Gotterdammerung
4-1-16
Seen and hefted
Come, go and run
Find the meaning in something new to you today
Praise God for golden plates and cold drinking water
To hold me over
Such a bear knows no prayer
So it's hello, Stranger
What will we find
Run for the hills no longer
May God's love be with you
Making mistakes enough to accept
What you are in his eyes
I hunger for reality
In making ourselves glad
To tenderly be kept tomorrow
I already overslept
O, Gotterdammerung
Show some gratitude...
Over Currituck
4-2-16
For a mood that lives and dies next week
For a patron that gives and contrives
To seek loving inside my lungs, heart and blood
Getting ready for another flood
What I am hearing is keeping me around
Over Currituck
I wake at quarter till five
With a numb left arm
As the room spins around
Taking up my demijohn
I need your love
O, I see her
Phobias needs not be named
When the sunrise stories told are handed down
Let's do what we can while still on the top
Not a lack of luck but of human nature
Get back to the bread of life
In that such is sacred....
Thursday, November 10, 2016
Friday, November 4, 2016
Potentate
Potentate
4-1-16
I'm going to put you in all of my books
Yes, Jesus I'm going to squeeze you like a lemon
On calamari and love you here and there
Forget my jealous eye
For you don't see it
There is no use for going such great lengths
For consolation
Turning on my cool air through my east wall
Another early heatwave for major moves
Seeking no place further
He just might be my brother
As so my flame has begun again
Right here and now
For the wandering Spirit of calm
Into the sublime....
Alastor
4-1-16
We need to shake ourselves from apathy and start loving
Turn the volume up just a tad
To serenade my other ears
And forget about my doubts and fears
Hold up your head
There's no knowing what love is all about
But the feeling manifest to most
At times of magic
As a young Alastor
I find new ways even if I know nothing
About such a topic of discussion
Where the scene is set
I know that the sun is going to shine
Does God still love America
We ask and get no answer
Upon our first inquiry
Sown in vain by Raleigh of the Creek
Peace and love to all and God says, "Wait"...
4-1-16
I'm going to put you in all of my books
Yes, Jesus I'm going to squeeze you like a lemon
On calamari and love you here and there
Forget my jealous eye
For you don't see it
There is no use for going such great lengths
For consolation
Turning on my cool air through my east wall
Another early heatwave for major moves
Seeking no place further
He just might be my brother
As so my flame has begun again
Right here and now
For the wandering Spirit of calm
Into the sublime....
Alastor
4-1-16
We need to shake ourselves from apathy and start loving
Turn the volume up just a tad
To serenade my other ears
And forget about my doubts and fears
Hold up your head
There's no knowing what love is all about
But the feeling manifest to most
At times of magic
As a young Alastor
I find new ways even if I know nothing
About such a topic of discussion
Where the scene is set
I know that the sun is going to shine
Does God still love America
We ask and get no answer
Upon our first inquiry
Sown in vain by Raleigh of the Creek
Peace and love to all and God says, "Wait"...
curious
I'm Curious
4-1-16
Experiencing curiosity about another testament of Jesus
As one to love everyone and shine my light
That strives to make the scene
Approaching noon in God
In am greater in El Shadai
I am a winner into the sublime time as seen amiss
O, my highness
Where do you want to go today
Some of us like a little bit of fat
In the eighty-one Irish hunger strike
As another evangelical looking for Ulysses
I won't need to dig too far
Onto the next plane
A journey and not a destination
One paragraph at a time
I'm the greatest
As one ought to think in Jesus.....
Even If It's Insane
4-1-16
"O, my God", I heard her say
The day I felt like I was out of tune
Like an old beat up guitar I part with
Now is the time for much words
On lonely Golgotha stood a cross
A great winning even in my loss
To continue my church trek
God knows what I will find
I forgive their sin and heal their land
I will have mercy when they humble themselves
And come to understanding
Another patriotic service at the B.B.C.
I still carry them in my heart
Let's bring in the fourth with gladness
Even if it's insane....
God Still Blesses America
4-1-16
Catch your players known as she pens
They write for me in a deep stream
Fish bite for me
Never mind the pitch
Calvinists I have salutation
And it's good enough
O, pray seek thy face
The liberal media says it's a bunch of garbage
But I can turn it into artwork in just this
O, get back to the Bread of life
O, Potentate our spiritual authority
A real hero is a child of God
Standing up for Jesus
Sin when finished bringeth forth death
In a need to shake ourselves from apathy
And be a "give a damn"
Tell me how it really feels
Catch your players....
4-1-16
Experiencing curiosity about another testament of Jesus
As one to love everyone and shine my light
That strives to make the scene
Approaching noon in God
In am greater in El Shadai
I am a winner into the sublime time as seen amiss
O, my highness
Where do you want to go today
Some of us like a little bit of fat
In the eighty-one Irish hunger strike
As another evangelical looking for Ulysses
I won't need to dig too far
Onto the next plane
A journey and not a destination
One paragraph at a time
I'm the greatest
As one ought to think in Jesus.....
Even If It's Insane
4-1-16
"O, my God", I heard her say
The day I felt like I was out of tune
Like an old beat up guitar I part with
Now is the time for much words
On lonely Golgotha stood a cross
A great winning even in my loss
To continue my church trek
God knows what I will find
I forgive their sin and heal their land
I will have mercy when they humble themselves
And come to understanding
Another patriotic service at the B.B.C.
I still carry them in my heart
Let's bring in the fourth with gladness
Even if it's insane....
God Still Blesses America
4-1-16
Catch your players known as she pens
They write for me in a deep stream
Fish bite for me
Never mind the pitch
Calvinists I have salutation
And it's good enough
O, pray seek thy face
The liberal media says it's a bunch of garbage
But I can turn it into artwork in just this
O, get back to the Bread of life
O, Potentate our spiritual authority
A real hero is a child of God
Standing up for Jesus
Sin when finished bringeth forth death
In a need to shake ourselves from apathy
And be a "give a damn"
Tell me how it really feels
Catch your players....
original
Another Original
4-1-16
Without imagining
I might as well be the missing link of her chain
As we stop to say hello
To come back alive in the subconscious
As something new
Confess with mouth
And believe with heart to be saved
As so fulfilled are the things craven
We all have head knowledge and a mental ascent
But let's be real and truly love them
Another sorry story
The original
The fool says in his heart
"There is no God"
O, blow it out
Merry heart like medicine
Looking for Franklin and Edison....
Next Plane
4-1-16
O, mighty oak trees
By an endless stream in eighty-nine
He was called to preach
Not wrong to be confrontational
Standing the test of time
America is dying
We have no heart upon these sands of time
Come angels and their halos
Making young children chew their gummy bear flavor vitamin pills
Giving me an unbreakable bond where we walk through hell together
The drugs do the trick if you believe it
In the next plane my pen flies like a hawk overhead
O, you merchants of Sidon
For the sea has spoken
O, mighty oak
My greatest transaction
In that one becomes.....
On Isaiah 15:1
4-1-16
Now make it swing
You looked in the Day to the armor
Of the House of the Forest
To seize the lover for worker bees
And the Queen, my lover
Say a prayer to become a ritual
Altars become empty
Don't get used to your name written in heaven
In going for the gusto
God wants us to live life more abundantly
He is the God of more than plenty
Go, proceed to this steward of Shebna
Replaced by Eliakin
If this means anything to anyone
I tell a sister about the colors of my five beads
An answer back from the Zodiac
I hope to fill their needs in prayer alone....
4-1-16
Without imagining
I might as well be the missing link of her chain
As we stop to say hello
To come back alive in the subconscious
As something new
Confess with mouth
And believe with heart to be saved
As so fulfilled are the things craven
We all have head knowledge and a mental ascent
But let's be real and truly love them
Another sorry story
The original
The fool says in his heart
"There is no God"
O, blow it out
Merry heart like medicine
Looking for Franklin and Edison....
Next Plane
4-1-16
O, mighty oak trees
By an endless stream in eighty-nine
He was called to preach
Not wrong to be confrontational
Standing the test of time
America is dying
We have no heart upon these sands of time
Come angels and their halos
Making young children chew their gummy bear flavor vitamin pills
Giving me an unbreakable bond where we walk through hell together
The drugs do the trick if you believe it
In the next plane my pen flies like a hawk overhead
O, you merchants of Sidon
For the sea has spoken
O, mighty oak
My greatest transaction
In that one becomes.....
On Isaiah 15:1
4-1-16
Now make it swing
You looked in the Day to the armor
Of the House of the Forest
To seize the lover for worker bees
And the Queen, my lover
Say a prayer to become a ritual
Altars become empty
Don't get used to your name written in heaven
In going for the gusto
God wants us to live life more abundantly
He is the God of more than plenty
Go, proceed to this steward of Shebna
Replaced by Eliakin
If this means anything to anyone
I tell a sister about the colors of my five beads
An answer back from the Zodiac
I hope to fill their needs in prayer alone....
Wednesday, November 2, 2016
sweet deal
Sweet Deal
11-24-15
Sweet deal
O, so it seems
Program, coffee
At the corner of Mount Zion and Whiteford
Wander figuratively
Three conversations going on at once
Sweet deal almost too much
South of Bermuda with nothing else around
Blast that war!
Many still say there is no hope in Him
Selah
The only way to sit there and wait
Wander figuratively
All this talk on other peoples' names
Takes of what it can mean to you and me
My angel says
"See ya'"
Allow yourself a certain amount of latitude
Tending to ignore food and sustenance
Think about it
Jesus went forty days
Sweet deal!
One Flaw Here In My Dress Pants (God Knows)
11-24-15
I will not be lost
Because He will never give me up
Time to count my blessings
Good coffee one
Air the breathe two
And it was two inches long
I feel like I haven't slept in weeks
When it comes to typesetting
The platinum pail so leaks
For hyphenated phrases
I'll need do this manually
Everything is good today
I know that I will make it through
Natural to forget what God has done for me
In a past that no longer exists
You can create your own in text sensation
All beyond logic
I cannot wrap my mind around it
I will not be lost
Because He will never give me up
Soon time for another cup....
11-24-15
Sweet deal
O, so it seems
Program, coffee
At the corner of Mount Zion and Whiteford
Wander figuratively
Three conversations going on at once
Sweet deal almost too much
South of Bermuda with nothing else around
Blast that war!
Many still say there is no hope in Him
Selah
The only way to sit there and wait
Wander figuratively
All this talk on other peoples' names
Takes of what it can mean to you and me
My angel says
"See ya'"
Allow yourself a certain amount of latitude
Tending to ignore food and sustenance
Think about it
Jesus went forty days
Sweet deal!
One Flaw Here In My Dress Pants (God Knows)
11-24-15
I will not be lost
Because He will never give me up
Time to count my blessings
Good coffee one
Air the breathe two
And it was two inches long
I feel like I haven't slept in weeks
When it comes to typesetting
The platinum pail so leaks
For hyphenated phrases
I'll need do this manually
Everything is good today
I know that I will make it through
Natural to forget what God has done for me
In a past that no longer exists
You can create your own in text sensation
All beyond logic
I cannot wrap my mind around it
I will not be lost
Because He will never give me up
Soon time for another cup....
no more time
No More Time
11-24-15
Righteousness, a peculiar word
Sounding as vanity from loose lips that move not
At the sound becoming the substance
Of what we cannot hope for
My left hand
Like a spider reminds me
Of last night's vision
The shadow of Christmas
Tree lights looking like a crown of thorns
The work of God is to believe in the One whom he sent
No more time so let it be
Seminar at the next table
I pray for someone to pray for me
I would even turn to Mary at this point
No way to be honest
I smell pastry
But I'm not in the feasting mood....
All Candidates
11-24-15
We want all the candidates
They ask for a sign
I beg God for a kind word
He answers the questioning needing
To be asked upon Nehiloth
Needing to break down the banner of logic
Brilliant!
Time to get serious about not being serious
Setting time aside for awhile
Give up on trying to make it to whatever there is
I hear a voice, "It's only a hologram"
Spooky!
In Him I am someone different
The block is the key to another heavy wooden door
Jesus make me a blessing to someone today
How is it I ask so I answer just decadent
All I know is that I tremble
I thank you Jesus that I suffer.....
11-24-15
Righteousness, a peculiar word
Sounding as vanity from loose lips that move not
At the sound becoming the substance
Of what we cannot hope for
My left hand
Like a spider reminds me
Of last night's vision
The shadow of Christmas
Tree lights looking like a crown of thorns
The work of God is to believe in the One whom he sent
No more time so let it be
Seminar at the next table
I pray for someone to pray for me
I would even turn to Mary at this point
No way to be honest
I smell pastry
But I'm not in the feasting mood....
All Candidates
11-24-15
We want all the candidates
They ask for a sign
I beg God for a kind word
He answers the questioning needing
To be asked upon Nehiloth
Needing to break down the banner of logic
Brilliant!
Time to get serious about not being serious
Setting time aside for awhile
Give up on trying to make it to whatever there is
I hear a voice, "It's only a hologram"
Spooky!
In Him I am someone different
The block is the key to another heavy wooden door
Jesus make me a blessing to someone today
How is it I ask so I answer just decadent
All I know is that I tremble
I thank you Jesus that I suffer.....
meteor
Meteor (Temporal)
11-24-15
The mind is a meteor
In the sky crashing down
Things cause doubt
Like the shadow between me and the horizon
Don't worry, I pray that I won't do it
It only takes a split second to recognize someone
I'm glad to see you
This I say even from the vacancy
Feeling like a buttercup
However that might be
Material, tunes and spiritual knowledge
God send me someone to lift me up
I ask and so I will receive
I will both lay me down to sleep
In peaceful dreaming
Through my kaleidoscope
The mind is the meteor
Quite temporal....
Killing It
11-24-15
Deciding to set aside time for awhile
Where there is no contest
There is no such contentment
Thou has put gladness in my heart
More that in the time where gold, wine and corn increased
Injecting invisible ink into thin air
Telling myself just think
If indeed I take the time to love malarkey
Restraints of language
I'm killing it
O, Lord lead me
I pour out my heart through this pen
O, bleed me and I will do it all again
Be not ashamed to let vulnerability to show
Tuning into some holiday material
Natural of which
God wants us to live above...
11-24-15
The mind is a meteor
In the sky crashing down
Things cause doubt
Like the shadow between me and the horizon
Don't worry, I pray that I won't do it
It only takes a split second to recognize someone
I'm glad to see you
This I say even from the vacancy
Feeling like a buttercup
However that might be
Material, tunes and spiritual knowledge
God send me someone to lift me up
I ask and so I will receive
I will both lay me down to sleep
In peaceful dreaming
Through my kaleidoscope
The mind is the meteor
Quite temporal....
Killing It
11-24-15
Deciding to set aside time for awhile
Where there is no contest
There is no such contentment
Thou has put gladness in my heart
More that in the time where gold, wine and corn increased
Injecting invisible ink into thin air
Telling myself just think
If indeed I take the time to love malarkey
Restraints of language
I'm killing it
O, Lord lead me
I pour out my heart through this pen
O, bleed me and I will do it all again
Be not ashamed to let vulnerability to show
Tuning into some holiday material
Natural of which
God wants us to live above...
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