Translucent
4-26-15
Rock on, O Chalcedony
Party on yeah poet and scholar
For a cat never in need of a flea collar
Translucent and transparent of milky and grayish quartz
With microscopic crystals of all kinds and sorts
The Word sometimes can be gruesome
Where I started smoking with Newports
Elders next to the slain
For pleasure and for pain
To wash their hands over the heifer
Beheaded in the valley
Call it murder
But this is what they did about it
To say our hands did not shed this blood
Neither have our eyes seen it....
An Holy Hug
4-26-15
In deep study of Scripture
So shall you enter the Way, the path and the light
Where darkness must yet dissipate
One extreme to another
Dylan and White Zombie
A great combination for poets
Loving the cool breeze through my east window
Where blood will be forgiven them
It is good for a man not to touch a woman
I made my entrance and she gave me a hug
I felt quite welcome
With love that acts like a drug
Again I needed new blinds
But I failed to draw them when I am naked
To put off my raiment of captivity and get into something cleaner
For discernment and demeanor...
Rave-Up
4-26-15
Dilapitated and ratty
Rough sounding and harsh
It's all music to my beaten up ears
Boisterous and raucous
Not according to my fears
To rave-up and give vigor and to stir in milk
And add synthetic sugar
Still living in this rattrap of mine
But no worries now about needing to get out and get my wine
Ephemeral and lasting
Life is but a handbreadth
Compared to the rest of eternity
Poets often die young
And I accept these terms
Where the brightest flame burns quickest....
Shopping Trip
4-26-15
All my needs at stake
As one to give and not to take
I made my grocery list
To yet fake and make
And I see an employee taking a cigarette break
To ask how he likes the job of stocking
Getting through his day and a rocking
Give the king your judgments O God
And your righteousness to the king's son
We ask was Solomon faithful
He had a lot on his plate
He owned everything a man could ever want
That God did but create
I need to do this tomorrow
And I pray for good success in such
Amen and amen...
Turning My Calendars
4-26-15
Someday you'll be glad to have me around
I didn't mean to be a burden
I just want to be your friend
We will all understand one another in the end
Flipping my calendar over to May
Need a new bottle of multivitamins
Another siren
Another family to pray for
So much grief in the world
And folks that have it worse than we do
As the word hated so meant loved less
O, does God have partiality
In every nook and cranny
Acknowledge the Son and your have the Father
Ask a hard thing
Ask for a double portion today as you sing...
Preference Of The Dark
4-27-15
By my nocturne preference
I like the dark
In that it is peaceful and calm
Two more hours of daylight
I need to set it all aside and get something to eat
Had another retail dream about picking up trash
He said I needed to haul ass tomorrow
But I told him I was used to it
I am honest with my doctor today
I tell him that I'm not ready to quit smoking
Starting out the day with Stoner rock
Up at five, the door I need not lock
Be very brave, pensive and thoughtful
I am what I am in Jesus...
Monday, May 11, 2015
no offense
No Offense
4-26-15
As God commands thee
Destroy your idols and move on with your life
Holding out for something sweeter
And to relinquish all resentment and strife
And one too many early mornings
The boat leaves at about a quarter till nine
And I'll just be honest with the doctor
In hopes to keep composure
In hopes to get some closure
Where I have my rights
For the cities God gave to me
For an inheritance
In hopes for cool and quiet summer nights
And at the chime of four I begin again
And from the River to the ends of the earth
Those who dwell in the wilderness will bow before him...
Fermentation
4-26-15
Discovering a new method that sums it up
Like fermentation
I fill again my cup
It's the message, it's not the man
If it doesn't make sense it's faith
So I'll do the best I can
This is all I want to do all day long
To put forth my testimony
In the writing of my song
As God commands thee when you besiege a city
Destroy not its trees
For thou might eat of them pink ladies and galas and machintoches
The apples of his eyes, me and you
Throughout all generations
He comes down like rain
Upon the grass before mowing...
Besiege
4-26-15
O, could derision be of God
Laughing at my calamity
Or is this the way of the enemy
To discourage what I do here, now and today
That they teach and seduce
For the height of the pine, fir and spruce
O, beautiful cacophony
Do you yet traduce
Do not after their abominations
As Jesus died even for Bono and Bruce
As the cities God gives you for an inheritance
Go right in and claim them as your own
To the sound of base metals that rust and corrode
It does not need to be a dangerous road
The Word is life and a light to my path
Such a sword I take up
For love and not for wrath....
Life As A Dream
4-26-15
O, this life seems like a dream
O, I would fill another quire and its ream
Slowly unto autumn
I drink my coffee with or without cream
Recalling last night's vision
Of a fishing trip and a younger brother
That did prosper more than I
Such was a form of perhaps what I should have been
Down the road to ecstasy
Yet to build our bulwarks
An ounce of suspicion
Building walls against the city
Until they are subdued
I still take it all for granted
In this life that seems like a dream
There will be an abundance of grain in the earth
Its fruit shall wane like Lebanon
Amen...
Heliotrope
4-26-15
If one be found slain
May we be cleansed by the falling of rain
In the open country where it is not known who slain him
Where godliness is gain
For pleasure and for pain
The elders of the city will bring down an heifer in the rough valley
Another law not done away with
But so fulfilled in a love that never dies
And a word for the wise to watch another sunrise
And still get my eight hours of shuteyes
For the heliotrope, the turnsole and the bloodstone
And the fact that we won't stand here alone
Turning towards the sun
She is still beautiful to me
And I am a man of many lovers...
4-26-15
As God commands thee
Destroy your idols and move on with your life
Holding out for something sweeter
And to relinquish all resentment and strife
And one too many early mornings
The boat leaves at about a quarter till nine
And I'll just be honest with the doctor
In hopes to keep composure
In hopes to get some closure
Where I have my rights
For the cities God gave to me
For an inheritance
In hopes for cool and quiet summer nights
And at the chime of four I begin again
And from the River to the ends of the earth
Those who dwell in the wilderness will bow before him...
Fermentation
4-26-15
Discovering a new method that sums it up
Like fermentation
I fill again my cup
It's the message, it's not the man
If it doesn't make sense it's faith
So I'll do the best I can
This is all I want to do all day long
To put forth my testimony
In the writing of my song
As God commands thee when you besiege a city
Destroy not its trees
For thou might eat of them pink ladies and galas and machintoches
The apples of his eyes, me and you
Throughout all generations
He comes down like rain
Upon the grass before mowing...
Besiege
4-26-15
O, could derision be of God
Laughing at my calamity
Or is this the way of the enemy
To discourage what I do here, now and today
That they teach and seduce
For the height of the pine, fir and spruce
O, beautiful cacophony
Do you yet traduce
Do not after their abominations
As Jesus died even for Bono and Bruce
As the cities God gives you for an inheritance
Go right in and claim them as your own
To the sound of base metals that rust and corrode
It does not need to be a dangerous road
The Word is life and a light to my path
Such a sword I take up
For love and not for wrath....
Life As A Dream
4-26-15
O, this life seems like a dream
O, I would fill another quire and its ream
Slowly unto autumn
I drink my coffee with or without cream
Recalling last night's vision
Of a fishing trip and a younger brother
That did prosper more than I
Such was a form of perhaps what I should have been
Down the road to ecstasy
Yet to build our bulwarks
An ounce of suspicion
Building walls against the city
Until they are subdued
I still take it all for granted
In this life that seems like a dream
There will be an abundance of grain in the earth
Its fruit shall wane like Lebanon
Amen...
Heliotrope
4-26-15
If one be found slain
May we be cleansed by the falling of rain
In the open country where it is not known who slain him
Where godliness is gain
For pleasure and for pain
The elders of the city will bring down an heifer in the rough valley
Another law not done away with
But so fulfilled in a love that never dies
And a word for the wise to watch another sunrise
And still get my eight hours of shuteyes
For the heliotrope, the turnsole and the bloodstone
And the fact that we won't stand here alone
Turning towards the sun
She is still beautiful to me
And I am a man of many lovers...
lath
Lath
8-20-14
Of latticework and of lath
Of our backing for our plasters
And another fresh hot bath
For this support of our roofing
To but do the math
As Philistines are spread in the valley of Rephaim
To but go up and fetch a compass
And to be pardoned of all such wrath
By these cascade sessions that I yet revive
O, go up for I shall deliver them into your hand
O, I step on out of the water refreshed....
Trellis
8-20-14
Smiting Philistines from Geba unto Gazor
To gather together our chosen men
To but gabble about as sleep delays my life
Yet I will conquer this fear and its doubt
In my quick succession
I am far from being just and devout
Come the chime of noon
I choose another direct route
Yet to bring the ark up to Judah
And to but justify even Allah and Buddha
According to our trelliswork
I get my fix on my smoke and my perk
To support these growing vines
And to require not such wonders or signs...
Our Uzzah
8-20-14
The Lord's anger so is kindled
Against our modern day Uzzah
I've seen the signs and the eyes smote there
For his error in these lies by plain pilaster
Of calamity and disaster
A baby cries because he cannot enunciate what he means to say
Of helloes and goodbyes
As David plays again on instruments of fir wood
Upon psalteries and harps
And the inquiry of whys
Projected from a far wall
To but form it column
As this love never dies...
Penobscot
8-20-14
O, I see the beauty of the light of music
It's all rock and roll to me
As poetry by my pillar of voices
Talking somewhere in the house about me and you
Drifting down the Penobscot
Where I can say that I love you a lot
And David dances before the Lord
But not according to what is naught
Sometimes I feel like I can't even sing
Going yet six more paces towards my boundary between us
Girded in a linen ephod
O, I see the beauty of the light of music...
Involvement (Risk)
8-20-14
Into the house of Obed-Edom
His household is but blessed
David is afraid of God in such a day
With syllables yet to be stressed
In all enunciation
By the second chapter of the book of Acts
Concerning involvement
To but think upon such so such scares us away
In the light of a word such as left
The system is broken
According to what it might cost you
I know these barricades
By which our involvement requires a risk....
"...I Can't Say I Don't Need You..."
8-20-14
I recognize the weapons
According to these similitudes
Beating spears into pruninghooks
Ye are the salt of the earth
I take on what I don't want to hear
About concerning isolation
Being as many members but one body
I cannot say I have not need of you
O, let love be without dissimulation
In that I cannot deny it
To cleave to that which is good
This is my mistake
By mahogany and cedar wood
I raise the wall
Wherein I find my consolation
As a family that has been fragmented
We are all of one bread....
8-20-14
Of latticework and of lath
Of our backing for our plasters
And another fresh hot bath
For this support of our roofing
To but do the math
As Philistines are spread in the valley of Rephaim
To but go up and fetch a compass
And to be pardoned of all such wrath
By these cascade sessions that I yet revive
O, go up for I shall deliver them into your hand
O, I step on out of the water refreshed....
Trellis
8-20-14
Smiting Philistines from Geba unto Gazor
To gather together our chosen men
To but gabble about as sleep delays my life
Yet I will conquer this fear and its doubt
In my quick succession
I am far from being just and devout
Come the chime of noon
I choose another direct route
Yet to bring the ark up to Judah
And to but justify even Allah and Buddha
According to our trelliswork
I get my fix on my smoke and my perk
To support these growing vines
And to require not such wonders or signs...
Our Uzzah
8-20-14
The Lord's anger so is kindled
Against our modern day Uzzah
I've seen the signs and the eyes smote there
For his error in these lies by plain pilaster
Of calamity and disaster
A baby cries because he cannot enunciate what he means to say
Of helloes and goodbyes
As David plays again on instruments of fir wood
Upon psalteries and harps
And the inquiry of whys
Projected from a far wall
To but form it column
As this love never dies...
Penobscot
8-20-14
O, I see the beauty of the light of music
It's all rock and roll to me
As poetry by my pillar of voices
Talking somewhere in the house about me and you
Drifting down the Penobscot
Where I can say that I love you a lot
And David dances before the Lord
But not according to what is naught
Sometimes I feel like I can't even sing
Going yet six more paces towards my boundary between us
Girded in a linen ephod
O, I see the beauty of the light of music...
Involvement (Risk)
8-20-14
Into the house of Obed-Edom
His household is but blessed
David is afraid of God in such a day
With syllables yet to be stressed
In all enunciation
By the second chapter of the book of Acts
Concerning involvement
To but think upon such so such scares us away
In the light of a word such as left
The system is broken
According to what it might cost you
I know these barricades
By which our involvement requires a risk....
"...I Can't Say I Don't Need You..."
8-20-14
I recognize the weapons
According to these similitudes
Beating spears into pruninghooks
Ye are the salt of the earth
I take on what I don't want to hear
About concerning isolation
Being as many members but one body
I cannot say I have not need of you
O, let love be without dissimulation
In that I cannot deny it
To cleave to that which is good
This is my mistake
By mahogany and cedar wood
I raise the wall
Wherein I find my consolation
As a family that has been fragmented
We are all of one bread....
Sunday, May 10, 2015
exhort
Exhort
8-20-14
Truth brings a smile
And now I am lost again
Reality brings tears
By the workings today
Of such a black and humble pen
O, exhort and hold down the fort
O, admonish according to the love of a higher sort
The sun makes his way out onto the scene
As this grace has appeared to all men
O, just turn it on
I'm lost again
By his own special people
Zealous for good works
O, speak these things and exhort
Letting no one despise you
Exhort...
Another Shaving Cut
8-20-14
Without blood there is no remission
I say this much to but justify another shaving cut
Where I'm still in my rut
Of my if, and and but
With my front door securely shut
With my honey roasted peanut
I hope to stop the bleeding
In that San Francisco is leading
And football fans left me wanting and needing
To speak evil of no one
And to invite the light
Of our taken for granted sun
These things are good and profitable
To obtain I will but run
Without blood there is no remission
O, pardon here the pun...
On Titus 3:7
8-20-14
Having been justified by his grace
That we should become as heirs in a better place
Where this is not a racy race
This is a faithful saying
By these things I affirm
These things are good and profitable
To but confirm
Having been justified by his blood
I ponder on in the chewing of my cud
Skirting around strivings about the law
It's what you do in taking your steak raw
Having been justified we stand fast...
Apollos Watered
8-20-15
O, I have planted and Apollos has watered
O, Christ gives the increase
And the people hath slaughtered
As I decide to spend my summer here in captivity
Sending Zenus on his journey
So that we will have lack of nothing
To but meet their urgent needs
That they may not be unfruitful
O, greet all of those that love us in the faith
And may grace be unto you
Amen, O, by the power of this pen
We will do it all again....
My Blue Transition
8-20-14
All my life I've searched for this
Changing over to my blue pen
Content with well being
And to cease the chase for bliss
Halelujiah
It is a manifestation I won't need to miss
According to the epistle to Philemon
And its love exemplified
And his intercession for Onesimus
Upon a path narrow yet in mind broad and wide
To the beloved Apphia
It's a beautiful life if we swallow our pride
As we have great joy and consolation in your love....
Of Conduct
8-20-14
Called to be an Apostle
By the finding of our dinosaur fossil
In contrast with the illustration
By our family and its walk and its actual state
To but stand in grace
Now I plead with you my brethren
To be here in a better place
I pour another cup of coffee
And I celebrate my smoothness upon my face
Where human wisdom divides the body
As these divisions will be our can of mace
By these beginnings upon another island by Chistia
Conduct and freedom in Thailand
And this liberty that doesn't come for free
I see much of you in what is as me....
8-20-14
Truth brings a smile
And now I am lost again
Reality brings tears
By the workings today
Of such a black and humble pen
O, exhort and hold down the fort
O, admonish according to the love of a higher sort
The sun makes his way out onto the scene
As this grace has appeared to all men
O, just turn it on
I'm lost again
By his own special people
Zealous for good works
O, speak these things and exhort
Letting no one despise you
Exhort...
Another Shaving Cut
8-20-14
Without blood there is no remission
I say this much to but justify another shaving cut
Where I'm still in my rut
Of my if, and and but
With my front door securely shut
With my honey roasted peanut
I hope to stop the bleeding
In that San Francisco is leading
And football fans left me wanting and needing
To speak evil of no one
And to invite the light
Of our taken for granted sun
These things are good and profitable
To obtain I will but run
Without blood there is no remission
O, pardon here the pun...
On Titus 3:7
8-20-14
Having been justified by his grace
That we should become as heirs in a better place
Where this is not a racy race
This is a faithful saying
By these things I affirm
These things are good and profitable
To but confirm
Having been justified by his blood
I ponder on in the chewing of my cud
Skirting around strivings about the law
It's what you do in taking your steak raw
Having been justified we stand fast...
Apollos Watered
8-20-15
O, I have planted and Apollos has watered
O, Christ gives the increase
And the people hath slaughtered
As I decide to spend my summer here in captivity
Sending Zenus on his journey
So that we will have lack of nothing
To but meet their urgent needs
That they may not be unfruitful
O, greet all of those that love us in the faith
And may grace be unto you
Amen, O, by the power of this pen
We will do it all again....
My Blue Transition
8-20-14
All my life I've searched for this
Changing over to my blue pen
Content with well being
And to cease the chase for bliss
Halelujiah
It is a manifestation I won't need to miss
According to the epistle to Philemon
And its love exemplified
And his intercession for Onesimus
Upon a path narrow yet in mind broad and wide
To the beloved Apphia
It's a beautiful life if we swallow our pride
As we have great joy and consolation in your love....
Of Conduct
8-20-14
Called to be an Apostle
By the finding of our dinosaur fossil
In contrast with the illustration
By our family and its walk and its actual state
To but stand in grace
Now I plead with you my brethren
To be here in a better place
I pour another cup of coffee
And I celebrate my smoothness upon my face
Where human wisdom divides the body
As these divisions will be our can of mace
By these beginnings upon another island by Chistia
Conduct and freedom in Thailand
And this liberty that doesn't come for free
I see much of you in what is as me....
Saturday, May 9, 2015
acceptance
Acceptance
4-11-10
What I've been through ought to be ancient history
And in looking back what I am to face ought not be the mystery
And voices say I can't and I ask, O why not
As I come to acceptance of how my teeth will rot
But O, so what is the best thing to say when you're a nut
Proud in such a mentality
Drives me to drink more in my fatality
Yet it seems that in such I exaggerate
Thinking one month ahead
To say that I can't wait
Sleep on it so says the white rabbit
That I still chase....
Lift Me Up
4-11-10
I know that God always comes through
Even in the times and seasons when I fail to
He is mighty but I am weak
The sky is bright even when the atmosphere is bleak
But things can be a whole lot worse
Not the best of encouragement
As I face this curse
As, I want more, so is the nature for us to say
As we soon see a need to lie down and pray
And here is a lesson to learn in all of this
That in past tense parties
Not much did we miss....
Yet To Slay
4-11-10
The heathen helped forward such affliction
As the saints still refuse to renounce their addiction
And I'm caught in a corner with nothing left to say
As I have gargoyles and dragons yet to slay
But O why can't we all get along
And O, why can't we all tell right from wrong
Ignorant of the obvious
We try to write ourselves a new song
It's not as bad as we think
When our spirits in swamps we will sink
And emotionally might be melodramatic
Where all I get is feedback and static...
Four And Five
4-11-10
Consider the four horns that scattered Judah
See to the four elements
And the fifth that make up Buddha
As hopelessly I yet proceed
I get what I want but I lack what I need
Hoping to let God and let go
Hoping to get my ticket to go back to the show
As I have more than enough music to get by
Where I see my low to serve as my high
As my shirt will brush against my chest
and in such sensation I will yet invest
And we count on sanity to face our every night....
When You Can No Longer Read
4-11-10
When you can no longer read or take notes
We are drowning in the sea to count on life boats
As we have our emotions bottled up inside
Where the sea is as deep as it is wide
And it takes all I've got to regulate
As it takes even more for me to relate
I am a man seemed to be forgotten
As grape skins get a tan
As in time they are rotten
And if I can sit back
I can partake of my ribs of half rack...
Glory In The Melancholy
4-12-10
Cannot give enough reverence and fear
For the one that brought us all the way here
It's been a long time since my elder cat has shown her face
But all will come to be according to God's grace
As such a melody is folly
As we find glory in the melancholy
So it seems like one big contradiction
Where security and consolation will be my addiction
It's a good thing that they don't know what's in my bloodstream
When still there are fires and floods and swarms of bees
In my early morning dream....
4-11-10
What I've been through ought to be ancient history
And in looking back what I am to face ought not be the mystery
And voices say I can't and I ask, O why not
As I come to acceptance of how my teeth will rot
But O, so what is the best thing to say when you're a nut
Proud in such a mentality
Drives me to drink more in my fatality
Yet it seems that in such I exaggerate
Thinking one month ahead
To say that I can't wait
Sleep on it so says the white rabbit
That I still chase....
Lift Me Up
4-11-10
I know that God always comes through
Even in the times and seasons when I fail to
He is mighty but I am weak
The sky is bright even when the atmosphere is bleak
But things can be a whole lot worse
Not the best of encouragement
As I face this curse
As, I want more, so is the nature for us to say
As we soon see a need to lie down and pray
And here is a lesson to learn in all of this
That in past tense parties
Not much did we miss....
Yet To Slay
4-11-10
The heathen helped forward such affliction
As the saints still refuse to renounce their addiction
And I'm caught in a corner with nothing left to say
As I have gargoyles and dragons yet to slay
But O why can't we all get along
And O, why can't we all tell right from wrong
Ignorant of the obvious
We try to write ourselves a new song
It's not as bad as we think
When our spirits in swamps we will sink
And emotionally might be melodramatic
Where all I get is feedback and static...
Four And Five
4-11-10
Consider the four horns that scattered Judah
See to the four elements
And the fifth that make up Buddha
As hopelessly I yet proceed
I get what I want but I lack what I need
Hoping to let God and let go
Hoping to get my ticket to go back to the show
As I have more than enough music to get by
Where I see my low to serve as my high
As my shirt will brush against my chest
and in such sensation I will yet invest
And we count on sanity to face our every night....
When You Can No Longer Read
4-11-10
When you can no longer read or take notes
We are drowning in the sea to count on life boats
As we have our emotions bottled up inside
Where the sea is as deep as it is wide
And it takes all I've got to regulate
As it takes even more for me to relate
I am a man seemed to be forgotten
As grape skins get a tan
As in time they are rotten
And if I can sit back
I can partake of my ribs of half rack...
Glory In The Melancholy
4-12-10
Cannot give enough reverence and fear
For the one that brought us all the way here
It's been a long time since my elder cat has shown her face
But all will come to be according to God's grace
As such a melody is folly
As we find glory in the melancholy
So it seems like one big contradiction
Where security and consolation will be my addiction
It's a good thing that they don't know what's in my bloodstream
When still there are fires and floods and swarms of bees
In my early morning dream....
emaciated
Emaciated
3-22-10
I read the short novel of Mice and Men
And it was just as deep as Stephen King
But nothing is as deep as the Bible
The stuff that makes even those that slouch sing
Emaciate spiritually
I need a fix of milk and meat
O, have I become a separatist
Or am I just me
Have I broken away from the pack
Or does God know that this is the way it would be
Am I still a narcissist
Or is it just the way that I look
When it seems that all that matters
Is to stay rooted in the good book
Still I learn the meaning of good work
And I stink
Because I think....
Green Day Pastiche Talking Blues
3-22-10
These are tough times
Out there will be breaks in between
Yeah, these are rough and rugged rhymes
Not like it was when I was seventeen
Midlife crisis?
Maybe
Youth? Still uncertain
Not time to pull the plug
Nor time to draw the curtain
Fucking up
It's what I'm good at
Need to learn how to say that I don't care
I've got my eye on you
So whispers my rival
But I say what the fuck
Now that I see that I've survived
Soon time to leave telephone messages
For those in need of enlightenment
Burying myself deeper and deeper
In words of grief and joy
When all and all I am no more than a boy...
Entitled To One's Grievances
3-22-10
Need to learn how to accept my imperfection
Yet to not compromise
Nor lean to the left or the right of limitation
Faced with a nasty and busy intersection
Sometimes satisfied to settle with a spurious imitation
Crab meat in crab meat is not always real
But we can bitch about it if that's the way we feel
We should be grateful
We should express our gratitude
But we're not always up for that kind of food
I know it's terrible
Which is why I seek after Saint Mark's next parable
I'm weak but still I will always seek...
Worse Than Pink
3-22-10
You ask diligently
What do I plan to accomplish
With what I've got here
And I'll respond by saying
I'm out to earn a dollar to buy my next beer
Going back in time to the wild west
So I can buy twenty
Not exactly the best plan
To find in the land of plenty
I stink
Only because I think
In a mental state
Sometimes even worse than Pink
As Jesus takes away all of such consequence
City in ruins, abode in madness
I can almost laugh and cry in this suspense
I've got no plan
I have not left an ounce of pride
The shit has hit the fan
They ask me if I did it and I lied
Still using my rival for a punching bag....
Corrosion And Erosion
3-22-10
Cussing at the television
Trying to feel a little better
Putting down a has-been
I only end up feeling worse
Rusty around the edges
With the proverb and the letter
Words can be used to build up
Or they will end up to serve as your curse
The world might end tomorrow night
Drink up, soldier and avail yourself of it with all your might
Blah, blah, blah, fa, la, la
But it turns out that it's still cool
Even when I end up the ass and the fool...
Voice (With A Capital)
3-22-10
I say Jesus, have mercy
The Voice says have mercy on yourself
Looking for stardom only to find a space station
Knowledge is vast in books on a shabby cluttered shelf
Latest talisman is a thick grown beard
Looking for stardom in a planetarium crazy and weird
This is bad poetry I refuse to polish
Pulling stunts in sighs and grunts
As the sandwich I demolish
Disturbed, so be it
Depressed, so be it
Desolation, so be it
Turn over a rock for a newt to free it
Defeated, so what
Deflated, so what
Walked my way through a massacre
Escaped with only a cut
I didn't get the joke
But it didn't matter
Remembering childhood
Digging in the cookie batter...
3-22-10
I read the short novel of Mice and Men
And it was just as deep as Stephen King
But nothing is as deep as the Bible
The stuff that makes even those that slouch sing
Emaciate spiritually
I need a fix of milk and meat
O, have I become a separatist
Or am I just me
Have I broken away from the pack
Or does God know that this is the way it would be
Am I still a narcissist
Or is it just the way that I look
When it seems that all that matters
Is to stay rooted in the good book
Still I learn the meaning of good work
And I stink
Because I think....
Green Day Pastiche Talking Blues
3-22-10
These are tough times
Out there will be breaks in between
Yeah, these are rough and rugged rhymes
Not like it was when I was seventeen
Midlife crisis?
Maybe
Youth? Still uncertain
Not time to pull the plug
Nor time to draw the curtain
Fucking up
It's what I'm good at
Need to learn how to say that I don't care
I've got my eye on you
So whispers my rival
But I say what the fuck
Now that I see that I've survived
Soon time to leave telephone messages
For those in need of enlightenment
Burying myself deeper and deeper
In words of grief and joy
When all and all I am no more than a boy...
Entitled To One's Grievances
3-22-10
Need to learn how to accept my imperfection
Yet to not compromise
Nor lean to the left or the right of limitation
Faced with a nasty and busy intersection
Sometimes satisfied to settle with a spurious imitation
Crab meat in crab meat is not always real
But we can bitch about it if that's the way we feel
We should be grateful
We should express our gratitude
But we're not always up for that kind of food
I know it's terrible
Which is why I seek after Saint Mark's next parable
I'm weak but still I will always seek...
Worse Than Pink
3-22-10
You ask diligently
What do I plan to accomplish
With what I've got here
And I'll respond by saying
I'm out to earn a dollar to buy my next beer
Going back in time to the wild west
So I can buy twenty
Not exactly the best plan
To find in the land of plenty
I stink
Only because I think
In a mental state
Sometimes even worse than Pink
As Jesus takes away all of such consequence
City in ruins, abode in madness
I can almost laugh and cry in this suspense
I've got no plan
I have not left an ounce of pride
The shit has hit the fan
They ask me if I did it and I lied
Still using my rival for a punching bag....
Corrosion And Erosion
3-22-10
Cussing at the television
Trying to feel a little better
Putting down a has-been
I only end up feeling worse
Rusty around the edges
With the proverb and the letter
Words can be used to build up
Or they will end up to serve as your curse
The world might end tomorrow night
Drink up, soldier and avail yourself of it with all your might
Blah, blah, blah, fa, la, la
But it turns out that it's still cool
Even when I end up the ass and the fool...
Voice (With A Capital)
3-22-10
I say Jesus, have mercy
The Voice says have mercy on yourself
Looking for stardom only to find a space station
Knowledge is vast in books on a shabby cluttered shelf
Latest talisman is a thick grown beard
Looking for stardom in a planetarium crazy and weird
This is bad poetry I refuse to polish
Pulling stunts in sighs and grunts
As the sandwich I demolish
Disturbed, so be it
Depressed, so be it
Desolation, so be it
Turn over a rock for a newt to free it
Defeated, so what
Deflated, so what
Walked my way through a massacre
Escaped with only a cut
I didn't get the joke
But it didn't matter
Remembering childhood
Digging in the cookie batter...
Friday, May 8, 2015
peep
Eat A Peep
3-21-15
Of our divine counsels
Eastward, northward
We travel tomorrow morning
God willing we ought to say
But invariably retribution doth fall on them
And much time today I am killing
Such is called an idol
Because one day it will return to the dust
As such is a no god
Because it is limited to our carnal lust
Not to open his mouth
Not even with a peep
As so these Easter themes
Will begin again to delve deep
Where no one moved his wing
But as for me I will stand up and sing
As if a rod could wield itself against those that lift it up...
Repute Revisited
3-21-15
Such a soul will dwell at ease
And abide in prosperity
Like a July afternoon breeze
According to all grace and her charity
The humble he will guide in justice
According to this nostalgic rarity
As daylight fades
As God doth instruct sinners in the Way
I tried to make good grades
But I always had something else to say
Come our savor of the Savior
And the power to interest and excite
In the palate there is a new flavor
About which tonight I will write
To perceive it with relish
To repute it to have it specified
Such a soul will dwell at ease
Even the man that didn't get down upon his knees....
The Law Is Love
3-21-15
By the offering with fine flour
And to pour oil upon it
The slogan of the hour
With frankincense we take our memorial
Where no leaven is to be burned with honey
And once more I am right on the money
Where all oblations are to be made with salt
Now that this is said
I must say that the law of love burns all of this away
To seek within, beyond and above
In just looking around
Looking for new flavors come the estimation
In the view of others
To go out into the world
And gain new brothers
To help us to get it together....
Bastion
3-21-15
By this burnt sacrifice
By this sweet savor
What is all of this for now
That we know of a Savior
Can't walk away from the price
But Jesus already knew the flavor ministered to
In the driest of places
Sweet dreams console ones future
Come our favorable reputation
You're going to love again
This was the song running through my mind
That kept my storm kind
Of flanks and caul
Of loins and fat
Towards my west wall
The dark sometimes is where it's at
By the bastion of democracy
We are given this choice to just be...
Bastion (Part 2)
3-21-15
These are my great writings
They are greater than me
In that they come from God
Come our side between the rib and the hip
By no such pride
Nor even trying to forget that trip
I take my sixty watt bulbs for granted
Yet to moderate my volume
And get a fresh grip
Commanded to sit tight
And wait for my divine interruption
These are my great writings
Like a volcanic eruption
Much to be reiterated
But for those who are just tuning in.
It's all fresh to us once more
By our projecting portion
At the base towards the main work
It is here, it is now
In our fortified place
I'll give it twenty minutes
To spend with my dear friend, Grace...
Duality Remains
3-21-15
Stooping down in the dollar general store
To purchase four new notebooks
I thought I smelled dog dung on my boots
Calories not burned become as fat
So tonight I partake in my fruits
Love, joy and peace
As I cheat in breaking out the cookies
I pray and I do not cease
O, what is the meaning of Leviticus
But the laws that were written
Even for people like us
My inner Jew agrees
As he encourages me to one day step upon the bus
For those that sin in ignorance
I wait in my longsuffering
O, divide it asunder and cut it in two
To be made whole once and twice again
As duality remains...
3-21-15
Of our divine counsels
Eastward, northward
We travel tomorrow morning
God willing we ought to say
But invariably retribution doth fall on them
And much time today I am killing
Such is called an idol
Because one day it will return to the dust
As such is a no god
Because it is limited to our carnal lust
Not to open his mouth
Not even with a peep
As so these Easter themes
Will begin again to delve deep
Where no one moved his wing
But as for me I will stand up and sing
As if a rod could wield itself against those that lift it up...
Repute Revisited
3-21-15
Such a soul will dwell at ease
And abide in prosperity
Like a July afternoon breeze
According to all grace and her charity
The humble he will guide in justice
According to this nostalgic rarity
As daylight fades
As God doth instruct sinners in the Way
I tried to make good grades
But I always had something else to say
Come our savor of the Savior
And the power to interest and excite
In the palate there is a new flavor
About which tonight I will write
To perceive it with relish
To repute it to have it specified
Such a soul will dwell at ease
Even the man that didn't get down upon his knees....
The Law Is Love
3-21-15
By the offering with fine flour
And to pour oil upon it
The slogan of the hour
With frankincense we take our memorial
Where no leaven is to be burned with honey
And once more I am right on the money
Where all oblations are to be made with salt
Now that this is said
I must say that the law of love burns all of this away
To seek within, beyond and above
In just looking around
Looking for new flavors come the estimation
In the view of others
To go out into the world
And gain new brothers
To help us to get it together....
Bastion
3-21-15
By this burnt sacrifice
By this sweet savor
What is all of this for now
That we know of a Savior
Can't walk away from the price
But Jesus already knew the flavor ministered to
In the driest of places
Sweet dreams console ones future
Come our favorable reputation
You're going to love again
This was the song running through my mind
That kept my storm kind
Of flanks and caul
Of loins and fat
Towards my west wall
The dark sometimes is where it's at
By the bastion of democracy
We are given this choice to just be...
Bastion (Part 2)
3-21-15
These are my great writings
They are greater than me
In that they come from God
Come our side between the rib and the hip
By no such pride
Nor even trying to forget that trip
I take my sixty watt bulbs for granted
Yet to moderate my volume
And get a fresh grip
Commanded to sit tight
And wait for my divine interruption
These are my great writings
Like a volcanic eruption
Much to be reiterated
But for those who are just tuning in.
It's all fresh to us once more
By our projecting portion
At the base towards the main work
It is here, it is now
In our fortified place
I'll give it twenty minutes
To spend with my dear friend, Grace...
Duality Remains
3-21-15
Stooping down in the dollar general store
To purchase four new notebooks
I thought I smelled dog dung on my boots
Calories not burned become as fat
So tonight I partake in my fruits
Love, joy and peace
As I cheat in breaking out the cookies
I pray and I do not cease
O, what is the meaning of Leviticus
But the laws that were written
Even for people like us
My inner Jew agrees
As he encourages me to one day step upon the bus
For those that sin in ignorance
I wait in my longsuffering
O, divide it asunder and cut it in two
To be made whole once and twice again
As duality remains...
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