First Time (For Everything)
3-8-18
In something strange I knock at heaven's door
And sometimes the pen slips on the 'k'
As a newcomer in the land of love
Not just a new beginning like the days of the noble and merited
Saving souls acting as our meat to the castle in collisions of worlds
We find what we have in common
As a wolf goes to the movie
And the plot is quite groovy
I cast the weights aside on the coast with a smile
Of quiet confidence
Every furlong along the way
Of writing a new song
And pushing my way through the throng
Where I used to pray before my candles and incense
As if to the Lord
Behold this is the first time this year
I didn't complain about the cold
Guilty not of priestcraft
Miles to Nulato
We are just what we are in the encore....
Spitting Speculatively
3-8-18
For pearls of parlay
And another two hour delay
Just on time I write this rhyme
As if it were a chime
For the dollar and the dime
The ritual that I have made
As to on the test get a perfect grade
How can I live with it
To fire than we must for tribute
Lest we offend them
Ten percent or more
And ninety more in capacity
God have me to be an inspiration with my work today
Come treasure in witnessing
As we tell our tale
Go to sea and cast a hook
And pray before you enter the book
Soon to be baptized in being filthy still
For a shot of love
Quick not in significance
Pay tribute straight from your heart
Having faith of a mustard seed
Disciples could not cure him
As Jesus suffers His malady
Delivering Limhi....
Sled-Trail
3-8-18
As men have eternal life
To be the husband of one wife
With me it seems not to apply
Where brother Bill will bill me later
Nevertheless we durst not bear false witness
In the ties that bind
As to withstand his blows and draw his sword
Pleasing for himself in much boldness
Taking us in high places as the shine her light
Taking eight minutes to reach the earth
By His ignonomous life we now stand
Nothing will be impossible to you
And I sit on my dentist chair
I use the pain to pray for others
Say to the mountain be removed
Of sled-trail plainly visible
seventy time seven
Forgive and forget
And make it to heaven
To save that which is lost
Nothing to think about but the assurance
Of my salvation
And request all the best for beachfront robbery
Keenly observant.....
Soldiers Under My Hat
3-8-18
As to find answers and see our way through
All for our prancers
In thee today the sky is azure blue
Happy and buoyant
The groom still waits for our invitation
As one to think of new beginnings
And in Atlantic City cash in all my winnings
A gulf is set between us
So it seems in reincarnating dreams
Carrying nuns and soldiers under my hat
Finding a better shell on the ocean floor
Enough Dylan to last me five days
Expecting one more snowstorm almost inevitable
If the groundhog lied in temporary assurance of another nice day
Don't throw your life away and hearken to enjoy your presence
Come one in the afternoon
Just need to listen for that Spirit that speaks softly
At forty-five attempting to float upstream...
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