Mosiah

Mosiah
1-20-18

Passing through with a sling shot
To take out our champion
Behold it came to us daily
I see much war and contention somewhat concerning you
One inch for five hundred miles telling me I've got what it takes
For protein milkshakes where I'll push myself to the limit
Using my bed for a weightbench
Across great waters and in thee our Mosiah
We greet our Messiah brought across great waters
Up at four not too late not too soon
As appointed to be king
Blinded!




Back To Sleep To Dream Of You
2-20-18

With all recompenses the pride of life
Still reigns in the mind of the artist
As a prince of the paupers
Turning licks green sitting next to Christine
As waking reluctantly all for the cereal of London
I harden my heart again for stony soil and deep roots
Interlacing with other trees
For my twos and threes
Where we ride the line of balance
In our notable experience
And today it's back to business
And sighing shall flee away
As to obtain the joy and gladness
In the remnant we make it official....





Rabshakel
2-20-18

Revving it up again to announce my burial
In waking dreams of going there today
Another week of teaching
Where my pen is the mediator
For a syllable suicide selection real in its perfection
Why didn't I set my mental alarm
When four times is the charm
Sandals caked in mud and these remaining autumn leaves
Never removed from my back yard
Did you get my new card?
Particularly jarring and shoot starring
Greeting the Rabshakel
My two way known as Tartan
There are more words of hope in learning more.....




Zarahelma Revisited
2-20-18

Go up and conquer down on Madison Avenue
One block up then Franklin Street
My necessary sacrifice in her great novel about waking dreams
Taught in the language of twofold understanding
And threefold being
Claim the fate no such trust in Egypt
For chariots and horsemen
Soon time for room checks
Plowing into the words of Mormon
And sometimes it seems that it all goeth together
As the sun comes up on mine enthusiasm
And vacancy in this agency...





On Isaiah 37:3
2-20-18

As to joy and sorrow
In a single state of mind
Weather today is quite kind
Calling for record highs
As to abridge the large plates
A time to reflect or is it?
O, theologian do your thing today
For dream poetry in flow
Where are the gods of Hamath
That tempts Him to wrath
He will deliver us today moment by moment
Not for reproach or provocation
On Route Seventy-six
Paying the toll travelling east
To see the sunrise making peace with myself
With headphones on and a cup of coffee
God permit and forbid....