Peasecod
9-12-16
I said I loved the devil
God knew I really didn't mean it
For angle and for bevel
As a branch to yet preen it
Come the music of the spheres
To assuage all doubts and fears
As galaxies and stars produce a beautiful harmony
O, Perihelion
Pride not your person
Just peace
An idea distribution by Pythagoras
Such an appetite so hard to satisfy
And Geneva's further still
O, Laputa do you love me
And for the point of a planet's orbit
She moves across the sky
As hours pass by
O, decision and cordiality of life itself
A city set on a hill cannot be hid
No matter how messed up it gets
We can always come back....
Chimaera
9-12-16
Hearing in the riff ragged
"don't fill up on junkfood"
For which I'm off in the mood of Stills
And his chloride
Back in the days of right now rocking on
Today with this content with well being
Got to get through today and tomorrow
As saints so ascend and persist to the very end
Come lodestone, our permanent magnet
And another decadent dragnet
Easy to say, "Mundum Odi"
How public like a flog
Time to put on another log
Come chimeric
Our illusions get scrofulous
I pray for them to be on their way
Rocking on today with this
Content with well being
To cease to chase for bliss....
Wednesday, September 28, 2016
pardoned
Pardoned
10-9-10
I am far from noble and far from wise
And not many of such are called
I am saved by my faith in Christ
Not because I'm good for I am not
Still subject to the base elements of the world
Feeling like a bit of a baby
But I'm still growing
Seem to be drunk on sobriety
Proven guilty as charged
Yet pardoned by God's grace
This is all part of the climb
I feel like voting for Obama again
Trying not to care what my old man thinks
Where every battleship eventually sinks....
Blowing Smoke
10-9-10
Hanging onto my crazy beard
Getting stuck here and there in pits of mud
Writing rotten rhymes
To represent the grapes I have renounced
Some eight weeks ago
I wish I could make my money
By just doing this
Rock stars have every right to hate America
My old man won't agree
For the most part I am above this
But today I am down and out
Just blowing smoke....
10-9-10
I am far from noble and far from wise
And not many of such are called
I am saved by my faith in Christ
Not because I'm good for I am not
Still subject to the base elements of the world
Feeling like a bit of a baby
But I'm still growing
Seem to be drunk on sobriety
Proven guilty as charged
Yet pardoned by God's grace
This is all part of the climb
I feel like voting for Obama again
Trying not to care what my old man thinks
Where every battleship eventually sinks....
Blowing Smoke
10-9-10
Hanging onto my crazy beard
Getting stuck here and there in pits of mud
Writing rotten rhymes
To represent the grapes I have renounced
Some eight weeks ago
I wish I could make my money
By just doing this
Rock stars have every right to hate America
My old man won't agree
For the most part I am above this
But today I am down and out
Just blowing smoke....
just being me
Just Being Me
10-9-10
Some days my voices say I'm pathetic
But so what
Some days I reek to high heavens
But so what
I am not a knowledgeable voter
But so what
My living quarters were always in helter-skelter
But so what
I'm apprehensive of getting back to the work world
But so what
I have my head up my ass
But so what
It is what it is and I am what I am
I am me and that's all I need to be...
Dump
10-9-10
That sucked
But it was something
I'm happy right now
Can't take everyone's advice
Don't want to end up in a flipping hospital
One voice says lay low
The other says you've got to go
Base so seems this state of mind
Base meaning lower than low
Living in filth
But this won't matter to me tomorrow
I can say I'm glad that I never hooked up
That sucked
But at least it was something...
10-9-10
Some days my voices say I'm pathetic
But so what
Some days I reek to high heavens
But so what
I am not a knowledgeable voter
But so what
My living quarters were always in helter-skelter
But so what
I'm apprehensive of getting back to the work world
But so what
I have my head up my ass
But so what
It is what it is and I am what I am
I am me and that's all I need to be...
Dump
10-9-10
That sucked
But it was something
I'm happy right now
Can't take everyone's advice
Don't want to end up in a flipping hospital
One voice says lay low
The other says you've got to go
Base so seems this state of mind
Base meaning lower than low
Living in filth
But this won't matter to me tomorrow
I can say I'm glad that I never hooked up
That sucked
But at least it was something...
Sunday, September 25, 2016
bookmark
Bookmark
10-8-10
I kept the same bookmark for ten years
Yet not tainted by spills of coffee nor my beers
Once an alcoholic always one
So we conclude with the notion
Of, O just what is the point in sobriety
Yet I see this is a better life
Of less depression and anxiety
May us not be afraid of these words
And speak up to sell our story
To help a soul or two
For in such a confrontation
We might just find something new....
Answered Supplication
10-8-10
For years I cried out, save me, save me
And one day it happened
I woke up with no memory of what I did the night before
And I was delivered from my drink
And I still had the will to theorize and think
I never had a hangover once
Correct me if my words make it appear
That I'm still in denial
Pardon me for I am still a sinner
In other fields of dung where I need to watch where I step
So I smile by my conscious choice and the mood becomes real
Taking up this new practice
To know it's more than a way to feel...
In The Now And Then
10-8-10
Discovering precious stones of balas and spinel
Still in my personal nostalgia of cassettes and vinyl
It does not mean that I need to live in the past
But indeed I am glad that I am here and now at last
As tomorrow I pay a visit to Mother
As I put into practice the loving of one another
Waiting for a knock at my front door
As I learn that if I am thankful now
Then later I will know more
As I count my blessings
Of stones of balas and spinel....
I've Already Got It
10-8-10
I laid in bed but I could not sleep
But I have accomplished one sweet hour of prayer
None of this time ever goes to waste
For now I'm back in my corner poetry chair
As it seems I go on searching for what I've already got
As I thank God for what I am and what I am not
The search ought to be over now
For I have the prize in my heart and Spirit....
10-8-10
I kept the same bookmark for ten years
Yet not tainted by spills of coffee nor my beers
Once an alcoholic always one
So we conclude with the notion
Of, O just what is the point in sobriety
Yet I see this is a better life
Of less depression and anxiety
May us not be afraid of these words
And speak up to sell our story
To help a soul or two
For in such a confrontation
We might just find something new....
Answered Supplication
10-8-10
For years I cried out, save me, save me
And one day it happened
I woke up with no memory of what I did the night before
And I was delivered from my drink
And I still had the will to theorize and think
I never had a hangover once
Correct me if my words make it appear
That I'm still in denial
Pardon me for I am still a sinner
In other fields of dung where I need to watch where I step
So I smile by my conscious choice and the mood becomes real
Taking up this new practice
To know it's more than a way to feel...
In The Now And Then
10-8-10
Discovering precious stones of balas and spinel
Still in my personal nostalgia of cassettes and vinyl
It does not mean that I need to live in the past
But indeed I am glad that I am here and now at last
As tomorrow I pay a visit to Mother
As I put into practice the loving of one another
Waiting for a knock at my front door
As I learn that if I am thankful now
Then later I will know more
As I count my blessings
Of stones of balas and spinel....
I've Already Got It
10-8-10
I laid in bed but I could not sleep
But I have accomplished one sweet hour of prayer
None of this time ever goes to waste
For now I'm back in my corner poetry chair
As it seems I go on searching for what I've already got
As I thank God for what I am and what I am not
The search ought to be over now
For I have the prize in my heart and Spirit....
rampart
Rampart
5-11-16
The vail is done away in Christ
With memory corrupted
And bones that run dry
Blinded in that the day remains
God bring you to a fairer place
To seek a bloody sod for our recessional
Reading readily rampart
Lord of our far-flung battle line
Thy mercy on thy people, Lord, Amen!
But ever unto this day with a resolution
To transcend my ego of shining charms
Be here and now
Resolutions are not laws
Such are ideas
I grow weary in the battlefield
But I must say that God is my shield
And love is the weapon that I wield....
Still Lighting Up
5-11-16
In you I have been blessed
What more can you expect
Lighting one, my pilot sits still
In another version of media overkill
Come the tumult and the shouting that dies
Another beautiful centerpiece
A universe at rest for the sweet buds
Yes every one I've been given
The conviction of lighting up
By the rising of another sun
To turn and walk away
And keep all ego at bay
To accept oneself in the month of May
Taking the dare of curiosity
In all I have to say
O, I have overcome much in my time
Here on earth...
5-11-16
The vail is done away in Christ
With memory corrupted
And bones that run dry
Blinded in that the day remains
God bring you to a fairer place
To seek a bloody sod for our recessional
Reading readily rampart
Lord of our far-flung battle line
Thy mercy on thy people, Lord, Amen!
But ever unto this day with a resolution
To transcend my ego of shining charms
Be here and now
Resolutions are not laws
Such are ideas
I grow weary in the battlefield
But I must say that God is my shield
And love is the weapon that I wield....
Still Lighting Up
5-11-16
In you I have been blessed
What more can you expect
Lighting one, my pilot sits still
In another version of media overkill
Come the tumult and the shouting that dies
Another beautiful centerpiece
A universe at rest for the sweet buds
Yes every one I've been given
The conviction of lighting up
By the rising of another sun
To turn and walk away
And keep all ego at bay
To accept oneself in the month of May
Taking the dare of curiosity
In all I have to say
O, I have overcome much in my time
Here on earth...
clothes laid out
Clothes Laid Out
5-11-16
Upon whose bosom snow has lain
And for the ark they bring around
Many are to be slain
They left the peaceful river
The cricket field and the quad
And gave glory to the Son of God
There is not much I can do of myself
But to take a novel down from my dusty shelf
Clothes laid our for my next three days
Upholding all things by the Word of his power
Can you hear me and see the spires of Oxford
One day at a time, my friend
And your faith will grow
On a day where chances are....
Run To Obtain
5-11-16
I lost all the other bets I made
I pass the test yet with a failing grade
As a tree may in summer wear
I draw another ace of a new spade
To write about fusion and bark like a chicken
To run to obtain
As the plot doth yet thicken
O, neuropath go out and have another
The devil still speaks of my circumvention
As serenity serves as soil
O, mattock does it even matter
Run to obtain
She said I still got it.....
God Rest You (Happy)
5-11-16
Stop and yield for slop and shield
Cover your face in God's good grace
Research character to straighten my back
Sometimes it seems so far away
I haven't seen the sunshine in weeks now
What's up with that
Come parallelogram and trapezoid
I don't mean to come off paranoid
Our love will make it real today
For if that which is done away is glorious
Much more that remain
So we will take up the khaki
Instead of cap or gown
But even unto this day
When Moses is read
The veil is upon their heart....
5-11-16
Upon whose bosom snow has lain
And for the ark they bring around
Many are to be slain
They left the peaceful river
The cricket field and the quad
And gave glory to the Son of God
There is not much I can do of myself
But to take a novel down from my dusty shelf
Clothes laid our for my next three days
Upholding all things by the Word of his power
Can you hear me and see the spires of Oxford
One day at a time, my friend
And your faith will grow
On a day where chances are....
Run To Obtain
5-11-16
I lost all the other bets I made
I pass the test yet with a failing grade
As a tree may in summer wear
I draw another ace of a new spade
To write about fusion and bark like a chicken
To run to obtain
As the plot doth yet thicken
O, neuropath go out and have another
The devil still speaks of my circumvention
As serenity serves as soil
O, mattock does it even matter
Run to obtain
She said I still got it.....
God Rest You (Happy)
5-11-16
Stop and yield for slop and shield
Cover your face in God's good grace
Research character to straighten my back
Sometimes it seems so far away
I haven't seen the sunshine in weeks now
What's up with that
Come parallelogram and trapezoid
I don't mean to come off paranoid
Our love will make it real today
For if that which is done away is glorious
Much more that remain
So we will take up the khaki
Instead of cap or gown
But even unto this day
When Moses is read
The veil is upon their heart....
Friday, September 23, 2016
behoof
Behoof (How Long?)
5-11-16
Still young and hard and cold
Be strong, it matters not how deep entrenched
The wrong tag along
O, the day how long
Loving her Mantuan maker for the behoof benefit
And advantage of such a wardrobe
But why all of such glamor
One day a week is enough for me
Then spake the mate this mad sea shows its teeth tonight
Take no thought of tomorrow when it isn't promised
Poems are made by fools like me
And I cannot put away these war games for peace....
Upholding All Things
5-11-16
If the misinterpretation of death is engraved in stone was glorious
So much more is the life of he whom prays for us
They gave their merry youth away for the country and for God
Oxford towns and bourdons for indecorum and lack of propriety
Yet sanguine of the color of blood
Wipe off your shoes so you don't track in mud
Yet apple-faced in full due respect
The minorities not to neglect
Obviously I have issues like the rest of you
When being the brightness
Hoping not to bite off more than I can chew
Upholding all things for the sake of you.....
5-11-16
Still young and hard and cold
Be strong, it matters not how deep entrenched
The wrong tag along
O, the day how long
Loving her Mantuan maker for the behoof benefit
And advantage of such a wardrobe
But why all of such glamor
One day a week is enough for me
Then spake the mate this mad sea shows its teeth tonight
Take no thought of tomorrow when it isn't promised
Poems are made by fools like me
And I cannot put away these war games for peace....
Upholding All Things
5-11-16
If the misinterpretation of death is engraved in stone was glorious
So much more is the life of he whom prays for us
They gave their merry youth away for the country and for God
Oxford towns and bourdons for indecorum and lack of propriety
Yet sanguine of the color of blood
Wipe off your shoes so you don't track in mud
Yet apple-faced in full due respect
The minorities not to neglect
Obviously I have issues like the rest of you
When being the brightness
Hoping not to bite off more than I can chew
Upholding all things for the sake of you.....
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