Dearth Came
7-1-17
Peeling away the cellophane
If he's down there
Talk of music
And if he calls just talk
While you're still in the mood
As they of the circumcision contend
As it seems we will fight till the very end
As so departs Tarsus to seek Saul
Granting repentance unto life
Where Herod slays James with sword
Seeing it pleased the Jews
As the angel comes around
And chains fall off his hands
Where Quilon is transfigured into a grain of wheat
Well, that's another story
Apart from Scripture that we can see....
Ode To Lucius
7-1-17
Soon out again for another fix on nature
And broad daylight
As chains fall off our hands
And the scholar understands
And Rhoda answers the door to hearken
There's a lot of it about
Loving the feel of headphone plastic
Taking measures drastic
Enticed by Druids to cook up something more
As at the chime of six
I take another look
At the mother of John surnamed Mark
In the church at Antioch
Certain prophets and teachers
Making Blastus the king's chamberlain
And the words drove me mad
On that night of silence...
Into Seleucid
7-1-17
For Lucius of Cyrene and Manaen
And what it all can mean
Loving dark forebodings
Another morsel of meat
As to play that Dark Side again and lock the door
And stow away the key in my wooden box
Departing into Seleucid
For thunder in your ear
You steal it
Sailing into Cyprus
You can almost feel it
To buy, beg, borrow and steal
Preaching the word in synagogues
At the isle of Paphos
Given the poison as the remedy
Departing from Persia into Pisidia
What can this mean
To those who want to learn...
No comments:
Post a Comment