pretense or in truth
I come in peace to renounce all forms of war
And I therein rejoice....
I Know Not
10-2-13
O, what I choose I wot not
Partaking in the fruit of my labor today
In my flesh more needful
For the one that wants only more and more
O, what I decide I do not know
In that to those believing all things are pure
I say this simply to prove that indeed I am
And all I know is that I am here and now as a watcher
Like an angel to watch over those that struggle by the way
O, what I choose I wot not....
10-2-13
I said a prayer for all of these writings
To serve God's purpose and plan
And I am answered with the words
O, they do!
The real me in the true you
Saying my prayers that their paths will be straight
As I intercede for the love to yet triumph over all hate
Where what you believe you will achieve
Saying a prayer that my work here will not be in vain
And I'm given an answer
That O, indeed, it is!
On Philippians 1:18
10-2-13
Whether in pretense or in truth
The Word is disseminated like a dandelion seed
In late spring of my future dreams optimistic
And therefore I rejoice and do so here
And now whether in pretense or in truth
The goods are to be delivered at a busy intersection
Where it all begins again
In simply just being
There is an observer of all available beauty
That doth succor whether in pretense or in truth
I come in peace to renounce all forms of war
And I therein rejoice....
I Know Not
10-2-13
O, what I choose I wot not
Partaking in the fruit of my labor today
In my flesh more needful
For the one that wants only more and more
O, what I decide I do not know
In that to those believing all things are pure
I say this simply to prove that indeed I am
And all I know is that I am here and now as a watcher
Like an angel to watch over those that struggle by the way
O, what I choose I wot not....
avocado
Avocado
10-2-13
So it's Amen to my first avocado
And O Hallelujah
It was like rape peeling off the skin
And popping out the pit
An interesting experience
Meaning amusement yet not confusion
Where the expert shows his gentleness
In the cutting of its green flesh
Delicate and decadent
With its tincture of the soporific
I slept good last night
To dream about sleeping on an airplane
Flying only across town to where I'm at
Here and now....
Morning Buzz
10-2-13
On this second day of our government shutdown
Libraries and convenience stores go not affected
Where I block the world out
With my Alice Cooper morning buzz
Given the breakfast of poetic victors
Of carbonation fresh and cold
A sensation that never gets old
Being filled with the fruits of righteousness
Of love, joy and peace
Loving what I see
Even when she might be obese
Given my fetish like a gift
Writing these compositions
Till I get my life
Here, now and today
Where all is Now on this second day....
On Romans 13:28
10-2-13
Knowing that summer is over
With by the leaf of the fig tree currently fallen and blown away
In winds expected across the east end of town
Knowing that fall is here by an earlier sunset
Beautiful and dark
Where I prefer that I see not
What's in front of me
Where James, John and Andrew ask
O, what will be the sign
To serve as a deficiency of faith
Leading to the hope in things not seen
As the leaf of our fig tree is no longer green
Hoping to make our way
Into our year of fourteen.....
Working On Something
10-2-13
There is safety today in humility and compassion
Saying my prayers for all at work on something
As a thing I do by way of the pen
Today where sorrow is better than joy
Serving as the base of all
Affecting ones countenance for the better
Where I know safety in the love
I choose in supplications
For those at it again
Where my command is to yet watch
Where I drink my Coke without the added scotch
Here as an observer making my choice
To learn from this available beauty at hand....
10-2-13
So it's Amen to my first avocado
And O Hallelujah
It was like rape peeling off the skin
And popping out the pit
An interesting experience
Meaning amusement yet not confusion
Where the expert shows his gentleness
In the cutting of its green flesh
Delicate and decadent
With its tincture of the soporific
I slept good last night
To dream about sleeping on an airplane
Flying only across town to where I'm at
Here and now....
Morning Buzz
10-2-13
On this second day of our government shutdown
Libraries and convenience stores go not affected
Where I block the world out
With my Alice Cooper morning buzz
Given the breakfast of poetic victors
Of carbonation fresh and cold
A sensation that never gets old
Being filled with the fruits of righteousness
Of love, joy and peace
Loving what I see
Even when she might be obese
Given my fetish like a gift
Writing these compositions
Till I get my life
Here, now and today
Where all is Now on this second day....
On Romans 13:28
10-2-13
Knowing that summer is over
With by the leaf of the fig tree currently fallen and blown away
In winds expected across the east end of town
Knowing that fall is here by an earlier sunset
Beautiful and dark
Where I prefer that I see not
What's in front of me
Where James, John and Andrew ask
O, what will be the sign
To serve as a deficiency of faith
Leading to the hope in things not seen
As the leaf of our fig tree is no longer green
Hoping to make our way
Into our year of fourteen.....
Working On Something
10-2-13
There is safety today in humility and compassion
Saying my prayers for all at work on something
As a thing I do by way of the pen
Today where sorrow is better than joy
Serving as the base of all
Affecting ones countenance for the better
Where I know safety in the love
I choose in supplications
For those at it again
Where my command is to yet watch
Where I drink my Coke without the added scotch
Here as an observer making my choice
To learn from this available beauty at hand....
back on top
Back On Top
10-2-13
On the Mount of Olives
Disciples inquire
Agreeing for a penny a day
For their wages of high
Where I choose to sin
In my breakfast of bible scholars and Coca Cola
And beautiful smoke
Hitting the books again this morning
Starting over in the thirteenth chapter of Romans
Of a good read to take in
Sharing the news....
Prophesy Today
10-2-13
Taking not the weekend for granted
On my hump day
Seeing it is to be already so
As if all is here and now
And I don't need to go
Disregarding all the other voices
That don't pertain to the real me
Where reality is an illusion
Albeit a very persistent one
Einstein said this back in the good old day
That pertains to the here and now
Taking no thought beforehand what to write
Seeing it is given to me
In the selfsame moment of prophesy today....
10-2-13
On the Mount of Olives
Disciples inquire
Agreeing for a penny a day
For their wages of high
Where I choose to sin
In my breakfast of bible scholars and Coca Cola
And beautiful smoke
Hitting the books again this morning
Starting over in the thirteenth chapter of Romans
Of a good read to take in
Sharing the news....
Prophesy Today
10-2-13
Taking not the weekend for granted
On my hump day
Seeing it is to be already so
As if all is here and now
And I don't need to go
Disregarding all the other voices
That don't pertain to the real me
Where reality is an illusion
Albeit a very persistent one
Einstein said this back in the good old day
That pertains to the here and now
Taking no thought beforehand what to write
Seeing it is given to me
In the selfsame moment of prophesy today....
Saturday, October 22, 2016
watcher
I, Watcher
10-1-13
By my hygrometer
I determine the Indian summer humidity
Like moisture savored by the watcher and the witness of it all
Being short and stout yet slender and tall
Where I relapse daily
For the cause of all endurance
In my walk that seems to be only the words written here
Reporting to my next class
According to all increments of progress
Made in studies...
Into Exile
10-1-13
Being a virgin once again to the group scene
From which I was exiled
By my own conscious choice
A virgin again to that sticky situation
Of melancholy mayhem
With its meaning of meandering
Being a highwayman like a pirate
In search for more
Where Jesus doth suffer children to come to Him
Face to face like a mother and her child
Being a virgin again to this confluence
Going into exile by my own free choice....
10-1-13
By my hygrometer
I determine the Indian summer humidity
Like moisture savored by the watcher and the witness of it all
Being short and stout yet slender and tall
Where I relapse daily
For the cause of all endurance
In my walk that seems to be only the words written here
Reporting to my next class
According to all increments of progress
Made in studies...
Into Exile
10-1-13
Being a virgin once again to the group scene
From which I was exiled
By my own conscious choice
A virgin again to that sticky situation
Of melancholy mayhem
With its meaning of meandering
Being a highwayman like a pirate
In search for more
Where Jesus doth suffer children to come to Him
Face to face like a mother and her child
Being a virgin again to this confluence
Going into exile by my own free choice....
bilious
Bilious
9-28-16
Leading him to the well
Drinking tap water of heaven and hell
Remind him, would it not somewhat
I feel a virtue go out of me
To one denied to drink in denial
We lie to but think his take, my oath
Not to for cunning
Old scotch hunks to measure our attainments
Yet bilious
It can happen to anyone
By the nozzle at the end of my hose
Jesus knows
God cover my tracks
In that I still have seven packs
Back home to his place
According to the mercy and grace
Of an excess of secretion
Let me waltz right in
By the three hundred that lapped
Will I save you
Bilious of an excess of secretion
Right where you've always been....
Fair Enough
9-28-16
Unfair weather, fair enough
So be it, Amen
Hear it, drip it, just another bad trip
Thy tools take human faces
No sidesaddle nor pillow
First to meet our gracious viceroy
By glycol lyrrolic
Of goat wing commander
Taking victuals in my knapsack
I missed my lunch yesterday
In that I was feeling bad
Knowing that I've been had
O, nozzle olfactory
Got to go mad
And it came our days the same night
The fish would bite
I have delivered it with thine hand
Go now with Phurah
Down to the host of the camp
And never mind ones extinguished lamp
O, leave it there to simmer.....
9-28-16
Leading him to the well
Drinking tap water of heaven and hell
Remind him, would it not somewhat
I feel a virtue go out of me
To one denied to drink in denial
We lie to but think his take, my oath
Not to for cunning
Old scotch hunks to measure our attainments
Yet bilious
It can happen to anyone
By the nozzle at the end of my hose
Jesus knows
God cover my tracks
In that I still have seven packs
Back home to his place
According to the mercy and grace
Of an excess of secretion
Let me waltz right in
By the three hundred that lapped
Will I save you
Bilious of an excess of secretion
Right where you've always been....
Fair Enough
9-28-16
Unfair weather, fair enough
So be it, Amen
Hear it, drip it, just another bad trip
Thy tools take human faces
No sidesaddle nor pillow
First to meet our gracious viceroy
By glycol lyrrolic
Of goat wing commander
Taking victuals in my knapsack
I missed my lunch yesterday
In that I was feeling bad
Knowing that I've been had
O, nozzle olfactory
Got to go mad
And it came our days the same night
The fish would bite
I have delivered it with thine hand
Go now with Phurah
Down to the host of the camp
And never mind ones extinguished lamp
O, leave it there to simmer.....
Thursday, October 20, 2016
merauder
Marauder
9-28-16
To a stream of city lights
Just can't say I love you
As mine eyes run over
But this once with a fleece
Did you learn anything from such an experience
Or are you only getting older
And I speak but this once
And upon the fleece only for a sign and wonder
The wisdom, it will be so preferred by recruited folk going country
For another across the way
God bless him and give him recovery
When I get it off my shoulders
And reasons not contained as talk could begin again
Enmity and amity, enough for us
O, Merauder on the merandos
Yet manned and by God carefully planned.....
Cerate
9-28-16
Battery in Cantenbury
Fresh batch is on for the offering
Still not over you
We never said goodbye
She was twice my age and beautiful
Just the way she is yet stranded
It's much too soon to be but manned
And I can't explain the attack of ground troops
On this battlefield of love
As we can know it for our hokum
Apparently impressive and Vern innate
O, Foche do you still focalize and sharpen the blade for the cerate
Of my circular extruder in corms and meat for us staghounds
Listening to what the blues might say to you
And I for battery in Cantenbury
Fresh coffee is served.....
On Judges 7:4
9-28-16
Will we save the world again tomorrow
For sadness to lend and borrow
Your head on my pillow and never mind the gestapo
Known for its terrorist methods
It's the message, not the man
Down to my last seven dollars
The people that are with thee are too many
Off his chump passing around the Irish Times
Got the provinces now told why
But not to glow concerning Jerubbaal
Bring them down into the water
Where I share my darkest secrets
That shall go with thee
Of whomsoever I mention
Enough of us
What about you
The lightning never fixed the eye
Nor told a white lie
All the today news riding astride
The wisdom, it be so.....
9-28-16
To a stream of city lights
Just can't say I love you
As mine eyes run over
But this once with a fleece
Did you learn anything from such an experience
Or are you only getting older
And I speak but this once
And upon the fleece only for a sign and wonder
The wisdom, it will be so preferred by recruited folk going country
For another across the way
God bless him and give him recovery
When I get it off my shoulders
And reasons not contained as talk could begin again
Enmity and amity, enough for us
O, Merauder on the merandos
Yet manned and by God carefully planned.....
Cerate
9-28-16
Battery in Cantenbury
Fresh batch is on for the offering
Still not over you
We never said goodbye
She was twice my age and beautiful
Just the way she is yet stranded
It's much too soon to be but manned
And I can't explain the attack of ground troops
On this battlefield of love
As we can know it for our hokum
Apparently impressive and Vern innate
O, Foche do you still focalize and sharpen the blade for the cerate
Of my circular extruder in corms and meat for us staghounds
Listening to what the blues might say to you
And I for battery in Cantenbury
Fresh coffee is served.....
On Judges 7:4
9-28-16
Will we save the world again tomorrow
For sadness to lend and borrow
Your head on my pillow and never mind the gestapo
Known for its terrorist methods
It's the message, not the man
Down to my last seven dollars
The people that are with thee are too many
Off his chump passing around the Irish Times
Got the provinces now told why
But not to glow concerning Jerubbaal
Bring them down into the water
Where I share my darkest secrets
That shall go with thee
Of whomsoever I mention
Enough of us
What about you
The lightning never fixed the eye
Nor told a white lie
All the today news riding astride
The wisdom, it be so.....
elogia
Elogia
9-28-16
Waspish hair chronic
I want to be someone who believes
Thirty pounds per square inch
Entitled to myself
And who I am in Jesus
If they take away our eyes
I see thee even in the lies
In the beginning, Amen
Pretty much wraps it up
In pretty paper as shall things count
Notes these days more practical
We've got different remedies far back into At-Riyad
To conclude that life isn't that bad
By Mecca our holy place
Thirty-two chaws to the minute
I'm on my way to another lunch of trout
All for elogia but no such flat affect
Back down to the Gorsell Road and Purpose Avenue
Why now
For one hour
To watch and pray....
Heartaches
9-28-16
Passing on my Irish Times
Heartaches by the number
By the lover of wind chimes
Got my avolition going on
As I droll over my coffee at dawn
At two-thirty beats and brew
And quotes by the score from the book of Revelation
Has its optimistic ending
Amen!
Is he sorry as he recovers
By a message of hope
Even when I come to the end of my rope
By refining and by dividing
And by divining in the hypomania
Dangling participles needing Viagra
Bad joke as all causality in gain
Understanding for emotional response
Compassion and empathy psychoactive our belladonna
No faster than a mile at once traveler's proceed
As we speak earnestly.....
Going Country Again
9-28-16
Time seems to be the main issue
Looking for Coleridge and the Rime of The Ancient Mariner
In need of a tissue
Friend of Wordsworth
Best paper my long chalks for a small ad
They broke off suddenly
And no one needs to know what went on this morning
With the application to the spiritual opium
In hopes to be as soporific and as well Christabel
As round as a godless road
With darkness in the distance
For estimating dash embracing the ideals
Of the French Revolution but for what
But to take another uppercut
I must follow him into the ditch
Good ale, remember me
Nothing is hurt except my pride.....
9-28-16
Waspish hair chronic
I want to be someone who believes
Thirty pounds per square inch
Entitled to myself
And who I am in Jesus
If they take away our eyes
I see thee even in the lies
In the beginning, Amen
Pretty much wraps it up
In pretty paper as shall things count
Notes these days more practical
We've got different remedies far back into At-Riyad
To conclude that life isn't that bad
By Mecca our holy place
Thirty-two chaws to the minute
I'm on my way to another lunch of trout
All for elogia but no such flat affect
Back down to the Gorsell Road and Purpose Avenue
Why now
For one hour
To watch and pray....
Heartaches
9-28-16
Passing on my Irish Times
Heartaches by the number
By the lover of wind chimes
Got my avolition going on
As I droll over my coffee at dawn
At two-thirty beats and brew
And quotes by the score from the book of Revelation
Has its optimistic ending
Amen!
Is he sorry as he recovers
By a message of hope
Even when I come to the end of my rope
By refining and by dividing
And by divining in the hypomania
Dangling participles needing Viagra
Bad joke as all causality in gain
Understanding for emotional response
Compassion and empathy psychoactive our belladonna
No faster than a mile at once traveler's proceed
As we speak earnestly.....
Going Country Again
9-28-16
Time seems to be the main issue
Looking for Coleridge and the Rime of The Ancient Mariner
In need of a tissue
Friend of Wordsworth
Best paper my long chalks for a small ad
They broke off suddenly
And no one needs to know what went on this morning
With the application to the spiritual opium
In hopes to be as soporific and as well Christabel
As round as a godless road
With darkness in the distance
For estimating dash embracing the ideals
Of the French Revolution but for what
But to take another uppercut
I must follow him into the ditch
Good ale, remember me
Nothing is hurt except my pride.....
padilla
Padilla
9-28-16
Our concha of Slovenia
So that visitors may know September and everything before
Blue morning with our patina
Getting myself some rosehaw for my happiness and chinchillas
Seem like useless knowledge for fruit drupaceous
And God ever gracious love shrub of pome fault
I've been watching you for hours
For our chateaus
If that means anything to you
So what caused the big freeze
According to Eskimos on their knees
One for sorrow, two for joy and three for illusion
Entitled to myself precise
A ribbon to fit a dome upon the Global ocean conqueror
Best by representation
Going through changes anxiolytic
Feathered by the starlight.....
Between Mars And Me
9-28-16
We walk along those hillsides
In the unreality of the outside world anxiolytic
By our satellite view of the Straight of Gibraltar
I didn't want to spend the rest of my life
With that beat up guitar
Round here we get up very very early
By our dissociative in between Mars and me
Agoraphobic in the marketplace
As far as purblind eyes can see
Come the neurotransmitter that simply will be
For glutamate
As one to renounce all hate
As one to celebrate the negative
In the glory of opposites
For our Cythene Tabex
Of this three ringed circus and ligand
Building my house upon sand to but crumble....
What Have I?
9-28-16
Not too late to try to quit
I think about it every day of the week
Yet sublingual our lozenge of love running late
And Jesus shows up as our devil's shrub and Siberian ginseng
And gennaicha brewing, our adaptogen
Our bergamint of orange oil
It's something you'll just have to see for yourself
O, touch-me-not
So visitors may know
Man I say I'm under the gun
Entitled to myself, precise
Fitting no one else concise
Glutanic and synaptic
The average smoker
Spends two thousand a year
Turning the grain into the ground
For our andrograph
O, what I laugh of of didmony
What have I?
Long-Term Potentiation
9-29-16
Start turning the world across the wire
For long-term potentiation
Light my fire as the slightest in the house
The sunshine, sir compeleth me
To live on by polysaccharides
Sixty degrees south from the delta to the river mouth
Note the where as well and never mind the why
When things are colder they contract of my condemned upper jawbone
He got me out of a jamb I guess
Rolling a new love over
Amen! Firm! Established!
So be it, storms rise and soon clear for our playgoer's club mind
O, let us pass on by and never mind the why....
9-28-16
Our concha of Slovenia
So that visitors may know September and everything before
Blue morning with our patina
Getting myself some rosehaw for my happiness and chinchillas
Seem like useless knowledge for fruit drupaceous
And God ever gracious love shrub of pome fault
I've been watching you for hours
For our chateaus
If that means anything to you
So what caused the big freeze
According to Eskimos on their knees
One for sorrow, two for joy and three for illusion
Entitled to myself precise
A ribbon to fit a dome upon the Global ocean conqueror
Best by representation
Going through changes anxiolytic
Feathered by the starlight.....
Between Mars And Me
9-28-16
We walk along those hillsides
In the unreality of the outside world anxiolytic
By our satellite view of the Straight of Gibraltar
I didn't want to spend the rest of my life
With that beat up guitar
Round here we get up very very early
By our dissociative in between Mars and me
Agoraphobic in the marketplace
As far as purblind eyes can see
Come the neurotransmitter that simply will be
For glutamate
As one to renounce all hate
As one to celebrate the negative
In the glory of opposites
For our Cythene Tabex
Of this three ringed circus and ligand
Building my house upon sand to but crumble....
What Have I?
9-28-16
Not too late to try to quit
I think about it every day of the week
Yet sublingual our lozenge of love running late
And Jesus shows up as our devil's shrub and Siberian ginseng
And gennaicha brewing, our adaptogen
Our bergamint of orange oil
It's something you'll just have to see for yourself
O, touch-me-not
So visitors may know
Man I say I'm under the gun
Entitled to myself, precise
Fitting no one else concise
Glutanic and synaptic
The average smoker
Spends two thousand a year
Turning the grain into the ground
For our andrograph
O, what I laugh of of didmony
What have I?
Long-Term Potentiation
9-29-16
Start turning the world across the wire
For long-term potentiation
Light my fire as the slightest in the house
The sunshine, sir compeleth me
To live on by polysaccharides
Sixty degrees south from the delta to the river mouth
Note the where as well and never mind the why
When things are colder they contract of my condemned upper jawbone
He got me out of a jamb I guess
Rolling a new love over
Amen! Firm! Established!
So be it, storms rise and soon clear for our playgoer's club mind
O, let us pass on by and never mind the why....
Tuesday, October 18, 2016
achemes
Achene's
9-28-16
Today I plant my lily
And drunk to the point of being silly
Sipping nyponsopra
I need a new winter coat
And a pair of black boots
Loving my Hawthorne
Making love to paprika
I am alive because I've never known a woman
Alive fourfold
Will it be the death of me
I smile through these dry tears
Decode this message
And find something of significance
What would you change if you could
She has the gift of recovery
And I'm high on vitamin C
As well as chicory and valerian eaten raw
Time to put the top down and crank it....
9-28-16
Today I plant my lily
And drunk to the point of being silly
Sipping nyponsopra
I need a new winter coat
And a pair of black boots
Loving my Hawthorne
Making love to paprika
I am alive because I've never known a woman
Alive fourfold
Will it be the death of me
I smile through these dry tears
Decode this message
And find something of significance
What would you change if you could
She has the gift of recovery
And I'm high on vitamin C
As well as chicory and valerian eaten raw
Time to put the top down and crank it....
Sunday, October 16, 2016
flotilla
Flotilla
9-27-16
Tongue clacked in compassion
Incorrigible our ration
Firmly rooted but not for fashion
Inerradicable our dunkerque evaluated from its branches
I met the man on Tuesday morning in a smoke filled room
At Dunkirk
Never mind the quirk
Up, change the subject
And go on another rabbit trail
Interrupting vehemently
To bring things back into order
First gaze upon beautiful acclivities
Seen only by the mind of those willing
O, Lord be with me
And never mind the wine spilling
Come fleet of flotilla
If thou will save us by the hand
Behold I put a fleece of wool on the floor
To but test and tempt the morning dew
Our bony form striding along the curbstone
So be it!
Another Example
9-28-16
Our extreme equator pole belonging everywhere
But in between another example of Henry's law and metallurgy
Mama, am I so alone as I ramble in the early morning
On my landline telephone
Slightly higher than the atmospheric pressure
That I'm under
Call it spoil and plunder
Calcholithic along the fertile crescent
By the Jordan river
Another soul to deliver
In the cradle of civilization
Come tailings, slimes and leach residue
Here comes the sun king
Calcholithic and disambiguation
And metaphysical libertarianism
Take the way home for freewill.....
Ragweed
9-28-16
Our ragweed and chrysanthemum
Back to Philadelphia street
Indian summer soon upon us
Just a little bit more heat
Containing Coumadin for blood thinning
By the ice covered poplar
Conventional modes almost everything
I need next to Jesus by incompatibles
I'm down on my knees
Much more words in my next endeavor
Knowledge is temporal but love lasts forever
By recovery international
Climbing across the nation
The carmine tingles warmer
Besides in thee
Hey how do you do this little
I could have for pearls
Beneath the tumbling water
Having one for brother Crow
For my Achene's hypanthium
I take that ghost train of brooches...
9-27-16
Tongue clacked in compassion
Incorrigible our ration
Firmly rooted but not for fashion
Inerradicable our dunkerque evaluated from its branches
I met the man on Tuesday morning in a smoke filled room
At Dunkirk
Never mind the quirk
Up, change the subject
And go on another rabbit trail
Interrupting vehemently
To bring things back into order
First gaze upon beautiful acclivities
Seen only by the mind of those willing
O, Lord be with me
And never mind the wine spilling
Come fleet of flotilla
If thou will save us by the hand
Behold I put a fleece of wool on the floor
To but test and tempt the morning dew
Our bony form striding along the curbstone
So be it!
Another Example
9-28-16
Our extreme equator pole belonging everywhere
But in between another example of Henry's law and metallurgy
Mama, am I so alone as I ramble in the early morning
On my landline telephone
Slightly higher than the atmospheric pressure
That I'm under
Call it spoil and plunder
Calcholithic along the fertile crescent
By the Jordan river
Another soul to deliver
In the cradle of civilization
Come tailings, slimes and leach residue
Here comes the sun king
Calcholithic and disambiguation
And metaphysical libertarianism
Take the way home for freewill.....
Ragweed
9-28-16
Our ragweed and chrysanthemum
Back to Philadelphia street
Indian summer soon upon us
Just a little bit more heat
Containing Coumadin for blood thinning
By the ice covered poplar
Conventional modes almost everything
I need next to Jesus by incompatibles
I'm down on my knees
Much more words in my next endeavor
Knowledge is temporal but love lasts forever
By recovery international
Climbing across the nation
The carmine tingles warmer
Besides in thee
Hey how do you do this little
I could have for pearls
Beneath the tumbling water
Having one for brother Crow
For my Achene's hypanthium
I take that ghost train of brooches...
sensorium
Sensorium
2-18-16
It comes to pass
The solid rock regards to humble life
By sensorium and its pleasurable libations
As water slips into the sea
I sit home and pray for their travelling mercies
As the ploughman overtakes the reaper of grapes
Him that sow seed our treader of sweetness
And all hills shall melt
Wine is not transgression in itself
He lays up the deep in storehouses
And gathers the waters of the sea together
Like a head coming down from my misty mountain
Night six so was my poetic and Scriptural feast
That gates be opened continually
Not to be shut day or night
This heaven will always be mine....
Vision Concerning Edom
2-18-16
By the plans of his heart to all generations
Today I take up my works from ninety-two
To but enlighten me and you
To be waking up to life
You are as God
My times are in your hand
I will work on it this weekend
Am I very wrong to linger
In learning new words to express this burning enthusiasm
As ships of Tarshish bring silver and gold
Be of good courage
He hath overcome the world
For a life without end
O, play skillfully with the harp of broken strings
On tambourine and cestrum
On flute and horn
I was plowing into Obadiah
By which we have heard the rumor
And I look for something else at the chime of ten....
"The Lord Delivers His Own"
2-18-16
He fashions their hearts individually for raindrops
Pouring on the rooftops
Thine arise leading you to something new
We are always subject to such
Namely the ego of which we won't talk about all that much
How art thou cut off and things of Esau searched out
For the nest among the stars
The conqueror is on His way
I sought the Lord and He heard me
And the heads are all a'rolling
Pretending madness to but prove it
Promise me all of your violent dreams
Off to a good start
Better late than never
If thieves came in
Robbers by night
How art thou cut off
We must strike at the lies
And spread peace and love....
2-18-16
It comes to pass
The solid rock regards to humble life
By sensorium and its pleasurable libations
As water slips into the sea
I sit home and pray for their travelling mercies
As the ploughman overtakes the reaper of grapes
Him that sow seed our treader of sweetness
And all hills shall melt
Wine is not transgression in itself
He lays up the deep in storehouses
And gathers the waters of the sea together
Like a head coming down from my misty mountain
Night six so was my poetic and Scriptural feast
That gates be opened continually
Not to be shut day or night
This heaven will always be mine....
Vision Concerning Edom
2-18-16
By the plans of his heart to all generations
Today I take up my works from ninety-two
To but enlighten me and you
To be waking up to life
You are as God
My times are in your hand
I will work on it this weekend
Am I very wrong to linger
In learning new words to express this burning enthusiasm
As ships of Tarshish bring silver and gold
Be of good courage
He hath overcome the world
For a life without end
O, play skillfully with the harp of broken strings
On tambourine and cestrum
On flute and horn
I was plowing into Obadiah
By which we have heard the rumor
And I look for something else at the chime of ten....
"The Lord Delivers His Own"
2-18-16
He fashions their hearts individually for raindrops
Pouring on the rooftops
Thine arise leading you to something new
We are always subject to such
Namely the ego of which we won't talk about all that much
How art thou cut off and things of Esau searched out
For the nest among the stars
The conqueror is on His way
I sought the Lord and He heard me
And the heads are all a'rolling
Pretending madness to but prove it
Promise me all of your violent dreams
Off to a good start
Better late than never
If thieves came in
Robbers by night
How art thou cut off
We must strike at the lies
And spread peace and love....
Saturday, October 15, 2016
contemplation
My Contemplation
2-18-16
Be of good courage
And He shall strengthen your heart
To face the cannonball
And see ten thousand fall
I see him standing upon the altar
I search and take them out thence
I command the serpent and he bites ten
O, put on righteousness like a breastplate
Out again for an honest fix
Why not you and me
As words I put in thine mouth
Don't forget the work and all royalties
O, love the Lord all you His saints
Our new name to the islands
He roars, recompense
Althea told me this
Come Philistines from Caphtor
And Syrians from Kir
Prejudice not intended.....
Plushy And Luxurious
2-18-16
Blessed is the nation whose God is the Lord
I purchase as much broccoli as I can afford
And put on the helmet of salvation
And garments of vengeance
This space is getting hot
Like the coffee in my cup
The days come when the ploughman overtake the reaper
Seems I was born to be a bachelor
To being again the captives where they build waste cities
And inhabit them today
It's going to be another good one
As mountains drop sweet wine
And all hills melt
Plushy and luxurious
Dromedaries come from Sheba
To bring gold and incense
O, how great is your goodness
The moment of truth is as the lie
Fully regarding the proud.....
My Instruction
2-18-16
We need you with us
But who are we but another part of me
In the house from the strife of tongue's flocks of Kedar
Gather together as rams of Nebaioth
Minister to thee
Gross darkness covers our people
For the furnace of frenzy
You shall hide them in a secret place of your presence
The plans of His heart to all generations
Life is on its way
They gather together as sons come from afar
It has begun for I said in my heart
I will begin again
Arise and shine for the night is come
And the glory of the Lord is risen
You shall surround me with songs of deliverance
For instruction...
2-18-16
Be of good courage
And He shall strengthen your heart
To face the cannonball
And see ten thousand fall
I see him standing upon the altar
I search and take them out thence
I command the serpent and he bites ten
O, put on righteousness like a breastplate
Out again for an honest fix
Why not you and me
As words I put in thine mouth
Don't forget the work and all royalties
O, love the Lord all you His saints
Our new name to the islands
He roars, recompense
Althea told me this
Come Philistines from Caphtor
And Syrians from Kir
Prejudice not intended.....
Plushy And Luxurious
2-18-16
Blessed is the nation whose God is the Lord
I purchase as much broccoli as I can afford
And put on the helmet of salvation
And garments of vengeance
This space is getting hot
Like the coffee in my cup
The days come when the ploughman overtake the reaper
Seems I was born to be a bachelor
To being again the captives where they build waste cities
And inhabit them today
It's going to be another good one
As mountains drop sweet wine
And all hills melt
Plushy and luxurious
Dromedaries come from Sheba
To bring gold and incense
O, how great is your goodness
The moment of truth is as the lie
Fully regarding the proud.....
My Instruction
2-18-16
We need you with us
But who are we but another part of me
In the house from the strife of tongue's flocks of Kedar
Gather together as rams of Nebaioth
Minister to thee
Gross darkness covers our people
For the furnace of frenzy
You shall hide them in a secret place of your presence
The plans of His heart to all generations
Life is on its way
They gather together as sons come from afar
It has begun for I said in my heart
I will begin again
Arise and shine for the night is come
And the glory of the Lord is risen
You shall surround me with songs of deliverance
For instruction...
melody
Making Melody
2-18-16
O, make melody
Music is a vital factor
Come a new song of praise
Choosing joy for the rest of my days
Don't ease me in
As thou saw that the stone is cut out
God sets up another kingdom
To rule with a rod of iron not mixt with clay
As we rolled out
Our captain fell in love
As trust faileth
He makes himself a prey
Putting on righteousness as a breastplate
With your Guinness all too new
Another handbill and time to kill
I'm amazed that I survived it
To but juxtapose
Clad with zeal as a cloak
And a need for another smoke
O, love the Lord, all of His saints
O, make melody....
Combing Deserts
2-18-16
Combing back my yellow hair
I ask farewell as trust faileth
In that I have stories to tell
Yes, there was no intercessor
She was giving me a break
Like a lady, like a dove
Hit it again and fill your cup
For tablet and pen now that I'm up
Turning it over to Genesis
I send famine not for bread
And thirst not for water
But for the hearing of the Word
So they run to and fro
To seek the Word and find it
Thou god, O Dan liveth
Come the manner of Beer-Sheba
Swearing by his sin of Samaria
Coming down from my misty mountain for safe keeping
O, smite the lintel of the door that posts shake
To hide ourselves in the top of Carmel....
2-18-16
O, make melody
Music is a vital factor
Come a new song of praise
Choosing joy for the rest of my days
Don't ease me in
As thou saw that the stone is cut out
God sets up another kingdom
To rule with a rod of iron not mixt with clay
As we rolled out
Our captain fell in love
As trust faileth
He makes himself a prey
Putting on righteousness as a breastplate
With your Guinness all too new
Another handbill and time to kill
I'm amazed that I survived it
To but juxtapose
Clad with zeal as a cloak
And a need for another smoke
O, love the Lord, all of His saints
O, make melody....
Combing Deserts
2-18-16
Combing back my yellow hair
I ask farewell as trust faileth
In that I have stories to tell
Yes, there was no intercessor
She was giving me a break
Like a lady, like a dove
Hit it again and fill your cup
For tablet and pen now that I'm up
Turning it over to Genesis
I send famine not for bread
And thirst not for water
But for the hearing of the Word
So they run to and fro
To seek the Word and find it
Thou god, O Dan liveth
Come the manner of Beer-Sheba
Swearing by his sin of Samaria
Coming down from my misty mountain for safe keeping
O, smite the lintel of the door that posts shake
To hide ourselves in the top of Carmel....
implore
I Implore Thee
2-18-16
You heard the groaning of my imploring
O love the Lord all you His saints
To take up tablet and pens, brushes, easels and paints
Still drifting and dreaming
I take another trip around the sun
Full moon is coming soon
By my primary care practitioner of my outs
Assignment king spake to Daniel
Whose name is Belshazzar
For here is where the rainbow ends
Thou saw a great snake whose brightness was excellent
And for terrible good for another parable
For their sakes I make it known
That they may make the thoughts of the heart
Legs of iron and feet of mingled iron and clay
It's another sunny day
Where even rainbows end
Am I repulsive to mine acquaintances?
On Daniel 2:38-42
2-18-16
Like chaff of the summer threshing floors
To laugh like one armed drummer determined to keep on keeping on
Of head of fine gold and breasts of silver
And belly and thighs of brass
Thou saw the stone cut out without hands
Is the poet and scholar finally understands
As the wind carries us away that no place is found for them
After thee arise another kingdom inferior to thee of silver
You don't know how easy it is to love you
As you shall preserve me from all trouble
As so she tells me that I have escaped my bubble
Forth kingdom as iron to break in pieces and subdue all things
All men, children, beasts and fowls
Given unto thine hand.....
2-18-16
You heard the groaning of my imploring
O love the Lord all you His saints
To take up tablet and pens, brushes, easels and paints
Still drifting and dreaming
I take another trip around the sun
Full moon is coming soon
By my primary care practitioner of my outs
Assignment king spake to Daniel
Whose name is Belshazzar
For here is where the rainbow ends
Thou saw a great snake whose brightness was excellent
And for terrible good for another parable
For their sakes I make it known
That they may make the thoughts of the heart
Legs of iron and feet of mingled iron and clay
It's another sunny day
Where even rainbows end
Am I repulsive to mine acquaintances?
On Daniel 2:38-42
2-18-16
Like chaff of the summer threshing floors
To laugh like one armed drummer determined to keep on keeping on
Of head of fine gold and breasts of silver
And belly and thighs of brass
Thou saw the stone cut out without hands
Is the poet and scholar finally understands
As the wind carries us away that no place is found for them
After thee arise another kingdom inferior to thee of silver
You don't know how easy it is to love you
As you shall preserve me from all trouble
As so she tells me that I have escaped my bubble
Forth kingdom as iron to break in pieces and subdue all things
All men, children, beasts and fowls
Given unto thine hand.....
mud
Nuked Mud
2-18-16
Resume O writer
Glad to have slept in till twenty till nine
As my bones get their calcium
I am remembered as the spiritual man
Blessed be the name of God forever
For wisdom and might are His
Arioch will make it known
As so I nuke last night's mud
And put on a fresh batch
Gone forth to slay the wise men of Babylon
Telling Althea of treachery
Tearing me limb from limb
As He changes the times and seasons
To reveal deep and secret things
In the burying ground I thank thee and praise Thee
Honest of the poor and recklessness
He knows what is in the darkness
And the light dwells with Him
Especially among my neighbors....
Wentle Trap
2-18-16
Daniel humbles himself
And gives all the glory to God
Going into Arioch
I'm a rolling sign born to be a bachelor
Destroy not the wise men
We're guilty of the same old things
I will shew thee the interpretation
Keep up those quickening vibrations
Today my goal is to be a blessing
As partisans fought and many are taught
All for service
Access management
If it doesn't apply let it fly
For preconceived notions
As thoughts stem emotions
I still feel like a stranger
O, Wentle trap siesta
And running a red light
What is the deal about me
If ego is the illusion
Answer: love
On the outside and on the inside
Impartiality
Ambiguous
Selah....
2-18-16
Resume O writer
Glad to have slept in till twenty till nine
As my bones get their calcium
I am remembered as the spiritual man
Blessed be the name of God forever
For wisdom and might are His
Arioch will make it known
As so I nuke last night's mud
And put on a fresh batch
Gone forth to slay the wise men of Babylon
Telling Althea of treachery
Tearing me limb from limb
As He changes the times and seasons
To reveal deep and secret things
In the burying ground I thank thee and praise Thee
Honest of the poor and recklessness
He knows what is in the darkness
And the light dwells with Him
Especially among my neighbors....
Wentle Trap
2-18-16
Daniel humbles himself
And gives all the glory to God
Going into Arioch
I'm a rolling sign born to be a bachelor
Destroy not the wise men
We're guilty of the same old things
I will shew thee the interpretation
Keep up those quickening vibrations
Today my goal is to be a blessing
As partisans fought and many are taught
All for service
Access management
If it doesn't apply let it fly
For preconceived notions
As thoughts stem emotions
I still feel like a stranger
O, Wentle trap siesta
And running a red light
What is the deal about me
If ego is the illusion
Answer: love
On the outside and on the inside
Impartiality
Ambiguous
Selah....
Thursday, October 13, 2016
one decree
One Decree
2-17-16
Time is time
No matter how you cut it
Rhyme is fine
I know of a certainty
That ye would gain such and stay in touch
There is but one decree
For you whose sin is covered
This should only take a few minutes
And my iniquity I have not hidden
As so today I go where I am bidden
Lifted the vanity of shaved confessions
Driven in dust
Wow, that way another interesting endeavor
But at least it's not forever
Twenty minutes and I'll be on my way
Certainly that you would gain the time
There is but one decree
O how great is your Goodness....
Be Of Good Courage
2-17-16
A yellow pain in the neck
Repulsive to my acquaintances
I am like a broken vessel
But hey, what the heck
Fully reddening the proud
As I recite this rhyme out loud
I think I can wait till I get there to light up
In that ye see this thing is gone from me
O, come the Lord, all ye His saints
For I said in my haste
I am cut off from before your eyes
And Mother still says O, no more lies
Down in the street there is a window
And it is a rare thing that the King
Requires to deliver the message for hire
And be glad tonight when I retire
While my ship is in the harbor
And the sails are spread....
We Convince The Rain
2-17-16
And since the pain
We convince the rain to evince while yet sane
For this cause the king of wroth
None could shew the dream save the gods
It's almost time to go
Be of good courage
He shall strengthen your heart
All peace so it may be for you whom hope
Blessed is he whose mouth is washed out with soap
Answering to Arioch gone forth to slay
The wise men of Babylon
Come my sixteen minute breech
I have much to learn and even more to teach
Time to go
God be with me
Blessed by the name of God
Forever for wisdom and might are His....
2-17-16
Time is time
No matter how you cut it
Rhyme is fine
I know of a certainty
That ye would gain such and stay in touch
There is but one decree
For you whose sin is covered
This should only take a few minutes
And my iniquity I have not hidden
As so today I go where I am bidden
Lifted the vanity of shaved confessions
Driven in dust
Wow, that way another interesting endeavor
But at least it's not forever
Twenty minutes and I'll be on my way
Certainly that you would gain the time
There is but one decree
O how great is your Goodness....
Be Of Good Courage
2-17-16
A yellow pain in the neck
Repulsive to my acquaintances
I am like a broken vessel
But hey, what the heck
Fully reddening the proud
As I recite this rhyme out loud
I think I can wait till I get there to light up
In that ye see this thing is gone from me
O, come the Lord, all ye His saints
For I said in my haste
I am cut off from before your eyes
And Mother still says O, no more lies
Down in the street there is a window
And it is a rare thing that the King
Requires to deliver the message for hire
And be glad tonight when I retire
While my ship is in the harbor
And the sails are spread....
We Convince The Rain
2-17-16
And since the pain
We convince the rain to evince while yet sane
For this cause the king of wroth
None could shew the dream save the gods
It's almost time to go
Be of good courage
He shall strengthen your heart
All peace so it may be for you whom hope
Blessed is he whose mouth is washed out with soap
Answering to Arioch gone forth to slay
The wise men of Babylon
Come my sixteen minute breech
I have much to learn and even more to teach
Time to go
God be with me
Blessed by the name of God
Forever for wisdom and might are His....
in Syriac
In Sirach
2-17-16
My glory, my tongue
My soul, my story
As I cough up a lung
Never again my dream or goal
Let me never be ashamed
Good morning all day
Breakfast if ye shew the dream
Ye will receive gifts and rewards
To scream for ice cream
And many gods and many lords
And I want it to be
This thing is gone from me
A devil up the sleeve
To speak to the king in Sirach
O, King live forever
My spirit is troubled to know the dream
And I want it to be
O, be my rock of refuge
And a fortress of defense
To save me from myself.....
Marvelous Kindness
2-17-16
Shewing His marvelous kindness
In a strong city sharing His splendid blindness
In a view quite pretty
Repulsive to mine acquaintances
Today I do just what I do and test the waters
Knowing to give good gifts to sons and daughters
Off with the Dell and on with my old school Apple
Forgetting about resentment over Dad with beer
And me with only Snapple
As Ma still tells me
Not to slurp coffee at the table
And I don't even know what I am able
But especially among my neighbors
I lay upon the gravel
They answered and said
Let the king tell his dream
And we will shew the interpretation.....
2-17-16
My glory, my tongue
My soul, my story
As I cough up a lung
Never again my dream or goal
Let me never be ashamed
Good morning all day
Breakfast if ye shew the dream
Ye will receive gifts and rewards
To scream for ice cream
And many gods and many lords
And I want it to be
This thing is gone from me
A devil up the sleeve
To speak to the king in Sirach
O, King live forever
My spirit is troubled to know the dream
And I want it to be
O, be my rock of refuge
And a fortress of defense
To save me from myself.....
Marvelous Kindness
2-17-16
Shewing His marvelous kindness
In a strong city sharing His splendid blindness
In a view quite pretty
Repulsive to mine acquaintances
Today I do just what I do and test the waters
Knowing to give good gifts to sons and daughters
Off with the Dell and on with my old school Apple
Forgetting about resentment over Dad with beer
And me with only Snapple
As Ma still tells me
Not to slurp coffee at the table
And I don't even know what I am able
But especially among my neighbors
I lay upon the gravel
They answered and said
Let the king tell his dream
And we will shew the interpretation.....
requests
Requests
10-11-10
I'd like to be able to slow down
And seize the beautiful day
And forget about the time on my wrist
I'd like to enjoy all good things God made
And take my low test coffee for its steam and mist
I would like to open up my hands to strangers
And cease to make a fist
I'd like to open up my bible
And by God's grace get the gist
All of these things, to me are given
When I make petition with belief.....
A Lucky One
10-11-10
My cat with her dexterous paw
Kicked out an old cigarette out from underneath my sofa
So I keep it for a lucky one
As it might just be too stale to smoke
It's funny the way these things take place
As I look ahead to things I am yet to face
Given the victory every time by God's grace
Time for another cold bottle of water
To flush out toxins and cleanse my throat
Trying to remember that we're all in the same boat
It's wonderful the way that things have a way of working out....
Part Of Our Faith
10-11-10
Needing to leave our warmth of Indian summer behind
To adapt and to cope
And consider the course of things
To come to look forward to springtime with hope
No longer afraid of the devil nor his name mentioned
This part of life is part of the faith just as well
To know that music didn't put Jesus on his cross
Nor will it take us to hell
And all that will matter in the end
Is the love we have given away
And what we learned by our faith.....
10-11-10
I'd like to be able to slow down
And seize the beautiful day
And forget about the time on my wrist
I'd like to enjoy all good things God made
And take my low test coffee for its steam and mist
I would like to open up my hands to strangers
And cease to make a fist
I'd like to open up my bible
And by God's grace get the gist
All of these things, to me are given
When I make petition with belief.....
A Lucky One
10-11-10
My cat with her dexterous paw
Kicked out an old cigarette out from underneath my sofa
So I keep it for a lucky one
As it might just be too stale to smoke
It's funny the way these things take place
As I look ahead to things I am yet to face
Given the victory every time by God's grace
Time for another cold bottle of water
To flush out toxins and cleanse my throat
Trying to remember that we're all in the same boat
It's wonderful the way that things have a way of working out....
Part Of Our Faith
10-11-10
Needing to leave our warmth of Indian summer behind
To adapt and to cope
And consider the course of things
To come to look forward to springtime with hope
No longer afraid of the devil nor his name mentioned
This part of life is part of the faith just as well
To know that music didn't put Jesus on his cross
Nor will it take us to hell
And all that will matter in the end
Is the love we have given away
And what we learned by our faith.....
Tuesday, October 11, 2016
rheim
Research Of Rheims
10-10-10
French kings were coronaded in the city of Rheims
And such a study I conduct here will evoke new dreams
And it is good to sleep at night and live by the light of day
Soon to go back to work to earn my pay
And the treasure I am yet to find there
Will be worth a whole lot more
To consider that all is sacred
And all things are made pure
Going out to get a candle
And a five pound bag of sugar
Not concerned with the number nor the figure
Where gratitude is a gun
Without a barrel or a trigger....
Memory Of The Wetlands
10-10-10
Kindness is made of a quality harsh in the soggy swamp
And the quaggy marsh
Sometimes you are up to your waist in mire
As we wonder can we really rub sticks together
To start a campfire
As here is much greenwood
That won't seem to burn
As so in our failure much more we can learn
Back to rhyming until I'm given back the gift of prose
And before we make our prayer
All we want
Yeah, the good Lord knows....
Just Woke Up
10-10-10
I took a snooze for an hour
It was perfect peace
Woke just in time for medicine
With no suspicion of the police
Nothing illegal here
No trouble no nor fear
In a state of security and no craving for beer
Writing bad poetry as if my mind is in decay
So I'll turn on some music
In knowing that I'll find a way.....
10-10-10
French kings were coronaded in the city of Rheims
And such a study I conduct here will evoke new dreams
And it is good to sleep at night and live by the light of day
Soon to go back to work to earn my pay
And the treasure I am yet to find there
Will be worth a whole lot more
To consider that all is sacred
And all things are made pure
Going out to get a candle
And a five pound bag of sugar
Not concerned with the number nor the figure
Where gratitude is a gun
Without a barrel or a trigger....
Memory Of The Wetlands
10-10-10
Kindness is made of a quality harsh in the soggy swamp
And the quaggy marsh
Sometimes you are up to your waist in mire
As we wonder can we really rub sticks together
To start a campfire
As here is much greenwood
That won't seem to burn
As so in our failure much more we can learn
Back to rhyming until I'm given back the gift of prose
And before we make our prayer
All we want
Yeah, the good Lord knows....
Just Woke Up
10-10-10
I took a snooze for an hour
It was perfect peace
Woke just in time for medicine
With no suspicion of the police
Nothing illegal here
No trouble no nor fear
In a state of security and no craving for beer
Writing bad poetry as if my mind is in decay
So I'll turn on some music
In knowing that I'll find a way.....
Monday, October 10, 2016
twenty-five soldiers
Twenty-Five Soldiers
10-10-10
Inspiration isn't the same as it once was
Therefore the words will need come straight from the heart
In a place where anything goes where there are no rules
In such a form of art
Twenty-Five fresh pens on my bookshelf
More soldiers for my poetic army
It's been eight weeks now
Still keeping tally
It's a beautiful day
I need to venture out and sally
To know there is plenty of water to drink
In the valley....
Should I Stop Counting?
10-10-10
Trying not to base productivity on quantity
For counting will only serve as a child's game
May us judge it in the Word
The Spirit and the name
While in this wilderness we have bears to tame
They search for their honey
Where they have no use for money
Going back to the here and now
To observe another beautiful day bright and sunny
Hoping to later on go for a walk or two
To look to the sky and observe a new and unknown hue
All that is good is right before my eyes...
10-10-10
Inspiration isn't the same as it once was
Therefore the words will need come straight from the heart
In a place where anything goes where there are no rules
In such a form of art
Twenty-Five fresh pens on my bookshelf
More soldiers for my poetic army
It's been eight weeks now
Still keeping tally
It's a beautiful day
I need to venture out and sally
To know there is plenty of water to drink
In the valley....
Should I Stop Counting?
10-10-10
Trying not to base productivity on quantity
For counting will only serve as a child's game
May us judge it in the Word
The Spirit and the name
While in this wilderness we have bears to tame
They search for their honey
Where they have no use for money
Going back to the here and now
To observe another beautiful day bright and sunny
Hoping to later on go for a walk or two
To look to the sky and observe a new and unknown hue
All that is good is right before my eyes...
twenty motes
Twenty Motes
10-9-10
I look in the mirror to ask
What's in my eye
And I ask why do I even care
Twenty motes with memories of all those love notes
I don't see the point in this
But I keep on plugging away
I'd like to seize the moment
When it is still today
It's much better to leave it all behind
But I cannot forget
Seems when I try the same thing over again
That I fail
This is a sad poem
And I allow it.....
The Spark Of Hope
10-9-10
I only say that I'm sick
When I'm this way
You ask what way is that
And I say I'm not quite sure
Seems that getting better is only but illusion
Taking in rock operas seeming to thrive on confusion
Lost for the time being in the depths of my weakening heart
Yet washed clean by the blood of Christ
So you say there is no hope in this
And I hold my peace
For I know that even the Christian
Can't always be happy....
Tonight I Hate This
10-9-10
For the most part I like this
Where I see the need to shut my eyes
To the fact that I live under my cloud of smoke
And so the voice says, "Where is your pen now?"
And, "Where is your God?"
And I say nothing
For in this state of mind I can't really talk
Well. tomorrow's another day
I heard it was going to be beautiful
Still taking it all for granted
As if it will always be....
10-9-10
I look in the mirror to ask
What's in my eye
And I ask why do I even care
Twenty motes with memories of all those love notes
I don't see the point in this
But I keep on plugging away
I'd like to seize the moment
When it is still today
It's much better to leave it all behind
But I cannot forget
Seems when I try the same thing over again
That I fail
This is a sad poem
And I allow it.....
The Spark Of Hope
10-9-10
I only say that I'm sick
When I'm this way
You ask what way is that
And I say I'm not quite sure
Seems that getting better is only but illusion
Taking in rock operas seeming to thrive on confusion
Lost for the time being in the depths of my weakening heart
Yet washed clean by the blood of Christ
So you say there is no hope in this
And I hold my peace
For I know that even the Christian
Can't always be happy....
Tonight I Hate This
10-9-10
For the most part I like this
Where I see the need to shut my eyes
To the fact that I live under my cloud of smoke
And so the voice says, "Where is your pen now?"
And, "Where is your God?"
And I say nothing
For in this state of mind I can't really talk
Well. tomorrow's another day
I heard it was going to be beautiful
Still taking it all for granted
As if it will always be....
depths
In The Depths
10-9-10
In the depths of indifference
I try to act like I don't care
Denial seems to be the way to cope with it all
Yet the doctor says that this is not healthy
But I will keep searching for more answers
In the depths of indifference
I like to say that I put all of my problems on God
The just shall live by faith
It's a battle not easily fought
But I already have the victory
From what I have been taught....
Since I Was Nineteen
10-9-10
I begin the recognize similarities
In riffs of diverse decades of music I've been hearing
Since I was nineteen
And now that I'm on my own
I am told that I'm not alone
In this world that which seems a curse
Can be a blessing just as well
I was on top of things
Therefore I said too much
Because I had much to contribute
There is always a shackle in being free
As there will be days when a man cannot see....
To Hear The Water Boil
10-9-10
So I ask is it possible
To enjoy this bondage
It happens to many that grow up with low self esteem
Go on with it
Remember you've got nothing to hide
As long as you won't be lifted up in pride
Is it likely for one to thrive on conflict?
In knowing it's only temporary
Next to the rest of eternity
And once again my poem is curtailed
Due to the calling of nature....
10-9-10
In the depths of indifference
I try to act like I don't care
Denial seems to be the way to cope with it all
Yet the doctor says that this is not healthy
But I will keep searching for more answers
In the depths of indifference
I like to say that I put all of my problems on God
The just shall live by faith
It's a battle not easily fought
But I already have the victory
From what I have been taught....
Since I Was Nineteen
10-9-10
I begin the recognize similarities
In riffs of diverse decades of music I've been hearing
Since I was nineteen
And now that I'm on my own
I am told that I'm not alone
In this world that which seems a curse
Can be a blessing just as well
I was on top of things
Therefore I said too much
Because I had much to contribute
There is always a shackle in being free
As there will be days when a man cannot see....
To Hear The Water Boil
10-9-10
So I ask is it possible
To enjoy this bondage
It happens to many that grow up with low self esteem
Go on with it
Remember you've got nothing to hide
As long as you won't be lifted up in pride
Is it likely for one to thrive on conflict?
In knowing it's only temporary
Next to the rest of eternity
And once again my poem is curtailed
Due to the calling of nature....
Saturday, October 8, 2016
no fear
No Fear In Understanding
9-12-16
Keep this one up and you will succeed
Full again your cup
And you will get all you want and need
Where envying and strife
As someone has to bleed
For our portico preconcert
With disaster again she flirted
Wisdom, O words of honeycomb
Keep us safe and sound
O, wisdom fruit, better than gold
I can take another round
O, win approval and obtain favor
In the big green country
Those that love me inherit substance
Knowledge of the holy is understanding
By which there is no fear
The first angel sounds for hail and fire
Mingled with blood
In all exorbitance
Truth be known
Down to the bone
And in the porches
Of mine ear did pour....
Froward And Forward
9-12-16
O hale, abhor and detest
Anything that contaminates
As those to wipe clean slates
Be lowly in wisdom and go on ice skates
The Way of life in keeping instruction
To keep one from destruction
Sounds harder than what it really is
As fear of God prolongs ones days
And we will find in ourselves many other ways
Knowing what is acceptable very few
So that I might reach out to you and you
O, God bless all enemies
As righteousness is our way of life
In a river of sin
Come forwardness and forwardness
What I do today will help me ten years down the road
God willing
For a few well chosen
Words of wisdom
Let it be known
But not to be carved in stone....
9-12-16
Keep this one up and you will succeed
Full again your cup
And you will get all you want and need
Where envying and strife
As someone has to bleed
For our portico preconcert
With disaster again she flirted
Wisdom, O words of honeycomb
Keep us safe and sound
O, wisdom fruit, better than gold
I can take another round
O, win approval and obtain favor
In the big green country
Those that love me inherit substance
Knowledge of the holy is understanding
By which there is no fear
The first angel sounds for hail and fire
Mingled with blood
In all exorbitance
Truth be known
Down to the bone
And in the porches
Of mine ear did pour....
Froward And Forward
9-12-16
O hale, abhor and detest
Anything that contaminates
As those to wipe clean slates
Be lowly in wisdom and go on ice skates
The Way of life in keeping instruction
To keep one from destruction
Sounds harder than what it really is
As fear of God prolongs ones days
And we will find in ourselves many other ways
Knowing what is acceptable very few
So that I might reach out to you and you
O, God bless all enemies
As righteousness is our way of life
In a river of sin
Come forwardness and forwardness
What I do today will help me ten years down the road
God willing
For a few well chosen
Words of wisdom
Let it be known
But not to be carved in stone....
helm
Helm Revisited Again
9-12-16
In last night's dream
We meet in my favorite bar
Namely Shenanigans
And my Guinness with a Xanax
Lethal dosage
Drugs and booze with a lot to lose
I'm lucky to be alive to tell you this story to you today
As mercy triumphs over judgment
Was I too far gone for the me that makest merry
In my melancholy medicinal behind a pair of spectacles
Ajar that just stir
Do not err and keep on rocking
By her polished period and smooth semicolon
And paranormal parentheses for divine afflatus
God be judge and every man a liar
Where the tongue is the helm
And wisdom from above is pure
Sown in peace of them that make peace....
See The Chieftain
9-12-16
Gifts under the tree
Like shifts put in by those who are free
As wisdom from above is pure first
As I intend to keep my thirst
O, Nimrod, Hunter be well versed
Son of Cush get your head rush
As the tongue no man can tame
Staying young as long as one man can hope to name thee
The Chieftain
Who will love him in bitter envying and strife
By the fruit of righteousness is sown in peace
To them that make peace
As a little member boasts great things
Of the testimonies of expert witnesses
Confusion and every evil work
Not to criticize
But to make that observation
Where she stood and watches me walk away
O, Aerostar what do you have to say....
9-12-16
In last night's dream
We meet in my favorite bar
Namely Shenanigans
And my Guinness with a Xanax
Lethal dosage
Drugs and booze with a lot to lose
I'm lucky to be alive to tell you this story to you today
As mercy triumphs over judgment
Was I too far gone for the me that makest merry
In my melancholy medicinal behind a pair of spectacles
Ajar that just stir
Do not err and keep on rocking
By her polished period and smooth semicolon
And paranormal parentheses for divine afflatus
God be judge and every man a liar
Where the tongue is the helm
And wisdom from above is pure
Sown in peace of them that make peace....
See The Chieftain
9-12-16
Gifts under the tree
Like shifts put in by those who are free
As wisdom from above is pure first
As I intend to keep my thirst
O, Nimrod, Hunter be well versed
Son of Cush get your head rush
As the tongue no man can tame
Staying young as long as one man can hope to name thee
The Chieftain
Who will love him in bitter envying and strife
By the fruit of righteousness is sown in peace
To them that make peace
As a little member boasts great things
Of the testimonies of expert witnesses
Confusion and every evil work
Not to criticize
But to make that observation
Where she stood and watches me walk away
O, Aerostar what do you have to say....
true religion
True Religion?
9-12-16
Being the doer
Being blessed in ones deeds
Do everything as an act of worship
And met will be your needs
True religion, visit the fatherless and widows
In their affliction
One phone call at a time for the good news soon to come
Keep yourselves unspotted from the world
And the prince of power of the air
Blessed are them whom endure
God cannot tempt nor be tempted
Where no one is exempted
Do not err
Feel her purr
Like a motor of melancholy
Wear something beautiful and black
And anticipation will cut you some slack
No one to blame
No, not even you
Blessed in ones deed
Love cometh true
Established in the year of Zero....
Brother Of Low Degree
9-12-16
Every good gift cometh from above
As one works the early morning shift
To fulfil all of such love
O, brother of low degree
Can't you see that you have touched me
The sun won't go down slow
When you stay in the present moment
Time passes more smoothly
As it has a hold of me
Do nor err for screaming Chanticleer
We talk for hours
While in separate rooms
Given poetic powers
Something quite ordinary
Like mushrooms
Few words well chosen
Shew your faith by what you do
As a body without breath
So is a faith without works
Where our fear lurks
I can't put it down
God chose the poor of the world
As rich in faith.....
9-12-16
Being the doer
Being blessed in ones deeds
Do everything as an act of worship
And met will be your needs
True religion, visit the fatherless and widows
In their affliction
One phone call at a time for the good news soon to come
Keep yourselves unspotted from the world
And the prince of power of the air
Blessed are them whom endure
God cannot tempt nor be tempted
Where no one is exempted
Do not err
Feel her purr
Like a motor of melancholy
Wear something beautiful and black
And anticipation will cut you some slack
No one to blame
No, not even you
Blessed in ones deed
Love cometh true
Established in the year of Zero....
Brother Of Low Degree
9-12-16
Every good gift cometh from above
As one works the early morning shift
To fulfil all of such love
O, brother of low degree
Can't you see that you have touched me
The sun won't go down slow
When you stay in the present moment
Time passes more smoothly
As it has a hold of me
Do nor err for screaming Chanticleer
We talk for hours
While in separate rooms
Given poetic powers
Something quite ordinary
Like mushrooms
Few words well chosen
Shew your faith by what you do
As a body without breath
So is a faith without works
Where our fear lurks
I can't put it down
God chose the poor of the world
As rich in faith.....
Thursday, October 6, 2016
oriflamme
Oriflamme
9-12-16
Mentrebe is Lento for gold of oriflamme
Di rimirar
She bought me a new car
O follow holiness and peace
As one to pray and not cease
O shake forth that we remain
And remember to really enjoy
The smoke for what it is
In doing my biz
Tankard or spoon
Looking up at the stars
And on the sixteenth a full moon
In purple and in mauve
Sufficient for the day
Coming out with a pitcher on her shoulder
Give it to them on a hot plate
As it can be hard to not hate
Endure that which is commanded
To inherit the blessing
In games of guessing
As the sun went dark for a millisecond
So it seems
Entwining...
Clamn Dever
9-12-16
Follow holiness and peace
And be as one to pray and not cease
We receive the kingdom that cannot be moved
Hello, O my bitterness
O, Dimesne let it rain
Pronounce it correctly for realm and domain
The first angel sounds
Without limits or bounds
She is here and there riding on the wave
She taught him how to dance and named her child Dave
Yes he's here still
I guess with fear by his will
Besthearted and bloody
Will be your new home here and now and today
If you choose it
For we have a continuing city
Not to criticize or upbraid
Say out loud
Praise God, we see the mission bell
Swimming in the silence with Sinenijat crying
"Clamn Dever!"
Count It Joy (When You Suffer)
9-12-16
Curdled milk down the drain again
To be as inspiration to this Office Depot pen
Count it joy as you suffer
For glory will follow
Even if the truth is a pill hard to swallow
Upbraid not in that we wallow
Smog might turn to stars
For our reproach of censure
Our conscience can be a pest
Back in Budapest spiritually
Approaching women in red
Give me all the love we have to give
Poetry group tomorrow
Let us go without the camp
Outside our comfort zone
So easy to say it
As He gives it liberally
O, brother of low degree, sit on high
Summer's come and gone, my O my
Zip dee doo da
I had to confront it once more
Be swift to hear and slow to wrath....
9-12-16
Mentrebe is Lento for gold of oriflamme
Di rimirar
She bought me a new car
O follow holiness and peace
As one to pray and not cease
O shake forth that we remain
And remember to really enjoy
The smoke for what it is
In doing my biz
Tankard or spoon
Looking up at the stars
And on the sixteenth a full moon
In purple and in mauve
Sufficient for the day
Coming out with a pitcher on her shoulder
Give it to them on a hot plate
As it can be hard to not hate
Endure that which is commanded
To inherit the blessing
In games of guessing
As the sun went dark for a millisecond
So it seems
Entwining...
Clamn Dever
9-12-16
Follow holiness and peace
And be as one to pray and not cease
We receive the kingdom that cannot be moved
Hello, O my bitterness
O, Dimesne let it rain
Pronounce it correctly for realm and domain
The first angel sounds
Without limits or bounds
She is here and there riding on the wave
She taught him how to dance and named her child Dave
Yes he's here still
I guess with fear by his will
Besthearted and bloody
Will be your new home here and now and today
If you choose it
For we have a continuing city
Not to criticize or upbraid
Say out loud
Praise God, we see the mission bell
Swimming in the silence with Sinenijat crying
"Clamn Dever!"
Count It Joy (When You Suffer)
9-12-16
Curdled milk down the drain again
To be as inspiration to this Office Depot pen
Count it joy as you suffer
For glory will follow
Even if the truth is a pill hard to swallow
Upbraid not in that we wallow
Smog might turn to stars
For our reproach of censure
Our conscience can be a pest
Back in Budapest spiritually
Approaching women in red
Give me all the love we have to give
Poetry group tomorrow
Let us go without the camp
Outside our comfort zone
So easy to say it
As He gives it liberally
O, brother of low degree, sit on high
Summer's come and gone, my O my
Zip dee doo da
I had to confront it once more
Be swift to hear and slow to wrath....
Tuesday, October 4, 2016
choose isle nine
Choosing Isle Nine
9-12-16
Choosing isle nine
At the checkout still doing fine
Be not corrupted by their sign\
I feel you in the air today
Fear God means to revere and respect
In reverential trust and the hatred of evil
Circumcise your heart and repent
As Aaron dies at Mosera
According to God's will
To make today a beautiful possibility
To Levi, no inheritance
Crown thy good with brotherhood
I don't feel like Satan but I am to them
Putting on another crazy horse album
Be no more stiffnecked
Into conjecture's presence
Come the life of Him to do our dirty work for us
Seeing them through by three Quella pacifism
Originated for oaks and plains....
Balance The Ashtray
9-12-16
On Daddy Kelley's budget
She's a high maintenance woman
The Word is His inheritance
And more chicken scratch here to decode
Under an old streetlight by a garbage can
You put a false construction
On my words which can mean destruction
To wings of unfortunate birds
But of course it all works out
Blessing if you obey
Curse when you rebel
Who wants to hear that?
Faith is the substance of things hoped for
O, despise not his chastening
Yielding fruit pruned for us to bear but more
Down by the cyclone last year
As she'd buy a view of Dublin
For a friend yet to meet.....
9-12-16
Choosing isle nine
At the checkout still doing fine
Be not corrupted by their sign\
I feel you in the air today
Fear God means to revere and respect
In reverential trust and the hatred of evil
Circumcise your heart and repent
As Aaron dies at Mosera
According to God's will
To make today a beautiful possibility
To Levi, no inheritance
Crown thy good with brotherhood
I don't feel like Satan but I am to them
Putting on another crazy horse album
Be no more stiffnecked
Into conjecture's presence
Come the life of Him to do our dirty work for us
Seeing them through by three Quella pacifism
Originated for oaks and plains....
Balance The Ashtray
9-12-16
On Daddy Kelley's budget
She's a high maintenance woman
The Word is His inheritance
And more chicken scratch here to decode
Under an old streetlight by a garbage can
You put a false construction
On my words which can mean destruction
To wings of unfortunate birds
But of course it all works out
Blessing if you obey
Curse when you rebel
Who wants to hear that?
Faith is the substance of things hoped for
O, despise not his chastening
Yielding fruit pruned for us to bear but more
Down by the cyclone last year
As she'd buy a view of Dublin
For a friend yet to meet.....
extol
Extol (Revision)
9-12-16
Extol, O Sister
Laud O brother seven nations greater than thou
To be consumed this door
I pray that it helps me to delight
Even in mine infirmities
Two nights ago I was disillusioned
To its extreme
Revision, O keep it up
Precision to refill again my Christmas cup
Fruit is tonight's motivation
If I don't get that spinning wheel
I'm not come to destroy the law but to fulfil
Love the sinner as well
Give him the gift and pour out your hearts
Upon these pages come decades of arrogance
Between the dial where I go the extra mile
Come the very profile
Going not against the grain of my style
Heart lifted up
God will bring it down in due season
In the look and eye department....
In Horeb
9-12-16
Keep up the friendship in spite of the scruple
If you worry it will be curable
Maybe I took it all out of context
For our Anakims
These giants that are our bread
I can see success from miles away
Forty days and nights rain cleanses
This earth ephemeral
For tablets of stone
And the law, our schoolmaster
To bring us to Christ
O, Taberah
O, Kibrothhath
Do the math and cast aside the wrath
God can use it for his higher purposes
For Due's occurrences
On the old hippy highway
For our watchful friend
The Shagreen eagle
Barely legal
Good enough to eat
O, Massah make my memory manifest....
9-12-16
Extol, O Sister
Laud O brother seven nations greater than thou
To be consumed this door
I pray that it helps me to delight
Even in mine infirmities
Two nights ago I was disillusioned
To its extreme
Revision, O keep it up
Precision to refill again my Christmas cup
Fruit is tonight's motivation
If I don't get that spinning wheel
I'm not come to destroy the law but to fulfil
Love the sinner as well
Give him the gift and pour out your hearts
Upon these pages come decades of arrogance
Between the dial where I go the extra mile
Come the very profile
Going not against the grain of my style
Heart lifted up
God will bring it down in due season
In the look and eye department....
In Horeb
9-12-16
Keep up the friendship in spite of the scruple
If you worry it will be curable
Maybe I took it all out of context
For our Anakims
These giants that are our bread
I can see success from miles away
Forty days and nights rain cleanses
This earth ephemeral
For tablets of stone
And the law, our schoolmaster
To bring us to Christ
O, Taberah
O, Kibrothhath
Do the math and cast aside the wrath
God can use it for his higher purposes
For Due's occurrences
On the old hippy highway
For our watchful friend
The Shagreen eagle
Barely legal
Good enough to eat
O, Massah make my memory manifest....
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