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'85'
9-25-17

Before Gabriel blows his horn
Let us not be caught up in the shame of scorn
Before we travel on in the contemplative life we seek
Upon higher ground for men foolish and unstable
Sloppy manners around the table
And so far a sloppy Christmas tree
Set up entirely too early
And four patterns piled in that which only seems meaningless
As long as you love them you'll do just fine
Making that move and drawing that line
Standing in line universally recognizable
Slice me one tonight
There I go talking
And through ears the eighty-fifth year....





Write Things Down
9-25-17

Write things down
If that's what you think it takes
And do wonders thus ended the year
And the robbers did increase, namely me
With my pen I rob railroads in my rocky mountain woods of Gadianton
Back in Zarahemia of vanity's dismay
And existential likeness for Christian liberty
After everything's been said before the world was made
For death upon Benython
Look her up if you don't know
In painted lashes dark mirror fated looking glass
In graffiti our original face before time and space
Time to go
Write things down....






Under Waving Tendrils
9-26-17

All saints salute you
Chiefly of Caesar's household
In our religious dimension of life
I know how to be abased and to abound
To keep your hearts and minds in pivotal passion
And another generous ration come the radar and its spindle
As to sponge and take the plunge
I missed you when I was gone
As so in the Now I greet the dawn
So dream dear to get away
Come the sound of the first bird
In heaven by mute wonder holds our daughters and sons
In Beulah land under waving tendrils
Just as God planned
Evermore created for you and me....





On Psalm 24:2
9-26-17

Soon time to face the real music
Faring the green and its fertility
Going out to catch the second half of twilight
Given a wonderful intermission of coffee better than
What we get from seven eleven
Receiving the other end of your faith in the price I am paying
Starting a rumor believed as true for loud thunders and deep roots
Our truth stranger than fiction
Wanting smiling silence deeper than my conscious recourse cries
Level as to oscillate
As He founded the earth upon the seas
And established it upon the floods....