Foolishly Said
3-6-17
Melting Dover into my soul with Similarities
She gives me crazy love
Trying not to regard the hours of my day
Where I hear the merry gypsy play
Christ's reign foreseen by the seventh trumpet
Starting with me till the end
Taking her into his sheltering arms
At ten on the nose not to spite my face
As well for Rosen
I shall reveal You
Turn it up and let it fly
Looking for Miguel de Cervantes
There are no limits but the sky
And then we should come to know the most High
I believe!
A New Barbush
3-6-17
Another copy of this manuscript
Just floating around
Where I let it fly
As accepted willy-nilly
On the contrary it seems as a blessing
I cannot quite contain
To understand its hidden purpose
Of creative wisdom yet to be performed in writing
Preparing for the Lord of the day
For a breakthrough and to state my claim
As I stand in the name for urban hope
Somehow too theoretical with His divine mercy
Our cosmic steamroller
And time to think on good things
So that I will feel alright....
Ode For Those In Need
3-6-17
O, new man in me
Doing the best I can to be free
For safety in all compassion for those in need
On that Celtic rainbow
Another promise hangs on the prophets
I am still but an infant to the faith
As the cat goes wild chasing spirits dwindling
In unbelief yet unto the remnant of our seed
Yet inquired of that which always remains
Give me that little book and I will find something therein
To keep you in prayer where the light comes shining through
In the space of moments...
Saturday, April 8, 2017
Nippur
In Nippur
3-6-17
Of creature initiative
I call myself Creator
Not to make myself equal
But his assistant
Like smoke in a great furnace
Seeing myself in somebody else
I can't do it all by myself
In somebody else
I can't go it all by myself
Putting on my morning gown in Nippur
Just as we have teeth like that of a lion
Beauty, power and glory to you
And this is wisdom, the number of a man
In the times of the Gentiles, I rave on
Come unto announcement rainbow
Upon our heads and foot like pillars of fire
Loving my tarantula
All part of the trial
Where iron sharpens iron...
On Revelation 9:16
3-6-17
Parenthetic and as well empathetic
In Merton's discovery
Come on and dance with me
In the scintillating sparks of good conversation
No further delay
And silence in the studio for but a moment
To hear my coffee percolate
What a beautiful sound and aroma to begin again
Out forty-two months
O love yet to follow
It was more than what I could swallow
We give you thanks God Almighty
With remarks about refreshments
For two hundred million
Such an army to be but acknowledged
Parenthetic....
Of Braziller Series
3-6-17
Finding another book of poems for Dennis
My memorial of benzodyapines with my Guinness
Today I just can't lose
Exclaiming, "The new man"
As the flame we yet fan
Produced shortly after this
A story I need to tell of dreams inexplicable
In another journal I am to christen
For our physique in such dislike
In our Braziller series
Dismantling the silence
And more romance with you
In the moonlight come Saturday
Set the clocks one hour ahead
For our Cynthia and Bidet
As the heavens open...
3-6-17
Of creature initiative
I call myself Creator
Not to make myself equal
But his assistant
Like smoke in a great furnace
Seeing myself in somebody else
I can't do it all by myself
In somebody else
I can't go it all by myself
Putting on my morning gown in Nippur
Just as we have teeth like that of a lion
Beauty, power and glory to you
And this is wisdom, the number of a man
In the times of the Gentiles, I rave on
Come unto announcement rainbow
Upon our heads and foot like pillars of fire
Loving my tarantula
All part of the trial
Where iron sharpens iron...
On Revelation 9:16
3-6-17
Parenthetic and as well empathetic
In Merton's discovery
Come on and dance with me
In the scintillating sparks of good conversation
No further delay
And silence in the studio for but a moment
To hear my coffee percolate
What a beautiful sound and aroma to begin again
Out forty-two months
O love yet to follow
It was more than what I could swallow
We give you thanks God Almighty
With remarks about refreshments
For two hundred million
Such an army to be but acknowledged
Parenthetic....
Of Braziller Series
3-6-17
Finding another book of poems for Dennis
My memorial of benzodyapines with my Guinness
Today I just can't lose
Exclaiming, "The new man"
As the flame we yet fan
Produced shortly after this
A story I need to tell of dreams inexplicable
In another journal I am to christen
For our physique in such dislike
In our Braziller series
Dismantling the silence
And more romance with you
In the moonlight come Saturday
Set the clocks one hour ahead
For our Cynthia and Bidet
As the heavens open...
Friday, April 7, 2017
Byzantine
Byzantine
3-6-17
Christ as a high priest and seventy years
You bought it
Now use it in spite of your doubts and fears
Our old mix of Gibson and Huxley point of view
Mentor we already have learned before
He got here following it chronologically
Every time you smile
By the opening of the seventh seal
Ain't that loving you darling
Even if you don't believe me
Through the midst of heaven
I'm taking about the love that never fails
Come shade and its appearance
And more scribblings....
Simple Enough
3-6-17
Will of God
No longer a blind force
To better the odd
Straight from an inexhaustible source
Looking for Dan Walsh to exclaim the new man
Perhaps too theoretical
Appraised to Boris and memories of Norris
A simple enough story
Caught between the devil and the deep blue sea
Plunging like a cosmic steamroller
As words fly right off my pen
As the theory is inseparable
For the army of the far east
Staying warm in the moment
Glorifying God in all that you do
You are the fifth to find out
Purified and enlightened
If you please...
3-6-17
Christ as a high priest and seventy years
You bought it
Now use it in spite of your doubts and fears
Our old mix of Gibson and Huxley point of view
Mentor we already have learned before
He got here following it chronologically
Every time you smile
By the opening of the seventh seal
Ain't that loving you darling
Even if you don't believe me
Through the midst of heaven
I'm taking about the love that never fails
Come shade and its appearance
And more scribblings....
Simple Enough
3-6-17
Will of God
No longer a blind force
To better the odd
Straight from an inexhaustible source
Looking for Dan Walsh to exclaim the new man
Perhaps too theoretical
Appraised to Boris and memories of Norris
A simple enough story
Caught between the devil and the deep blue sea
Plunging like a cosmic steamroller
As words fly right off my pen
As the theory is inseparable
For the army of the far east
Staying warm in the moment
Glorifying God in all that you do
You are the fifth to find out
Purified and enlightened
If you please...
Thursday, April 6, 2017
manifesto
Manifesto
3-6-17
Look for Socrates
Seek Plato
On your knees to the marshal
The interest, the Spirit
How the truth frees
Being fully understood
It strangles up my heart
Offer such with the prayers of the saints
Where I pray for good intercessions
To but step in and assist me
On new journeys
Where a great star falls from heaven demanding
Purifying and effective
Given the talent not to hide in a napkin
For the members lack of earnestness
Sincere by ploughmen dig my earth
Where there are strings as tastes
In that God's love never faileth....
Coming Back (Soldier)
3-6-17
Soldier of fortune
Do you thing with what we can sing
And sing out in spite of doubt
Messiah shall be manifested
For Covenant people
In thy seed all kindreds of earth shall be blessed
Come still rejected of the Jews
But still manage to spread the good news
Dwindling no longer in unbelief
Yea, we will be remembered
As He makes my shoulder sore
In bearing the weight of the boulder
As shame doth but smolder
Crystal clear
Taking that censer with no such fear
In a house on a hill that cannot be hidden
By beacon belligerent
May we be bidden
Coming back...
3-6-17
Look for Socrates
Seek Plato
On your knees to the marshal
The interest, the Spirit
How the truth frees
Being fully understood
It strangles up my heart
Offer such with the prayers of the saints
Where I pray for good intercessions
To but step in and assist me
On new journeys
Where a great star falls from heaven demanding
Purifying and effective
Given the talent not to hide in a napkin
For the members lack of earnestness
Sincere by ploughmen dig my earth
Where there are strings as tastes
In that God's love never faileth....
Coming Back (Soldier)
3-6-17
Soldier of fortune
Do you thing with what we can sing
And sing out in spite of doubt
Messiah shall be manifested
For Covenant people
In thy seed all kindreds of earth shall be blessed
Come still rejected of the Jews
But still manage to spread the good news
Dwindling no longer in unbelief
Yea, we will be remembered
As He makes my shoulder sore
In bearing the weight of the boulder
As shame doth but smolder
Crystal clear
Taking that censer with no such fear
In a house on a hill that cannot be hidden
By beacon belligerent
May we be bidden
Coming back...
pawprints
Pawprints
3-6-17
False self in its cause
But happy with the prints of her paws
To this as but our vocation
You know you did honest
To do something about something else
Tugging at my heart wet with rain
Its strings of stranger things
Have not the doubt in another Apollyon
Between the Tigris and Euphrates
Did you get healed tonight
To him is given the keys to death and life
And a gaze goes down in her eyes
Lax knew him well
For Hopkins Huyley, Gibson and Blake
And the eternals.....
Voluminous
3-6-17
If you need me
Why don't you call me
City on a hill waiting for you
Flushed and bareheaded
In another lifetime
What do you think of that Crofton
Our dream of liberty
Pledged in the cup we lift to joy
One joy the memory of togetherness
Make it real one more time
Better to display ones emotion
I thank for bringing it on
Overcome in all blessedness
Grinding at the mill
We are the Covenant people
And they shall know
Come the knowledge engrafted in
As the natural branch
Change comes with the territory
For this great mountain...
3-6-17
False self in its cause
But happy with the prints of her paws
To this as but our vocation
You know you did honest
To do something about something else
Tugging at my heart wet with rain
Its strings of stranger things
Have not the doubt in another Apollyon
Between the Tigris and Euphrates
Did you get healed tonight
To him is given the keys to death and life
And a gaze goes down in her eyes
Lax knew him well
For Hopkins Huyley, Gibson and Blake
And the eternals.....
Voluminous
3-6-17
If you need me
Why don't you call me
City on a hill waiting for you
Flushed and bareheaded
In another lifetime
What do you think of that Crofton
Our dream of liberty
Pledged in the cup we lift to joy
One joy the memory of togetherness
Make it real one more time
Better to display ones emotion
I thank for bringing it on
Overcome in all blessedness
Grinding at the mill
We are the Covenant people
And they shall know
Come the knowledge engrafted in
As the natural branch
Change comes with the territory
For this great mountain...
Lax
Lax (Knew Me)
3-6-17
Bob Lax knew me well
Whoever he was
Still prevalent with something else
Tugging at the strings
O, scorching heat of weights and measures
Take your seat for the plates and pleasures
God wipe away the tears from our eyes
Back to another universal point in time and space in view
For spiritual eyes and a little bit of readjusting
To the circumstance steady Eddy
This is the deal, Neil
Come seven trumpet judgments
And smoke of incense square and fair
Our great summary to be not afraid to care....
Growing Into Compassion
3-6-17
Let the good times roll
Soon yet to get to the good stuff
All is well with my soul
In that Jesus is enough
Shewing exceptional precocity
Hang tough
For your authentic witness
Writing a paper on Gandhi
After a summer shower
And the bow of a promise
For power come smoke
And incense with prayers to the saints
As the day brings us freedom's reign
May Erin war in daylight
And native to clutch that idol of treachery
Alas 'twas but a dream
In lot, cabin and palace
Our glory is yet to but illuminate.....
3-6-17
Bob Lax knew me well
Whoever he was
Still prevalent with something else
Tugging at the strings
O, scorching heat of weights and measures
Take your seat for the plates and pleasures
God wipe away the tears from our eyes
Back to another universal point in time and space in view
For spiritual eyes and a little bit of readjusting
To the circumstance steady Eddy
This is the deal, Neil
Come seven trumpet judgments
And smoke of incense square and fair
Our great summary to be not afraid to care....
Growing Into Compassion
3-6-17
Let the good times roll
Soon yet to get to the good stuff
All is well with my soul
In that Jesus is enough
Shewing exceptional precocity
Hang tough
For your authentic witness
Writing a paper on Gandhi
After a summer shower
And the bow of a promise
For power come smoke
And incense with prayers to the saints
As the day brings us freedom's reign
May Erin war in daylight
And native to clutch that idol of treachery
Alas 'twas but a dream
In lot, cabin and palace
Our glory is yet to but illuminate.....
Wednesday, April 5, 2017
cozened
Cozened
3-6-17
While on fire for God
It's hard to contain the blessing in it
Alas 'twas but a dream
Come ivy dry in the darkroom and film developed
Getting these juices flowing
On the other side of you we learn to fit
Grow this to what adverse circumstance can but provide
Upon the peaks of glory to but yet attain meet and convenient
As cozened O, Erin mourn yet famished
As the day is dawning
As he strove to clutch the irons
He stumbled to get right back up again....
Let Us Roll (In The Hueck)
3-6-17
Of reading voluminous at Saint Bonaventure's
Let it roll like the good times in today, this perseverance
To the Friendship House in Harlem
Hand me the dream in that we can't get enough
For the poorest and most needy in de Hueck, our look
See where change is hard as it comes with the territory
He lies slain by wounds in bravado
Working together unto good
Our lofty ideal aided in this vision
No sound of strife disturbs ones sleep
Rise like the Phoenix o, so dark
Yet illumination for parallel and rebirth
It's my ball!
3-6-17
While on fire for God
It's hard to contain the blessing in it
Alas 'twas but a dream
Come ivy dry in the darkroom and film developed
Getting these juices flowing
On the other side of you we learn to fit
Grow this to what adverse circumstance can but provide
Upon the peaks of glory to but yet attain meet and convenient
As cozened O, Erin mourn yet famished
As the day is dawning
As he strove to clutch the irons
He stumbled to get right back up again....
Let Us Roll (In The Hueck)
3-6-17
Of reading voluminous at Saint Bonaventure's
Let it roll like the good times in today, this perseverance
To the Friendship House in Harlem
Hand me the dream in that we can't get enough
For the poorest and most needy in de Hueck, our look
See where change is hard as it comes with the territory
He lies slain by wounds in bravado
Working together unto good
Our lofty ideal aided in this vision
No sound of strife disturbs ones sleep
Rise like the Phoenix o, so dark
Yet illumination for parallel and rebirth
It's my ball!
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