Friday, March 2, 2018

Vachel

Greeting Vachel
1-21-18

As mercy seasons justice
With her spice for the scepter
We see it afresh and it tastes good
But is it what we need?
For articles collectively
And the song of that fitted sheet made new again
As it blesses Him for the cause of souls
Our attribute under earthly power
Milk needs not go sour
Chug the carton before it expires
For brain freeze where it is pretentious
To reet Vachel
"You're too much", she once said
In a hazy memory and back in the groove tomorrow
As one to face my giant
Blood on garments
To wash it in a holy place....




Tongued With Censure
1-21-18

In ideals significant
Doing my most important work in my prime
Where children used to play and beg Mom for fish fillet
For the spirit-dawn soon to come and its riff through this broad shade
I had it all on tape in time's tragedy and wheel of labor
Finding the walls of sanity from another time
Forgetting my locker combination
Given the blunder to serve as the challenge
Earnestly considering investigation in times like these
Fully equipped in agency and atonement
Of other sects so it is understood....




On Leviticus 6:11
1-21-18

She wants me on the path of the straight and narrow
Showing me the meaning of success
Not too late for me for hours of toil and travail
In God's love that won't fail
In Plato and the swing of Pleiades
I feel them pulling for me
As to give it unto all men liberally
In laws of trespasses and procedure of caul to burn away
Yes, I wonder for a fire never to go out
Carry those ashes to a clean place
Where life is condescending
Where I learn how to wait for the Worker's earth
And peace in Cornland....





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