Wednesday, January 10, 2018

Masorah

Masorah
12-1-17

In our teachable word
It matters for the seeds to yet scatter
Drying off a disease called civilization
As moved by the Spirit
This is all made possible
In from the cold field
On top of a warm plain
They cannonize it
For the truth to work effectually in you
For omissions and additions
Of Vatican council overruled
By the assembly for cowboy coffee
Teeth stained but I still need to brush
As to comb my pony
Because we are as many as could be
If all could only see elders of Midian visit again
As to Balaen Moab distressed no longer
O, Masorah our tradition....




On Numbers 22:13
12-1-17

O, Balak son of Zippor
Hello Mister Rapid
He whom thou is blessed on this side of Jordan
Never again to chase them
Where do you wish you were O gentlemen apprentice
Befriending me
Pitching tents in the plains of Moab
On this side of Jordan
Hitting it again
The gentle giant for Balaan
Not given leave as to chase me
This people art
Bless the height of the steeple
He tells him to ride on our mule
With three servants in Aramaic and Greek
Come inclusion conferred the same attitude
In early transactions as I see the angel with sword drawn
Turning aside to see this astonishment not given leave...





cannonize

As To Cannonize
12-1-17

As to cannonize it by illumination
Our light and the bible all revelation
Praying to know what this all means
In parchment in Paul's demos
The next fourteen books as never by the Spirit
For impartation touching hearts in high places
On another sunny day commanding carnal with spiritual
For one winter dream in cozy comfort from the elements
You're going to shine your light in darkness
O, how will you light the world with a thousand other pursuits
Taking up Aldous Huxley our intellectual teaser
Breathing deeply the new life flowing into us all
For its earliest comprehensible manuscript as I cannonize....




Boudicca

My Boudicca
12-1-17

Over the druids of morn
Just carry on in our tactical advantage
Gods living far from human reach
And you've got to do it again
Easily convinced  ever since we make meat mince
A port for three shillings
As Churchill accumulates bon vivant
Getting around to it for the commission
All for crazy December humidity of cupidity
But no more stupidity
In the abode of the gods
Let's eat and share stories
Having no soft spot
As if between a hard place and a pillow
Don't bring me down
Loving Boudicca under wanted heavens
And its closeness progress impressive
and vulnerability
Enter Bene
O, she misused me....




Pringles Due (exhortation)
12-1-17

Sunlight for crops on our labyrinth
Path to the otherworld
Whatever makes you happy in the books
Erudition not just for good looks
appearing in triplicity in prehistoric rock
Craving time to face the music
Heard regardless as the seat of the human soul
I can dig it toy in warmth and shelter from the elements
For our times in Sudan and Fincastle
Of status-quo
I thought you's like to know
Bearing their insignia of the battle slain
Doing my homework
I'm reading my other bible
As to rejoice come the morning light
God have me go to be a blessing
Under Esther
Under Ether
Or whoever you can read of.....





Ptolemaic Abundance
12-1-17

Down into our Annun
O, isle of apples
Bringing root beers and snapples in succession
With enormous talismatic properties
Hold on, day writer
For Saint Jerome as to produce what we create
Learn how to love and forget how to hate
Devoting canonical for their incision
But who are they to still inquire
Choose now two novels from off the shelf
For illustrations if so the Spirit dwells in you
As to research the temple and make brighter your light
To shine upon the world for impartation
And something to share
Not as word of men
But a prod to the pen
For passion and petition
As God has things
As I showed up with gifts
Of Ptolemaic abundance....





Sunday, January 7, 2018

neighbor

To Neighboring Cultures
12-1-17

Keeping me warm through the winter this music
What do you see likewise portrayed to shine my light upon your life
Like a kingdom in a minuter sketch to but fetch
As time and space we watch for our judge called Brickem Rig
Can you but dig
Eau da vie twelve and sixpence
Paying off our hussars
In our northwest frontier
Keeping to flocks for this discovery
Knowing heaven in the here and now
In our grazing land likewise portrayed
To understand even in crafty heroins in sacred groves
Carry on with our Tuatha ancestral
In the Sudan to twenty-first lancers....




Lceni Queen
12-1-17

As a Cape-to-Caire railway in flight
First plane to San Francisco just leaving town
Resisting seventy strangers off to a good start
For the gods living far from human reach in the everyday world of wonder
For warriors of the visible and elemental spirits perhaps for this reason
We die to ourselves to be born unto new glory
Interpreted by the otherworld in what is invisible
Making quite an impression on the present tense in Boudicca
Still trying to make sense in stature tall and slender in our attachment of yeomanry ingenuity
Praise God, she is here...






chamberlain

Chamberlain
12-1-17

The Spirit does the majority of the teaching
As well as experience against nature
In their preaching not as unto the Lord
By faith of Alma and Amulek
And now I, Moroni would speak of it
Just as it is likewise portrayed by itself
And books to read upon my shelf
Post-exilic and pre-tribulation
For our rulership pertaining to Earth Mother
Throwing down the blade as it has just begun
After the conquest with pearl style written inscriptions
Christening dissent
Queen and country often elements
To ones own position
For the judge of the king
Seam up and sinew.....





Lancashire (Game Of Peace)
12-1-17

Sun rises sooner
Round as a grist cede of justice
Providing protection in our grazing land
Decode these messages and you will have a lot to say about it
As we won't need to go without it
Half a week ahead of time
Taking joy in the things that always are shared
And brought to the table by farce and fable
Tragedy, comedy and satire
Come on baby, light my fire
Confusingly colonel of Lancashire speaks it well
In our subsequent read
Constant conflict where war is a part
Of the game of peace
And Tolstoy lives somewhere in space and time
For written inscriptions
For our chronicles.....






post-exillic

Post-exilic
12-1-17

Hopelessly behind
Much hope in heart and mind
For much more keeping the flocks and rolling over the rocks
Watching for my news
She knows just what to say trading protection for tributes of comestibles
Given archeological sites
To knowledge we have our believing rights
Slept in till six fifteen
Where Ether exhorts for weather reports
In the day of Coriantumr of Golan heights
And colder nights born to the movement of the start
In lords of cords and legends most venerable
Where many yet harden their heart
For the sciences and their arts
Post-exillic......




re-edit

My Re-edit
11-30-17

Come acknowledgments
Go observations
Arrive enlightenment
Apprehend illumination
In the checking of quotations
And the school of original pursuits
To know what it is to have wisdom
From the east into the west
In much today we invest
Saluting brethren passing through Sinai
But not to ask why
In a stream of mass production
For another introduction
South into Saint Catherine
I remember the first time I knew God's love
As it turns out to be uncultured for material gain augmented
And astonished showing no sign of wear nor tear
For jarring carnyx for our chieftans
One thing I'm sure of that God is love....