Cilantro
7-10-13
Pejorative terms find their way to sluiced cilantros
Bitter yet in their sweetness quite decadent
Like pejorative terms which I define
Without knowing their meaning
On my elevator to my middle ground
Treated in my solitude to the quality
Of hypnotic bass sound on another kind of trip
That leads me back to the here and now....
Caraway
7-10-13
My caraway seeds will serve the baker's needs
Scattered upon a mahogany table recently wiped clean
By a napkin put into its practical use
For the purpose of just that which is this
In my chosen smile of a conscious bliss
Where I wait for the rain to make its way through
So I can get through again to the real you....
Hope Springs Eternal
7-10-13
Hope springs eternal
And grace flows like a river
For another wanderer
That today God does succor and deliver
By the Spirit of the Comforter
That precedes the stigma
That comes in the package
Of the gift of salvation
That still I question from time to time
Trying to make sure that I'm alright
In a world uncertain......
In The Door
7-10-13
Taking up subjects ranging from the magnificent
To the mundane
Given a new taste of high hopes
By the collection of the fall of torrential rain
Where there is but one person in the door
And that is Christ that comes today with clouds
In compassion wielded
In such a love put into practice
By the act of one's will.....
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