Sergius (The Prudent)
7-1-17
Additionally the warriors fall and rise again
And the deputy is astonished
And he saw and believed
According to Sergius the prudent
And of Spirit today a student
Quasi-historical unlike the previous cycles
For our sorcerer Elymas
And work cut out for me today
To do something about it
Come my vocation as a poet
And still I doubt it
Led blind to Damascus
With hope in mind to receive again my sight
As the study
The sciences and history
Where repeats are good
Thou art my son
This day I have begotten thee....
Fionn Sleeps
7-1-17
Anointing David king
Appointing myself as I stand up and sing
"Hola, amigo", do you care to take wing
As Fionn sleeps
In a cave for the cause of otherworldly Scripture somewhere
Preaching the baptism of repentance
I live to linger when it flies
To no more return to corruption
Jews filled with envy and Gentiles glad
The song sounds happy but the lyrics are sad
Standing by his pillar
I wear bloody crowns
As to return to Iconium
Many are ordained
As smiles replace frowns....
Monday, August 14, 2017
dearth
Dearth Came
7-1-17
Peeling away the cellophane
If he's down there
Talk of music
And if he calls just talk
While you're still in the mood
As they of the circumcision contend
As it seems we will fight till the very end
As so departs Tarsus to seek Saul
Granting repentance unto life
Where Herod slays James with sword
Seeing it pleased the Jews
As the angel comes around
And chains fall off his hands
Where Quilon is transfigured into a grain of wheat
Well, that's another story
Apart from Scripture that we can see....
Ode To Lucius
7-1-17
Soon out again for another fix on nature
And broad daylight
As chains fall off our hands
And the scholar understands
And Rhoda answers the door to hearken
There's a lot of it about
Loving the feel of headphone plastic
Taking measures drastic
Enticed by Druids to cook up something more
As at the chime of six
I take another look
At the mother of John surnamed Mark
In the church at Antioch
Certain prophets and teachers
Making Blastus the king's chamberlain
And the words drove me mad
On that night of silence...
Into Seleucid
7-1-17
For Lucius of Cyrene and Manaen
And what it all can mean
Loving dark forebodings
Another morsel of meat
As to play that Dark Side again and lock the door
And stow away the key in my wooden box
Departing into Seleucid
For thunder in your ear
You steal it
Sailing into Cyprus
You can almost feel it
To buy, beg, borrow and steal
Preaching the word in synagogues
At the isle of Paphos
Given the poison as the remedy
Departing from Persia into Pisidia
What can this mean
To those who want to learn...
7-1-17
Peeling away the cellophane
If he's down there
Talk of music
And if he calls just talk
While you're still in the mood
As they of the circumcision contend
As it seems we will fight till the very end
As so departs Tarsus to seek Saul
Granting repentance unto life
Where Herod slays James with sword
Seeing it pleased the Jews
As the angel comes around
And chains fall off his hands
Where Quilon is transfigured into a grain of wheat
Well, that's another story
Apart from Scripture that we can see....
Ode To Lucius
7-1-17
Soon out again for another fix on nature
And broad daylight
As chains fall off our hands
And the scholar understands
And Rhoda answers the door to hearken
There's a lot of it about
Loving the feel of headphone plastic
Taking measures drastic
Enticed by Druids to cook up something more
As at the chime of six
I take another look
At the mother of John surnamed Mark
In the church at Antioch
Certain prophets and teachers
Making Blastus the king's chamberlain
And the words drove me mad
On that night of silence...
Into Seleucid
7-1-17
For Lucius of Cyrene and Manaen
And what it all can mean
Loving dark forebodings
Another morsel of meat
As to play that Dark Side again and lock the door
And stow away the key in my wooden box
Departing into Seleucid
For thunder in your ear
You steal it
Sailing into Cyprus
You can almost feel it
To buy, beg, borrow and steal
Preaching the word in synagogues
At the isle of Paphos
Given the poison as the remedy
Departing from Persia into Pisidia
What can this mean
To those who want to learn...
Saturday, August 12, 2017
Feasan
Feasan Cycle
7-1-17
Three days without sight
O, see her days when far spent is the night
Calling on Ananias
To go up to the street called Straight
Up at five wanting to look alive
As to inquire for Saul
Go thy way
He is a chosen vessel
Breathing out threatenings
Still standing tall
Coffee still too hot to handle
Led by the hand to Damascus
Finding our arenas
Where they of Lydda and Saron saw
Telling me to give the morning coffee another chance
Tarrying at Joppa many days with Simon the tanner
Waving flag and banner...
Tabitha Arise
7-1-17
Tabitha arise
Full of good works and almsdeeds
Sending him down by the wall in a basket
Going out to catch the sunrise
Arise Peter, slay and eat
I believe that God is no respecter of persons
I never ate anything common or unclean
Causing the faithful to their knees
I'd like to give the coffee a chance
And get my mornings back
Praying at the sixth hour
Hungry falling into a trance
Then stood up Abacus
Calling for a dearth in the days of Claudius Caesar
Yeah, the faucet I clean
And touch up on agendas today
And soon find my way...
7-1-17
Three days without sight
O, see her days when far spent is the night
Calling on Ananias
To go up to the street called Straight
Up at five wanting to look alive
As to inquire for Saul
Go thy way
He is a chosen vessel
Breathing out threatenings
Still standing tall
Coffee still too hot to handle
Led by the hand to Damascus
Finding our arenas
Where they of Lydda and Saron saw
Telling me to give the morning coffee another chance
Tarrying at Joppa many days with Simon the tanner
Waving flag and banner...
Tabitha Arise
7-1-17
Tabitha arise
Full of good works and almsdeeds
Sending him down by the wall in a basket
Going out to catch the sunrise
Arise Peter, slay and eat
I believe that God is no respecter of persons
I never ate anything common or unclean
Causing the faithful to their knees
I'd like to give the coffee a chance
And get my mornings back
Praying at the sixth hour
Hungry falling into a trance
Then stood up Abacus
Calling for a dearth in the days of Claudius Caesar
Yeah, the faucet I clean
And touch up on agendas today
And soon find my way...
cauldron
Cauldron Of Knowledge
6-30-17
Widows neglected in daily ministrations
In the synagogue of the Cyrenians
Stay cool today
Grocery list is subject to change
Where a lake has grieved me
In the congregation of the libertines
Who's to say just what is right
When people are people
In a church with no such steeple
Bashed in Cordovan's cauldrons
Names are names of legend
Yet to be born such as Timor and Parmesan
Heaven lingers and now I'm in gear as his seer
Sojourn one artist
Red day so it will be
As to settle with two or three...
You Cannot Buy It
6-30-17
Seventy-five souls in Midian
To be as witnesses to those in darkness
And the bewitched of Samaria
Cheer up man, it's only Friday
As we could not buy this power with riches
For Fionn's tale
Binding the infant in swaddling clothes
Where sometimes the unknown is of refreshment
So I order up the eggplant to catch away Philip
Found in Azotus
Preaching in the cities to our beloved Druid poets
Of the same origin sternly encouraged
To eat of her morsel
Sucking on a beestung finger
But to what outcome?
His Alias (Worthy To Mention)
7-1-17
Go to the street called Straight
And renounce all bitterness and hate
Led by the hand to Damascus
Even He had an ego to inflate
O, inquire for Saul of Tarsus
Better off staying cool and keeping up at it
For behold we pray for those less fortunate
As words from the wise encourage Saul
Why persecute thou me
Seeking the words of Finnages and his poetry
He says just believe in me
Better off staying cool
Wait one half hour
So is the rule
As black smoke thunders
For spoils and plunders
Believe in me...
6-30-17
Widows neglected in daily ministrations
In the synagogue of the Cyrenians
Stay cool today
Grocery list is subject to change
Where a lake has grieved me
In the congregation of the libertines
Who's to say just what is right
When people are people
In a church with no such steeple
Bashed in Cordovan's cauldrons
Names are names of legend
Yet to be born such as Timor and Parmesan
Heaven lingers and now I'm in gear as his seer
Sojourn one artist
Red day so it will be
As to settle with two or three...
You Cannot Buy It
6-30-17
Seventy-five souls in Midian
To be as witnesses to those in darkness
And the bewitched of Samaria
Cheer up man, it's only Friday
As we could not buy this power with riches
For Fionn's tale
Binding the infant in swaddling clothes
Where sometimes the unknown is of refreshment
So I order up the eggplant to catch away Philip
Found in Azotus
Preaching in the cities to our beloved Druid poets
Of the same origin sternly encouraged
To eat of her morsel
Sucking on a beestung finger
But to what outcome?
His Alias (Worthy To Mention)
7-1-17
Go to the street called Straight
And renounce all bitterness and hate
Led by the hand to Damascus
Even He had an ego to inflate
O, inquire for Saul of Tarsus
Better off staying cool and keeping up at it
For behold we pray for those less fortunate
As words from the wise encourage Saul
Why persecute thou me
Seeking the words of Finnages and his poetry
He says just believe in me
Better off staying cool
Wait one half hour
So is the rule
As black smoke thunders
For spoils and plunders
Believe in me...
Sherry
Sherry
5-24-17
Sherry, she's got a light in her soul
Rescue her and turn the page
In my education no such hole
Sell your fur and forget about that rage
In so much malignity
We let the parrot out of his cage
And no such sham of evil disposition already accomplished
Is my mission for glistening eyes
And a burning passion
Listening to the skies
that pour out rain in a generous ration
For our prosperous journey in style and in fashion
To live by faith against nature
Worthy of death but saved by faith....
Character And Conduct
5-24-17
Come character and conduct in sanctification
To be set apart in such a form of art
Justification as if we had never sinned
Come sanctification
As the Word cleanses you
Yet just a matter of meatballs and sauce
As to become righteous
As a new man
As to receive it
Being treated with favor
For sanctification
Only reliable through the Word of God
Overhead these disastrous laws hangs motionless
To put a clover on my pillow
As it drops from raining dreams
And to grant access
Read about it and learn much....
5-24-17
Sherry, she's got a light in her soul
Rescue her and turn the page
In my education no such hole
Sell your fur and forget about that rage
In so much malignity
We let the parrot out of his cage
And no such sham of evil disposition already accomplished
Is my mission for glistening eyes
And a burning passion
Listening to the skies
that pour out rain in a generous ration
For our prosperous journey in style and in fashion
To live by faith against nature
Worthy of death but saved by faith....
Character And Conduct
5-24-17
Come character and conduct in sanctification
To be set apart in such a form of art
Justification as if we had never sinned
Come sanctification
As the Word cleanses you
Yet just a matter of meatballs and sauce
As to become righteous
As a new man
As to receive it
Being treated with favor
For sanctification
Only reliable through the Word of God
Overhead these disastrous laws hangs motionless
To put a clover on my pillow
As it drops from raining dreams
And to grant access
Read about it and learn much....
Friday, August 11, 2017
turbulent
Turbulent
5-23-17
Falling fast asleep
Calling vast into the deep
Hello gorgeous
For the Quantum leap
Soon time for seafood
If perfection were of Levitical priesthood
What further need would we have for another priest
Still trying to get a hold of you
As the priesthood changes
See me singing about the Jack of Diamonds
On my lucky streak
For our riot of emotion
On the quiet even of a turbulent ocean
From what had it proceeded spring
Good morning in the vestibule
Face forever beautiful
Made not after carnal commandment.....
Trustees
5-23-17
If it all depends on something
May it be of such as to you
To but get in touch
Foolish from wine and dancing
Mulish for kine and prancing
For Bantam Doubleday
Giving one fifth part of all
As so a High Priest became us
As to name us
For the priests that have not suffered
As to decode all of the secrets for elbow room
Made a surety of a better testament
In the womb as a son consecrated by trustees
Of Merton vacancy
No matter how dry the weather
As the law makes nothing perfect
As so is He!
Tent Pitched (You)
5-23-17
Arrayed for the birds too
Perhaps things don't seem the same
Only a sin under ones conscience
As simple as that
Its like udder fallen down
And the following a surety of a better testament
Consecrated forevermore
As the minister like a tent
God pitches their iniquity
He remembers no more for the antiquity
In just using the door
Where fury hath braved death
Only you can hear it roar
Like the lion this time catching that haggard look
For rhyme, for ordinances of divine service
Don't lose the wonder in your eyes
Where Christ is the Mediator...
Let's Move On
5-23-17
Lets move on till the hour is gone
Where sensation lives
As God to us love so gives
For the first covenant of ordinances
Don't lose the wonder
As pertaining to the conscience
And too much time tomorrow
I make the best of what is in Christ, the Mediator
Only of force after a man is dead
On a prosperous journey to be well fed
Was it something I said
What had it proceeded
Dissolving and dwindling
Not for malignity let hitherto
Praying to read Saint Jude
For a few shekels more
Let's move on...
5-23-17
Falling fast asleep
Calling vast into the deep
Hello gorgeous
For the Quantum leap
Soon time for seafood
If perfection were of Levitical priesthood
What further need would we have for another priest
Still trying to get a hold of you
As the priesthood changes
See me singing about the Jack of Diamonds
On my lucky streak
For our riot of emotion
On the quiet even of a turbulent ocean
From what had it proceeded spring
Good morning in the vestibule
Face forever beautiful
Made not after carnal commandment.....
Trustees
5-23-17
If it all depends on something
May it be of such as to you
To but get in touch
Foolish from wine and dancing
Mulish for kine and prancing
For Bantam Doubleday
Giving one fifth part of all
As so a High Priest became us
As to name us
For the priests that have not suffered
As to decode all of the secrets for elbow room
Made a surety of a better testament
In the womb as a son consecrated by trustees
Of Merton vacancy
No matter how dry the weather
As the law makes nothing perfect
As so is He!
Tent Pitched (You)
5-23-17
Arrayed for the birds too
Perhaps things don't seem the same
Only a sin under ones conscience
As simple as that
Its like udder fallen down
And the following a surety of a better testament
Consecrated forevermore
As the minister like a tent
God pitches their iniquity
He remembers no more for the antiquity
In just using the door
Where fury hath braved death
Only you can hear it roar
Like the lion this time catching that haggard look
For rhyme, for ordinances of divine service
Don't lose the wonder in your eyes
Where Christ is the Mediator...
Let's Move On
5-23-17
Lets move on till the hour is gone
Where sensation lives
As God to us love so gives
For the first covenant of ordinances
Don't lose the wonder
As pertaining to the conscience
And too much time tomorrow
I make the best of what is in Christ, the Mediator
Only of force after a man is dead
On a prosperous journey to be well fed
Was it something I said
What had it proceeded
Dissolving and dwindling
Not for malignity let hitherto
Praying to read Saint Jude
For a few shekels more
Let's move on...
herd
Herd Behavior
5-23-17
According to herd behavior
He is not an absurd Savior
As the break till dawn
As to shake and swill until long gone
As to humble oneself and become as little children
Behold the time comes for cymbals and drums
Perhaps she has not told him
All the hours dwindling and dissolving
Returning and revolving
Insanity under control to designate my luck
O, Lord Omnipotent
Where the King of Salem
Meets Abraham for commandment to take tithes
Giving twenty percent at the restaurant
As to designate my palate
Intruding on ones own rejoicing
Time to take heed...
Time To Go (Wish Me Well)
5-23-17
Made by your life made of stones
All for ones renouncing of strife
For ice cream cones
God have me to have a joyous one
And no such dial tones
After carnal commandment
The law makes nothing perfect
As to spring out of Judah
As to bless just as well Buddha
Reflected from afar
We were by rocks
For herds and flocks
Having gotten lost temporarily
But I found it just in time for lunch
For my fabulous pie
Say yes to dessert
The law made nothing perfect
But the bringing in of a better hope did....
5-23-17
According to herd behavior
He is not an absurd Savior
As the break till dawn
As to shake and swill until long gone
As to humble oneself and become as little children
Behold the time comes for cymbals and drums
Perhaps she has not told him
All the hours dwindling and dissolving
Returning and revolving
Insanity under control to designate my luck
O, Lord Omnipotent
Where the King of Salem
Meets Abraham for commandment to take tithes
Giving twenty percent at the restaurant
As to designate my palate
Intruding on ones own rejoicing
Time to take heed...
Time To Go (Wish Me Well)
5-23-17
Made by your life made of stones
All for ones renouncing of strife
For ice cream cones
God have me to have a joyous one
And no such dial tones
After carnal commandment
The law makes nothing perfect
As to spring out of Judah
As to bless just as well Buddha
Reflected from afar
We were by rocks
For herds and flocks
Having gotten lost temporarily
But I found it just in time for lunch
For my fabulous pie
Say yes to dessert
The law made nothing perfect
But the bringing in of a better hope did....
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