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Mud On My Boots
12-13-04

And in the vineyards of my sweet repetitive dreams
So is opened wide hope's door
And I am driven into the wilderness
To drink from purer streams
And taught by these examples
To steer clear from the idol portrayed as the whore
And one can go to a library to shop
Just as one might go to the supermarket to study
As One will plow through the wheat fields
To thresh of their choice crop
While in the latter rains
All of such terrains now are soaked and muddy
And these travels ahead aren't quite the best for new shoes
And in the entering back in as a guest
You'll have a fresh and new case of the blues
But you will be pardoned in time
And by and by excused and forgiven
As it was because of this that I wrote this rhyme
And because of that by which to new frontiers
I am driven....





Moving The Heavy Bags
12-13-04

And so my true day begins
As approaches again the setting of the sun
And as December begins
There is peace and plenty
As my mind is settled and at ease
To know that most of my Christmas shopping is done
And in being a Christian
The holidays mean so much more to me than the gifts under the tree
As like it were the taste of sweeter grapes
So is the spiritual state of mind that serves as a better way to be
And the tending of such verses is like the manhandling
Of these fifty pound bags of sand
And I work up a sweat in the moving of them
As there is joy to be found there when at last
I come to understand
And in this there is no finality
And when we get through our day of burden
We find no destination
So again survival and triumph
We will celebrate as our devotion
And worship will need to be more than our activity of recreation.....






How I Melt
12-13-04

And it is written
Blessed are the undefiled and the blameless
But we have our doubts that such a thing even really exists
And quite nameless
But still we will have our hope
In our supplications and prayers
As I am alone at a table for six
And for angels I am accustomed to reserve these chairs
And I am as a snowman that begins to melt
In earnest need for a new corn cobb pipe
And now that I've lost weight I need tighten my belt
As there is nourishment yet to be assimilated
When the fruit in storage is yet ripe
And with my remaining five dollars in my deep pocket
I purchase a five pound portion of seedless grapes
As heaven is not a place in space one would reach in a rocket
And the light of day is not for the purpose to shut out in the drawing of the drapes....