Abinadi

Abinadi (Seven Seals)
2-28-18

Too many dog ears and many cheers
A splinter in your eye
A winter soon to die
Lying here on my left side till my arms get numb
Yet in inquiries and admonition
stretch forth thine hand and prophesy
And another poem at half past five
And she will return
In that we have a lot to learn
By a new dawn of inner and outer light
For seven seals to color with purple crayons
Biding the merchandise of lush one after the other
I know I only had it for a fleeting moment
I almost gave way to fear
For Abinadi in disguise
Go and prophesy unto a nation of hard speech
And simply teach
Of the deepest loves of oneself.....






Beasts Devour Flesh
2-28-18

Someone heard that there was going to be another freak snowfall
Before the end of March
By protein, Vitamin A
And fat and starch
Bound to follow suit as conversation is burning bright
Surely God is in you
And I'm soon again to read "Te Catcher In The Rye"
In divers of suggestion washing me downstream
And there is no other that can interpret the dream
Bring it rather and feed your pork chops to your spaniel
Carrying us bound for today more good sound
For lines of ongoing poetry to make up my life
O, what are you making to be as such quaking
And like a leaf shaking
We have much knowledge
O, weal be to our next generation
As wilt beasts devour flesh....






Hunky Dory
2-28-18

In another hunky dory story
Mother knows
Like another day in purgatory
Refinement grows for future regeneration and its influence
Upon our peoples time after time stained glass windows and tall steeples
Like a rent lament in a furnace of fire
The girl of the hour will join the choir
As to give us the treasures of darkness
And still we try to refuse as I
My hands have stretched out the heavens
To make peace and create no more calamity
For signs of life
A brother takes a shower upstairs
And this is my routine
Never dull
Getting it through my thick skull
Loving them in the long haul
As blossoms of a thistle
As  to leave a record behind us
Where the light is mine with a numb thumb
Swift the sail as mountains drift.....




On Exodus 23:28
2-28-18

Step down
Step up
Obtain your crown
And fill again the cup
With a new dawn and its upper light
And downward casting of all fear
Keeping the good words near concerning thy peoole
Thou shall be as stalk
In hopes to be more than just talk
As to wrest and wrench
And take another trip to our smoking bench
Not to raise a false report
For our quaternion
Face again as smooth as a baby's rump
For a fleeting millisecond skies flash darkness
Sowing the land in that seventh year
With seven rank ears sweet in no need of salt or even butter
Another prayer I'll utter
At the feast of ingathering
I step out to behold the morning light
A feast of itself
In books upon my shelf
And hornets to drive out the Hittite....