flaccid

Flaccid
3-1-16

Give us seven days respite
That we might send messengers  unto her coasts
Taken a yoke of oxen to hew them in pieces
We come out with one consent
O, desert speak to my heart in Bezek
O, elders of Jabesh
Get it while it's hot and fresh
Maker of children that weep for love
In flabbergasting firmaments
And astounding flaccid soft and limp
Still lacking determination
O, why do you still cut yourself so short
And spread yourself too thin....




Right On
3-1-16

Tomorrow we come out to you and surrender
Do with us that which seems good
By base metals  and wet wood
Not made for burning
But yet for learning
On the morrow
I put my pens in seven companies
Without applying them to the page
Scattered so that two are not left together
We gat much heat and are consoled
David old and stricken in years
Seeming a damsel to find Abishag
Today we lived a thousand years
But all we have is now
Bearing one more after Absalom
With horsemen to run before him
O, so gracefully for Rei and for Shimei
We learn of men and old names
Of those who would stand out in the crowd
Let thine eyes look right on.....





Callus On Ones Thumb
3-1-16

Our hap between faith and works
O, so sore  where the poet lurks
A callus on his thumb
As if born deaf, blind and dumb
For prayer and for petition
Pull up another chair when you're in the right condition
Not to meet the right criteria
Worrying about an overdraw is good stress
We face the facts and all wrongdoing creates
All ado about something
Run to the water and find me there
Let go of the idea of the battle inside
Where grace comes into play
To exceed all pride
Big lie says if you can get that next thing
You'd be at peace
When all is right here and now
Let go of the idea
And shoot for emancipation.....