pillion

Pillion
3-8-15


They lie in wait for their own blood
Soon to partake again in my Irish Spring soap sud
Trying to stir it up last night
I was back to square negative ten
But today I know my brew by its cup
Saddling up the pillion
Sitting on gold worth a million
Time to step in the water
And come out oft refreshed
say to the stone thou hast brought me forth
As so come Tuesday I go again north
Even when things go south
It is God that hath made my mouth....








On Jeremiah 2:27 (check this out)
3-8-15


To strip away the old degree
I still am and I'll do just me
For tires spitting gravel for all races
To see they have turned their backs to rough tracks
It's no longer about phenomena
As their books in their chaotic stacks
Not according to what one lacks
It's been years since I tasted of my Big Macs
Not very poetic but it will suffice
For another new beginning
And it's going to be another prolific one
And in the time of their trouble
They will say O, arise and save us...










Let's Begin
3-8-15


I am ready Let's get on with it
O let's begin
To yet arrive and to be gone with it
When I lose indeed I win
O, generation
See ye the Word that I see
In the wilderness of my Zin
But what are thy gods that thou made thee
No better than a bowling pin
Likened unto an endless leaden sky
We can see through ones closed third eye
If they can save thee in a time of trouble
O, what good is it
In bursting your bubble
Clean again as a baby's rump
And no more beard stubble
Taking comfort in my sideburns
My inner Jew agrees...










Caption
3-8-15


Come the caption
Reading God reprimands
A scholar goes back to class with clean hands
And a student of the Word doth but thirst upon desert sands
Wherefore will you plead with me
A poet understands
Learning to live with the ads between tracks
Learning to converse with all lads carrying backpacks
I still have not turned away from nails and thumb tacks
More to yet hang up
And good coffee in my cup
I take the goods with their bads
Come the caption I make a note of
To but naturalize and internalize it...










Jealous
3-8-15


I see a jealous face in my photograph
Wanting for myself such a rod and staff
Dividing the waters
Crossing over to make them laugh
I had a humungous ego in such days
Still a part of me
According to the number of cities are my gods
In the form of curiosities
All have transgressed
In wait we have smitten our children
As one to cast stones in glass houses
It's so wrong
But I still love them in my God....










Weighings
3-8-15


To know wisdom and instruction
And their puzzling sayings
To perceive the words of understanding
Upon our scales our weighings
she cries out of chief concourses
By chains in their adornment
I have a need of shifting of gears
The fool is arrogant and self sufficient
They let me do my own thing
In this a wise man will hear and increase learning
This repetition so succors in ones pursuits
To get it all down pact
Wisdom calls aloud outside
And crieth in chief concourses...

prosperity

Abide In Prosperity
3-21-15


Ever of old
O, his tender mercies more precious than gold
Soon we will know not the cold
None can keep alive his own soul
By his loving kindness
All is to be bought and sold
Instructing sinners in the way ever of old
The humble and meek of the judgment and the justice we seek
He will guide us on through
Pardon mine iniquity for it is great
My soul will dwell at ease and abide in prosperity
Malarkey so my English teacher exclaims
In a dream of my enthusiasm
To return to a class I have not taken
I may have been mistaken
Ever of old
Moreover let him be your fear
As the beginning of all understanding...














Furthermore
3-21-15


A male without blemish
At ones own voluntary will
So I hire today
To make clean my windowsill
She says I'm in need of assistance
For signs and wonders
But I must say
I'm satisfied in my spoils and plunders
Think not ahead, the wise man said
Keep on writing and stay out of bed
So says the pothead
And keep on playing albums
Of the Grateful Dead
For today I am stuffed and well fed
Moreover and furthermore
Write with a man's pen
Upon these tablets of stone....








Careful With The Sponge
3-21-15


Going to battle again with my kitchen sink
Smell of Lysol on my hands
Really makes me think
It shows I'm working on it
Trembling on the brink
Nevertheless the gloom will be as daylight
Now made more available due to the season
By the Way of the sea beyond Jordan
Thirsty for the rivers is our reason
Remembering brother Eugene
A name I can mention
Because he is in a Floyd tune
In their early years
Going to battle again
With my cabinet doors
Lysol on my hands
So repels the whores
A laugh and a half
But I forget just how to...








My Warrior's Sandal
3-21-15


Putting on my warrior's sandal
For my noisy battle
I go to war with the dirt of another scandal
Raising oxen, sheep and cattle
Trying to live just for today
Nevertheless unto us a Child is born
Unto us a Son is given
Wonderful, O Councellor, O mighty
Tomorrow this I will celebrate
He will make it glorious
By the Way of the sea
O, will I ever touch my toes
In those waters again
Come the increase of his government and peace
Jesus knows
To but activate another pen
And the rod of his oppressor
The poet strives for mastery of deep thoughts
By the purchase of another plastic pack of ten....








Asshur
3-21-15


Come regard for the peculiar people
We are his treasure
Not according to the height of the steeple
We are his pleasure
Going to battle with the toilet again
A man ought to respect it
Woe unto those who write of misfortunes
Which they have prescribed in leisure
Swallowed up and destroyed
I pour myself another cup
To be made again tomorrow morning overjoyed
But not too much of a smile a man can put on
Asshur in the Hebrew
Not such a bad place after all
Come regard for his peculiar people
God is still on his throne.....








Calneh
3-21-15


At Calneh, at Carchermish
Places I have never known
Where we can bring up some good fish
Be careful with that sponge, Eugene
A name I can mention
Because such is written in an old Floyd tune
By the light of tonight's new moon
Part of my dark side at Hamath like Arpad
Some abominations are not really all that bad
As Samaria like Damascus
In some things such as these
I don't mind going mad
O, how can God be jealous when he knows
I suppose it is because he loves us
As compassion like a rose
She grows....

A.W.O.L.

A.W.O.L. Revisited
2-14-15


A.W.O.L. from the event
And in this I will not repent
Put Milton and Blake on the back burner
Where mushrooms are sautéed
Still possessive about my books and pens
In that I know that I will see my fish bellies and lions' dens
Stand, O stand yeah, they shall cry
Where I give up the question why
A.W.O.L. from where I ought to be
But that's just me just being me
She is empty, void and waste
My heart will melt tonight
In my computer chair
I'm A.W.O.L.








Pollution Pretty
2-14-15


Music is something to lean back on
When my English teacher says that I am cheating
I let them go their separate ways
Soon to be ravenously eating
Woe and weal to the bloody city
It is full of lies and the pollution on the streets can look pretty
Because of another order of fries
I'm going crazy recycling the same old thoughts
That lead to deeper emotions
The lion sore enough for his whelps
And filled his holes with prey....










I Survived Valentines Day
2-15-15


Being paranoid is our instinct and our response
Courageous is a choice just as is love
Got to stay free and seek those things above
Faith can overcome
In a dream last night I made peace with an enemy
Got to stay free
Today I stay home due to extreme weather
Heavy wine, a boulder
Yet light like a goose feather
We have to stay free....








Swagger
2-15-15


All God's children
They got swagger
As so to my kitchen
I saunter and stagger
We've got the truth right before us
With my pagan heart and Christian intentions
I'm off to another good start
All God's children
They've got heart
We die to live
To make a new start
Back at the coffee house
The day after tomorrow
I live for today
And I will be seen on through....








Facing Trials
2-15-15


Facing trials soon to be
I dream of making peace with another enemy
The saints are feeling down
And such is as me
Up at half past five
To choose this I am free
Where truth is easily found right before my eyes
I pray for her to find it
Folks don't want to hear the word
Because they feel condemned
And I understand this
I've been there
I'm facing trials this week
Divine appointments
Looking bleak
I embark on victory
Facing trials....








Yasha
2-15-15


Yasha is the Hebrew
O, am I so
I want to know for sure that I am
One thing I lack
I have great musical possessions
That one day will return to the dust
According to my covetousness and lust
O, in what do I put my trust
I intend to surrender it all over to Christ
And thank him for the things I have
Namely a shelter from the elements
By sub zero wind chill factors
Yasha in the Hebrew
O, am I the real deal
Or am I just these words....

just enjoy now

Just Enjoy Now
2-14-15


The tuning of my will to his will
A beat up guitar and no such learned skill
One more hour till I'm in the clear
I'm sick and tired of living in fear
Mission accomplished I write my mind and heart another day
I might lose my mind tomorrow
But it will be another chance to pray
Disillusioned by the same old sound
My fire seems to be in the lost and found
In a lonely night
Out in the pouring rain
Courageous is the choice
As being afraid is the instinct and response
Faith will overcome this fear
The tuning of my will to His
O, be of good cheer....


































Doers
2-14-15


Not hearers but doers may us be
All of this seems to be in vain
According to what I cannot see
As available reading material
In what I've already written
I have my work cut out for me
As one to desacralize the moment
In looking too far ahead
Just enjoy the Now
Even in what is secular
The bible is deeper than the deepest of seas
They shall run like the lightnings
And we will escape....














































True Test
2-14-15


Wednesday will be a true test
Just to make it through
As Tuesday will be too
Just enjoy the Now and bask in what is new
Why do you treat me so unkind
To struggle through barbed wire for you
Jesus has already been there and done that
It doesn't look like it will snow soon
I pray that they will all make it safe under skies of blue
Where chariots will rage and I turn the page
Good morning it's almost half past four
Insanely early even for the whore
This week will be a true test...




























Done Blogging For Today
2-14-15

Done my blogging for the day
I wait on a call from my brother
It seems when I want him he's not there
But I won't say O, poor me
Instead I say O, praise God
He shall recount his worthies
He shall remember his nobles
And I am one with an apple or two to devour
Praying for the neighborhood
And our safety in the blowing winds
Nineveh is old but all is new to me
And I still look back
Trying to recreate all joy
I had when I was there...










Ode To O.K.
2-14-15


My main man is officially on
And tomorrow I will be up again before the dawn
Prepared to lose it all again
Praying earnestly for tablet and pen
The gates of the rivers shall be opened
And the palace will be dissolved
The word of God does not come back void
Where another equation is solved
And I want to say that I don't care
Because it hurts to be as one to not go there
Living on club crackers and walnuts
Where Huzzab is led away captive
Such as I back in Babylon
By my own free choice...








Playing Modern Times
2-14-15


Giving rest to my Aiwa
To tune back into Dylan
Just chilling
And cups filling
All you can do
Is do what you must do
And do it well
So I do just this
In hopes for my future and books to sell
Take ye spoil of silver and gold
Stay in where it's warm
Because tonight it's getting cold
Fresh food and water for the cat
I treat her like a queen
And I still search diligently
For what all of this can mean
You're always on my mind...

post 40

Post Forty
2-25-15


Post forty
Another notebook from May of thirteen
Still a shorty
I mean what I say
And I say what I mean
Whom Jehovah remembers
I put forth my love
With Zechariah
With plans to read again the minor prophets
And rock on to present this message of love
In the ears of those still in exile
As I still am somehow
Where adversaries write to Darius
Between the Tigris and Euphrates
Our Babylon, our exile
Of all things yet vain
Of pleasure that comes with the pain
Such was my milestone better than a millstone
Post forty
And another study in Ezra
O, will I return but to what...








Festive
2-25-15


Of Haggai that is festive
Call me up and tell me that I'm not alone
With his message to the Jews returning from exile
Some are banished by their own conscious choice
Such as I still hearing such a voice
As one to both mourn and rejoice
To Darius, all peace
They want me to participate
Yet I have the right to decline
I smoke another cigarette
Not knowing where in the sand to draw that line
In a rundown bed and breakfast
A car with a seven year warranty
In the days of used to be
Of Haggai that is festive
I am not the partying type
At Achmetha my scroll is found....












Sixty Cubits Square
2-25-15


Of Cyrus the sun
I am not the one
To with you have some fun
To proclaim the temple to be rebuilt
Where wine and coffee for higher purposes is spilt
The Spirit caused me to turn back the pages
To embark on another study of the River that rages
And I try again when it comes to you
Of parrots permitted to perch on the top of their cages
This I must say is beautiful
Like the gate we are yet to enter
In sixty cubits square and laden with sin
This is the meat, the good stuff
In not need to retreat
I am not the one....








Adar Into Abib
2-25-15


Happy to be strong in my pet scorpion
I love her poison as if it were my medicine
In the month of Adar
Again I make it happen
Correlating all that is yet to follow
Of which month is this
For all beauty and bliss
O, may it not be in vain
To drink ones own piss
Of Aramaic stones of rolling
Still in bondage of bells to be tolling
Jesus please tell me that this was all for something
It happens to you and I
Next to a cat that would never hiss
And a row of new timber entering Abib
It comes to us quite soon
Overwhelmed again
By the waning of the moon
By expenses paid for
And the King's treasury
It really does not matter how....












Into The Next Shift
2-25-15


Will I come back from my exile
Lord willing
Putting behind me that extra mile
And time to be killing
By Ezra meaning help
For the lion and her whelp
Having a smoke in the attitude of gratitude
The head honchos are getting off their shift
Where anticipation will be my gift
In choosing to smile
Now is the first word of such a chapter
Where the temple is never finished
Not to add to it nor aught diminish
In the fifth month of Ab
I stay cool
As he who said there was no God
So is called the fool
O, will I come back from my exile
Or maybe go back to school
I record my dreams as I go
Where it is a strength to say that I don't know....










Only A Label
2-25-15


Start saying
Greater is He that is in you
Where confidence will yet save and win you
Assuming a moment of silence and solemnity
Trying to put a stop of talking about the past
To say every day
"I'm free to go my way"
Freedom has already been purchased
You don't need to function in your dysfunction
At another beautiful intersection and joyous junction
My brother calls me up again
But all I want right now is the pen
Whom the Son sets free is free indeed
Alcoholic is only a label
Not your identity
You are more determined
Than the enemy will ever be
We often invite the malady into our lives
It's only a label...

surface

Just Scratching The Surface
2-19-15


Most of us prefer to look back
As I take up today pens blue and black
I look forward to tomorrow
If the winds aren't too strong to go
We are as grasshoppers
They are too tall
So we make our lame excuses come nightfall
When we trade the mission for the method
We can make ourselves as the golden calf
Still in search for my better half
God already has it all lined up
And I must believe this...


























Deep Freeze
2-14-15


Subzero temperatures overnight
This is only temporary
God is good and I am thankful here on earth
I have my cake and another snapshot
From the days when I was awake
Now there's no going back
God gives me as much as I can take
We will never figure the church out
We will always know a fraction of such a doubt
O, pray for D.R. and his grandchildren
Tomorrow is a go day
God and weather permitting
In a need for that windex once again....










I'm Not The Only One
2-14-15


I'm not the only one who didn't show up
So I set aside again my coffee cup
To maybe make some tea and wind down just a little
Because to choose this I am free
Choosing to play Warrant
For something nostalgic yet to see
Come ten in the morning
It's going to be another prolific one
By my goal to learn to breathe all over again
Without asphyxiation
My two last dollars into the offering plate
To learn how to love and forget how to hate
I'm not the only one...










I Can See Again
2-14-15


Haleluliah
I can see again
The windex did the trick
And I take up the pen smoking like the devil
Because I have them
Using sugar sparingly
Monday I get four more pounds
To fill up my canister
We are a living and breathing organism
To strain forward and to press on
Come the goal to take one verse and live it out
We need to learn by doing something and I do this
Ignorance is no longer an option
In that such can be as bliss
Using my sugar sparingly
I got my list made up already for Monday...








Odd Snowflake
2-14-15


They love me just the way I am
Even when I don't make the scene
I can hold off from potatoes and ham
Yet so heavenly minded
That there would be no one to understand me
Not a statement of conceit
But an utterance of feeling that I don't belong there
One more hour till I'm in the clear
In the need of the Holy Spirit to live it out
I am what I am
Like an odd snowflake that melts quickly
They were waiting for a storm
But it never came
I'm backing it up....










Pray Now
2-14-15


Pray on it on the way back home
Pray now to get started my new chapter
Given the know how
Where the poison is the remedy
By the blade of my plow
Turning the pulpit over to Dylan
Playing Blood on the Tracks just chilling
Bird on the horizon
Takes off in flight singing just for you
Sometime later on tonight
A soldier looks to his commander
Not to the world
And this truth is out of sight
Pray on it on the way back home
Pray now....

Sheaf

Sheaf
4-18-15


O, dilapidated sheaf
I will not make myself accountable
To turn over a new leaf
O, worn out tablet
I hope to make this visit brief
To report a great commotion
Out of the north country
I will go there today and get what I need
And cut my fingernails so I won't make my cuticles bleed
Had to turn off the soccer game
Before it reminded me of my days of wine and excess
I wait for Mother's call
In hopes that she is on her way
God bless her
May us have a peaceful lunch
Amen and Amen...


















Jugglery
4-18-15


Juggling manuscripts
There might be a change of plans
In that it might be called off
It's all in God's hands
I miss her performing feats of dexterity
But taking not pride in what I'm dealing with
It's all in the hands of God
Knavish and selfish still am I
Ready to go but it might be called off
It's all in the hands of God
Remembering that this is only temporary
Jacob was as this
Tossing the salad of excess verbiage
Think good thoughts
You will get over it
And accept it for what it is
For rocks on the road
And another verse to goad
Juggling manuscripts
Another fresh ode...






















Burthen
4-18-15


I read again the book of Micha
Thinking such is just as well a name of a polished stone
Asking how can I apply this to my life
To kick my shoes away and surrender to a change of plans
Obey God and live in peace
It is why we need to read the book and glean those grapes
In all sizes and their fermenting shapes
They went after other gods
But God still loves them
A higher love than the way I love you
Try to be truthful in the way that you really feel
And don't bottle it up inside
Do right and succeed....








Do Right And Succeed
4-18-15


By our waste earth
Covering a mineral deposit
We see fit to have an open mind
To something new in God
There is no burden too heavy to pull the cart
And still practice my art
Art of listening
I need yet polish a collection just to look upon
I'll never get around to playing them all
I'm going to pass muster on Monday
And let it all up to God
Whether or not she arrives
A conspiracy is found among the men of Judah
And I believe that Jesus could be a good friend of even Buddha
Do right and succeed....










Amberjack
4-18-15


I inquire
O, does God play games
Of ambergris and amberjacks
Of opaque secretion
And carangid fish of warm Atlantic waters
Sometimes in fighting the weight of the world
Where I'm praying for all sons and daughters
Up since two, a restlessness true
If I were you I'd watch and pray
And thank God for skies of blue
Stop here for awhile and do what you need to
Crank up the A.C. and peace out until it's time to go...










Going Another Round
4-18-15


Going another round with it
Mom's running late
But at least she is on her way
In the corner of the ring with my rival
They cry unto their gods and offer incense
To each his own
Once I was afraid of the dark
And sometimes these days I'm afraid of the light
Six more hours till sundown
O, I'm tired of that countdown
According to the number of street corners are our gods
And I put my Spirit within you and cause you to walk in these statutes
God will give right Spirit where we must exercise right will
And you will dwell in the land I gave to your fathers
And ye will be my people....