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Holy Cow
4-8-17

By architects of fate
Some with ornaments of rhyme
Nothing more to hate in the passing of this time
Little by little I'm cleaning up
As one to fill again my coffee cup
Free from such the ordinary Rabbi we know
As Spirit bears witness
Looking good in my purple summer shirt
Loving wives as Christ loved the church
Physical birth by water
All on the cover of Newsweek
I'm on my way
Hello, Rosie
Outdoors infested by shadow
As to benefit from experience
Take thee and make it you....




The Haze Revisited
4-8-17

Water is to purify the body
According to Nicodemus in older bibles
Thee and thou in a sickle of heather
Left only with the use of integrity
As one to add more sugar
Words get smaller and God gets bigger
Cleanse it with the washing of the Word
O, Sadducee April come she
Will of the haze is but a dream
Wake up, we've got to go home
Two weekends in a row
Son of man
Mentioned eighty-three times
As Christ is the ladder
Even for asp and adder
O, Sadducee
Let's talk about it
Still crazy
Did he not give you life?





Ladder (For Adder)
4-8-17

Father, Word and Holy Ghost bear witness in heaven
Come full moon on April eleven
But first of all Palm Sunday
And an offering
Give according to thine heart
Driven to ones knees
It's alright and Christ is our ladder
To climb into the heavens
For the structure that we raise
And the God that we praise
Boarding that Mayflower
Brother, I wish I could tell you
In that there is no use
When I'm not where you are
And spirituality cannot be described in words...




Boxer (What Album?)
4-8-17

On the green that lives on in us all
Your time has come to shine
And all your dreams are on their way
Return I pray you
Let it not be iniquity
To ease ones mind for fleshly lusts
And worldly desires
And steam rising from my cup
and cigarette smoke killing the ozone
Days like a weave's shuttle
Cannot by taste discern the perverse thought
As eyes you'd see how hard it is
To live in the moment
They will work with you
In this endeavor
As we conceive the concept
That cleaning is forever
As a servant to earnestly desire....

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Tis Some Visitor
4-8-17

O, lesson of why these things come
For doctrinal and rebellious connections
Speak out about it with no doubt
To live by the power of the Spirit
And speak out where I begin my music at seven
Hoping for God's purpose in waking up the neighbors
On the Sabbath day
Rabbi, we know
So let us take it slow
Thou art a teacher for God
O, son of man
Never losing his deity
For blood coagulated
Where water separates
By the spear in his side
And silence unbroken....




Spirit, Water and Blood
4-8-17

Our physical birth of water
As a Pharisee and a ruler of the Jews
July, she will fly
And give no warning
As Spirit bears witness
Cleanse it with the washing
Rabbi, we know
And this mystery explore
Played this song in my head, too much
I killed it
Do you know what you're kicking away
Tomorrow is the Lord's day
Jesus have me to be well to bear witness on earth
Spirit, water and blood agree in one
And I am gazing from my window
To the streets below...

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Exoskeleton
4-8-17

Eyes lifted to the top of our exoskeleton
Free in all I have tasted
Nothing is wasted
With a goal set in mind to be pleasing to God
In our walk and not just talk
Good pics at Dad's seventieth
Catch me if I fall as the save some
And now my beloved concerning the covenants
Shake thyself from the death back into Texarkana
For another listen
He translates the message
Of the ball where fruits appear to be innocent
Living in honor for the Spirit's filling
Dare to enter!




Nameless Here
4-8-17

God fill this mortal frame with your Spirit
As to be strengthened in all right
According to His glorious power
Unto all patience and longsuffering
As King Sovereign Cornel runs deeper
See first then drink
Smell first then taste
To throw the pebble in the brook
Seasons can be difficult
Cans of Pepsi and seven-up
Are tokens of Mother's love
Back in D.C.
Blessed are all artists
Giving thanks for appendages and digits
Come and see, back to D.C.
Sir, said I....





To Be Like The Rain
4-8-17

Lesson of why these things come
In the beating of another bass drum
The sky doth kill you as you start your day
I sit against a tree in an old photograph
Like by power of the Spirit
To know to be like the rain
And give thanks to the Father
Even for pain
Come and see for the sum of me
As we take Jesus' place
In shining in the fruit of our labor
To still the beating of my racing heart
Into darkness peering
And musick to my hearing
Spoken as the whispered Word
Merely this much as to touch...

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What Thereat
4-8-17

Something at my lattice
God is here veiled in human flesh
We'll be asleep when Jesus returns
In the twinkling of an eye
Darkness there and nothing more
Come fantastic terrors of ones radiant maiden
Up the Irons tis some visitor
Makes his way unto the scene
What thereat such is sunup
Soon lights out
Back in the work, Lenore
As God wants us to want more
As banisters can only hold for so long
Hope against hope
How so
God is here
As a wise mentor.....





Fruit (In Season)
4-8-17

I knew you'd weep
Like a quantum leap
God came veiled in human flesh
Glad the tide has turned
He is the Lamb, the sacrifice
Fruit as a soulwinner
Hoping today to be productive
In more ways than one
The anointed one to save sinners
Of losers that later are winners
Turn your life over and yield
And lower your shield
The storm shook the trees
And blew away our fear
Till the viands nothing more
So she says "Just steal it!"

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Grandiose
4-8-17

Hands of the clock are straight four times a day
Three fifteen I suppose living inside
We're not out of the woods yet
Speaking of the lady of animation
Coming from the world of misfits ecstasy
Dare to enter where the Cow is the most grandiose
Back inside where my heart's thrown open wide
I made it through again and this time around
I want to stay with it
O, common soliloquy
We're not out of the woods yet
Good to be crushed as grapes make better the wine
Not near enough...




Crushed (As Grapes)
4-8-17

Brother look at the sunrise
Early to rise quite wise
God is here but thank him as well for the lies
As the honeycomb returns and the taster learns
It's written in the book
Of many other pulpits and their sweet fruits
Plumbs and nectarines soon again in season
Glory of God seeing great  for lunar flesh
As God comes veiled
I wouldn't wish this on anyone
Deep into the darkness peering long
I stood surely
That is something
Throw your love around....

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Add Salt And Butter
4-8-17

Need to take compliments graciously
But not get too proud
O, does the salt of the earth lose its savor
If so add more salt and melt the butter upon the ear
Yellow and sweet
As He scorns the scorners
And gives life unto the lowly
The wise are promoted to honor
Where dusk is dawn is day
Where the teacher provides peace for words spoken
Give sight to the blind
As to never return to the right path
Happy way up high
In between and down below
So she says, "Steal it!"




Miss The Point, Catch The Edge
4-8-17

Guard all affections for bright white light
We fight on the seventh day
We compass the city seven times
Shout, for God has given you the city
Some might miss the point of the hidden mystery
In every passage but we might catch the edge
In cascade sessions get thwarted
Going low, low
Back to Deuteronomy
We know about time and how things go
Rejoice in suffering at the chime of six
Making my way back to Scripture
After backsliding of what most call allegory
As to translate the message
Of the dark ages
Go out for another smoke....

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Victory Virgin
4-7-17

Cleaning doesn't need to be the necessary evil
They make it out to be
Strive not with a man without cause
The Lord by wisdom founded the earth
Grateful, the gist of it
And dull dung print of the lion as she does
Everyone know one's struggles
Blessing the habitation of the just
Are there any of such
As soon with Sister I get back in touch
Bu understanding He establishes the heavens
All things that we can desire
Are not to be compared to her
By wisdom, I am!
Darkness there and nothing more
Where evil dreams come true...




Looking For Oxymoron
4-7-17

Diurnal insomnia and strange sleep schedules
Where angels reveal their existence
And devils just as well are there
And just scorning the scorners
Computer as clear as a bell
I am weary but God is in control
Cannot trust in ones might nor wisdom
As the vile will inherit the glory
To be promoted to honor
O, embrace the critic and add salt
Merely this and nothing more
We are who we are
Taking compliments graciously....





Adding Salt
4-8-17

Presently my soul grows stronger
And this morning dreamtime is longer
We couldn't tell that you have been crying
Embrace the unity and wrestle the angels
O, does the salt of the earth lose its savor
As God resists the proud and exalts the meek
Keep your heart with all diligence
In our rapid song killed by its repetition
Where the vile shall inherit the glory
And be promoted to honor
And everyone is wrong
If so then add more salt....





Back In The Woods
4-8-17

It is good to be helpless
So that we might seek our God
Staying humble
Our children grow up prisoners
Is it good to be helpless?
Where everyone is wrong concerning tree spirits
To inspire another song
Life is bigger than you and you are not me
I suppose it is good the wrestle
As resistance makes one stronger
In the distance in your eyes
As one cut down to size
Guarding ones affections
For out of such are the issues
I am weary but God is in control....