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The clouds have descended
The fog is back
Bouncing off trees
In the Outback
Anxiety rising high
Mood sinking low
Readying the back
For the many falling blows
From little men
In cold dark suits
Enforcing victim-hood status
Micro abuses, imagined slights
Deconstructing mores with splendid finesse
While wearing the cloak of bloody righteousness
Disguising a cavity of unbridled greed
Polluting the minds of (you and me), once free
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Wednesday, May 31, 2017
Fraternal Twins - with audio
audio link
So thirsty for the water of good
That a parched blind beggar
Settled instead for mud
Fraternal twins, one carrying, the other caring
Searching and driving each other's onward tread
Pearls strewn about shoulds and shouldn’ts
Black and white in the fertile seabed
Passing by there many a time
To stare and gloat and brood
Hoping in the heart to catch
A hopeful glimpse of purest mood
Or something else to make one mad
But like a river you elude any capture
The eyes disciplined like a soldier
Drawn scouting onward like a seagull
After crabs in the green sea’s sandy shoulder
Page after page scrolling ever downward
Desire deep within ebbs away at the soul
Turning shallows quixotic, beauty, then scoundrel
Till one should watch over and heal the other’s hell
But time and season can ne’er abide
So outmatched are they by a gaping hole
A life force not directly satisfied
A story not to be finished or told
As sunlight reflects and fragments blinding
Downcast upon foaming deep darkest sea
To raise up the mists and clouds above
Sating the earth below with dewy greenery
The lofty lowly self holds the ups and downs of life’s blood
Sometimes spent for naught, but overall meant for good
Not power’s thirst, conquest’s boasts nor bleeding greed
But for the giving of one’s life instead
Laboring in the fields of love’s fertile seed
So thirsty for the water of good
That a parched blind beggar
Settled instead for mud
Fraternal twins, one carrying, the other caring
Searching and driving each other's onward tread
Pearls strewn about shoulds and shouldn’ts
Black and white in the fertile seabed
Passing by there many a time
To stare and gloat and brood
Hoping in the heart to catch
A hopeful glimpse of purest mood
Or something else to make one mad
But like a river you elude any capture
The eyes disciplined like a soldier
Drawn scouting onward like a seagull
After crabs in the green sea’s sandy shoulder
Page after page scrolling ever downward
Desire deep within ebbs away at the soul
Turning shallows quixotic, beauty, then scoundrel
Till one should watch over and heal the other’s hell
But time and season can ne’er abide
So outmatched are they by a gaping hole
A life force not directly satisfied
A story not to be finished or told
As sunlight reflects and fragments blinding
Downcast upon foaming deep darkest sea
To raise up the mists and clouds above
Sating the earth below with dewy greenery
The lofty lowly self holds the ups and downs of life’s blood
Sometimes spent for naught, but overall meant for good
Not power’s thirst, conquest’s boasts nor bleeding greed
But for the giving of one’s life instead
Laboring in the fields of love’s fertile seed
Wednesday, May 24, 2017
Friday, May 19, 2017
Haiku x9 - with audio
audio link
Softly lay one down
Ears caressed, wind's whispers speak
White Autumn Blossoms
The cackling hens
Could not take away the peace
Of calm fall water
Sunshine overhead
Shady morning trees walking
October birdsong
Twin Pines sparrows flight
Standing in the morning light
Pumpkins, Autumn bright
Fall rain, sun's sharp rays
Butterfly quivering fade
Floral horizon
A sliver of peach
Cool against purple abyss
Autumn moon silence
Blind hidden sorrow
Dried up joy melting the heart
Silent winter tears
The more pure love is
Less faults in the heart to find
Early comes the Spring
Little pretty one
Laid low in stormy showers
Summer Rose standing
Softly lay one down
Ears caressed, wind's whispers speak
White Autumn Blossoms
The cackling hens
Could not take away the peace
Of calm fall water
Sunshine overhead
Shady morning trees walking
October birdsong
Twin Pines sparrows flight
Standing in the morning light
Pumpkins, Autumn bright
Fall rain, sun's sharp rays
Butterfly quivering fade
Floral horizon
A sliver of peach
Cool against purple abyss
Autumn moon silence
Blind hidden sorrow
Dried up joy melting the heart
Silent winter tears
The more pure love is
Less faults in the heart to find
Early comes the Spring
Little pretty one
Laid low in stormy showers
Summer Rose standing
Wednesday, May 17, 2017
Writing - with audio
audio link
Writing is a type of mania
But without those less desirable
side affects of other self indulgent
behaviors. It helps one to shed the
straight jacket and washes cool
The burning fires of the soul
Refreshing ever those musty places
Trapped deep within
Giving voice to
Subterranean soundings.
Writing is a type of mania
But without those less desirable
side affects of other self indulgent
behaviors. It helps one to shed the
straight jacket and washes cool
The burning fires of the soul
Refreshing ever those musty places
Trapped deep within
Giving voice to
Subterranean soundings.
Animals - with audio
audio link
FOX
The fox once caught
Will try to convince
His captor that he
Is the one ensnared
PIG FOR A STY
A pig for a sty
A ring for his nose
A laborer wallowing
In food, drink and mud
A slaughter
OLD BEAR
The old bear
Will not leave the trash
Unless shot
He dies a slow
Ugly death
Yet allow him to live
Again and Again
To the trash he goes
Close by the house
Until one day
A life is taken
THE COCK CROWS
The cock crows
Nudged by the unseen
So that the world
Might know
That all
Have been cared for
During the night
A LION'S LIFE
A lion's life
Full of pride
Is a lonely life
Swimming In The Tides - with audio
audio link
Death comes soon enough
No need to sit and wait
One block falls another is set in its place
A baby is born an old man dies
Swimming in the tides
Is not a task of leisure
It is however one way
of telling the live fish
from the dead
Reflect and Remember - with audio
audio link
The greatest plagues
Attack not the body
But the mind
Memory is a dancer
Just beyond my reach
So, I am learning to dance
The greatest plagues
Attack not the body
But the mind
Memory is a dancer
Just beyond my reach
So, I am learning to dance
Epigram Trio Plus One - with audio
audio link
The man undressed
Is distressed
Teachers seldom do
What they teach others to
(ON COMPUTERS)
The green grass won't grow
Where the green glass glows
Life is a serial to be consumed
Once it is eaten the diet has bloomed.
The man undressed
Is distressed
Teachers seldom do
What they teach others to
(ON COMPUTERS)
The green grass won't grow
Where the green glass glows
Life is a serial to be consumed
Once it is eaten the diet has bloomed.
Desire Ask Ascend - with audio
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DESIRE ASK ASCEND
Food loses its flavor
When there is no one
To share it with
As stones are for skipping
So words are for winning
The heart of a lovesick soul
The biggest mountains
Are climbed one step
At a time
DESIRE ASK ASCEND
Food loses its flavor
When there is no one
To share it with
As stones are for skipping
So words are for winning
The heart of a lovesick soul
The biggest mountains
Are climbed one step
At a time
Life and Love - with audio
audio link
Life and love are free
What we do with them
Will cost us our time
And many a person's help
Life and love are free
What we do with them
Will cost us our time
And many a person's help
Ripple - with audio
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A planet cannot change orbit
Without affecting the solar system
Just as the expanding universe
Changes all matter, space and time
Even though the eye does not notice
Our thoughts and actions
Illusive in the flux of things
Create a ripple in the pool of reality
And thus change the world forever
A planet cannot change orbit
Without affecting the solar system
Just as the expanding universe
Changes all matter, space and time
Even though the eye does not notice
Our thoughts and actions
Illusive in the flux of things
Create a ripple in the pool of reality
And thus change the world forever
Tuesday, May 16, 2017
A New Beginning - with audio
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A new beginning,
When one is finished
Takes faith
Continuing on
Requires Hope
Allowing the flower
To stand again
After the storm
Producing lasting fruit
That falls from the tree
Of Love
A new beginning,
When one is finished
Takes faith
Continuing on
Requires Hope
Allowing the flower
To stand again
After the storm
Producing lasting fruit
That falls from the tree
Of Love
What Whispers The Wind - with audio
audio link
What whispers the wind
To leaves that tremble
What says the rock
As waters fall
Beauty whispers the wind
Gushing, rushing, sparkling
Beauty, sounds the stone.
to E.S. - regards old friend
What whispers the wind
To leaves that tremble
What says the rock
As waters fall
Beauty whispers the wind
Gushing, rushing, sparkling
Beauty, sounds the stone.
to E.S. - regards old friend
Passionate Intentions - with audio
audio link
A good thought is a fair and noble flight
But a good action is virtue
Emotions not expressed in day to day life
Are often expressed in dreams
Don't hold back your emotions and
You will sleep better at night
Passion is most well expressed
When love for another is given action
Self love, on the other hand
Is only a dim reflection of this
Like the Sun and the moon
Both are necessary
A good thought is a fair and noble flight
But a good action is virtue
Emotions not expressed in day to day life
Are often expressed in dreams
Don't hold back your emotions and
You will sleep better at night
Passion is most well expressed
When love for another is given action
Self love, on the other hand
Is only a dim reflection of this
Like the Sun and the moon
Both are necessary
Tiny Credo - with audio
audio link
I am not smart
I am not fast
I am not best
At where I'm at
But I will trust
As well I must
In God Who watches
Over all of us.
I am not smart
I am not fast
I am not best
At where I'm at
But I will trust
As well I must
In God Who watches
Over all of us.
Monday, May 15, 2017
To Love and Shine in The Eye of Life - with audio
audio link
That despair and fear across the land
Between me and thee I would certainly extinguish
But my roar is like a baby’s cry
And my power to save,
Like the lame man in front of the temple
That animation may God speak
Get up and walk my loved one,
Get up and walk
O carry the young and old in Thy bosom
Now and eternally
On the face of the earth
And in the eyes searching
There are tears stored up for a day
When many a heart shall say
Goodbye for now beloved of mine
While mouthing words both divine
And also guttural passions
Against and with the hand that fashions
The vineyard’s cluster of grapes
Under the embrace of the sun
As we drink the nectar of flowers
And sit tasting the honeycomb
Upon a blanket spread about with cornucopia
Even there one may stumble and not endure
A bridge that may not be passed over
The end of which finds the soul of man
That speck of sand
Upon the mighty torrent of something deep
In the silence and shades of specters
To rise again or not,
Once more to love and shine in the eye of life
That despair and fear across the land
Between me and thee I would certainly extinguish
But my roar is like a baby’s cry
And my power to save,
Like the lame man in front of the temple
That animation may God speak
Get up and walk my loved one,
Get up and walk
O carry the young and old in Thy bosom
Now and eternally
On the face of the earth
And in the eyes searching
There are tears stored up for a day
When many a heart shall say
Goodbye for now beloved of mine
While mouthing words both divine
And also guttural passions
Against and with the hand that fashions
The vineyard’s cluster of grapes
Under the embrace of the sun
As we drink the nectar of flowers
And sit tasting the honeycomb
Upon a blanket spread about with cornucopia
Even there one may stumble and not endure
A bridge that may not be passed over
The end of which finds the soul of man
That speck of sand
Upon the mighty torrent of something deep
In the silence and shades of specters
To rise again or not,
Once more to love and shine in the eye of life
The Poet's Voice Is Reborn - with audio
audio link
The verses do not speak
When the sun is dull and weak
Words have nothing to say
When the sky is cold and gray
The intellect flees again
Eyes overflow their dam
Swirling current in the belly
Heart pumping willi nilli
Calm rolls in after the storm
The poet's voice is reborn
The verses do not speak
When the sun is dull and weak
Words have nothing to say
When the sky is cold and gray
The intellect flees again
Eyes overflow their dam
Swirling current in the belly
Heart pumping willi nilli
Calm rolls in after the storm
The poet's voice is reborn
Saturday, May 13, 2017
How Love Begins - with audio
audio link
A girl and I went diving under the clear blue sky
On a pond, set round by fields, of barley, wheat and rye
She found there a family of ducklings, their little feet paddling
While tiny toads hopped across our path, brown, slow and dawdling
Gulls and hawks flew overhead and scurried away the lizards
Children’s voices in the hills nearby were like the chirping of songbirds
Beetles crept with each step under vineyards high above
The girl took my hand and smiled at me as we walked along in love
The blossoms of many a sage were orange, and white and purple
We held each other closely exchanging words and kisses special
Petals blue, yellow, and pink with the spicy scent of wild things
As we gazed into each other’s eyes reminded of how love begins.
A girl and I went diving under the clear blue sky
On a pond, set round by fields, of barley, wheat and rye
She found there a family of ducklings, their little feet paddling
While tiny toads hopped across our path, brown, slow and dawdling
Gulls and hawks flew overhead and scurried away the lizards
Children’s voices in the hills nearby were like the chirping of songbirds
Beetles crept with each step under vineyards high above
The girl took my hand and smiled at me as we walked along in love
The blossoms of many a sage were orange, and white and purple
We held each other closely exchanging words and kisses special
Petals blue, yellow, and pink with the spicy scent of wild things
As we gazed into each other’s eyes reminded of how love begins.
Friday, May 12, 2017
Winter's End - with audio
audio link
Stars fall from frozen fingers reach
Pierced by beams of golden sunlight's keep
All souls who behold the sight
Wonder once again with great delight
At the Hand that shapes the seasons
So tide and life go through their cycles
As winter's gray head stops her struggle
To reflect the purest white o'er another
Shedding tears that yield the earth her need
Bringing joy and green and nourishment to each and every seed
Stars fall from frozen fingers reach
Pierced by beams of golden sunlight's keep
All souls who behold the sight
Wonder once again with great delight
At the Hand that shapes the seasons
So tide and life go through their cycles
As winter's gray head stops her struggle
To reflect the purest white o'er another
Shedding tears that yield the earth her need
Bringing joy and green and nourishment to each and every seed
Thursday, May 11, 2017
Time - with audio
audio link
TIME
Every one heard the shot
They started off the block
The clock struck 12
They reached the end
No time anymore since it stopped
Wade, swim, float, sink and drown
In the sea of time and its many a storm
Were it not for the hand reaching down
From beyond that which can be fathomed
From beyond that which can be known
Yet the times of pain and pleasure
Beget joy and sorrows in good measure
No escape but death in the labor, fear or treasure
Sad, the journey traveled away from those we love
Paradoxically, it brings reunion with loved ones gone above
But sight is feeble and cannot see beyond
The toil and happiness of life and home
Time marches onward like some god soldier
Ushers life along, makes one wiser or bolder
To the frontline where work and day are finished
The structure once vacant is then demolished
Youth is not a capricious or thoughtless gift
It but helps the traveler be ready and equipped
For revelry and progeny and days of endless sun
Reflecting not upon the arduous task that they've begun
Blithely carrying the crushing weight of every year and hour
But time cannot put out the spirit’s brightly burning flower
Rather it is history that will be undone eventually
By something reflected in each soul called eternity
Herein this story we must now make an end
But conversely, let us tell everyone how it will begin
In this verse is a chronology, the reader to remind
It speaks of life’s predicament, dressed up in nursery rhyme
Of life and death and happiness, and work under the sun,
The rising unto heaven, so you'd better have some fun
For the great cosmos will one day have run out all time
Therein to announce a newly
begun paradigmTuesday, May 09, 2017
This Spring Day Clear - with audio
audio link
Springtime is here
With wishes dear
Those of love
Those of lust
A treasure trove
to now entrust
Birds in the trees
Blossoms on the breeze
A tear in the eye
An ache in the heart
A deep drawn sigh
A spirit's fire to start
On the face is cool May air
A burst of sun in golden hair
In the hand
Of the Creator
Seas and sand
Poles to equator
Far and near, Far and near
So very near
This Spring day clear
Springtime is here
With wishes dear
Those of love
Those of lust
A treasure trove
to now entrust
Birds in the trees
Blossoms on the breeze
A tear in the eye
An ache in the heart
A deep drawn sigh
A spirit's fire to start
On the face is cool May air
A burst of sun in golden hair
In the hand
Of the Creator
Seas and sand
Poles to equator
Far and near, Far and near
So very near
This Spring day clear
The Being Lifted Up Doth Soar - with audio
audio link
Once again above the cotton
Rode the bronco till it calmed
Fears of wreckage now forgotten
Peace arrived here now entombed
Sun is there so brightly lining
All the horizon now can offer
Fueled by wind and fire climbing
The spirit released can no more suffer
Gliding with the winged birds
Shall the mouth dare to speak
Of that which lives beyond our words
Touching upon the highest peak
In azure and white, the hushed roar
Blazing journey through the heavens
Now the being lifted up doth soar
Grateful for all the Eternal One hath given
Once again above the cotton
Rode the bronco till it calmed
Fears of wreckage now forgotten
Peace arrived here now entombed
Sun is there so brightly lining
All the horizon now can offer
Fueled by wind and fire climbing
The spirit released can no more suffer
Gliding with the winged birds
Shall the mouth dare to speak
Of that which lives beyond our words
Touching upon the highest peak
In azure and white, the hushed roar
Blazing journey through the heavens
Now the being lifted up doth soar
Grateful for all the Eternal One hath given
The Beast - with audio
audio link
The beast came out again
It came out of my hide where
He had been lurking just beneath the surface
He comes to destroy and consume
To obliterate all
All that would stand in his way
Where does he come from
What catapults him into the light of day
Up and out of the darkness
I think he feels entitled
Yes, entitled to a life of leisure
A life that does not exist
He cares not, nor empathizes a little
He is a fire that consumes
Even his own soul
I need Superman to come and defeat him
To cast him down into a deep cavern
And then cover the entrance with a giant boulder
Maybe NASA could send him to Mars
Or perhaps a Telsa particle beam
Could shrink him down to nothing
The only real way to defeat him
Is written of in the sacred scrolls'
In chapters concerning great love
Love is the power that can overcome all things
It's strength is displayed in acts of service and kindness
Illustrated in the pouring out of oneself for another
This is the only course of action to defeat the enemy
Love is surely the only way to kill the beast
And to put out the raging flames within.
The beast came out again
It came out of my hide where
He had been lurking just beneath the surface
He comes to destroy and consume
To obliterate all
All that would stand in his way
Where does he come from
What catapults him into the light of day
Up and out of the darkness
I think he feels entitled
Yes, entitled to a life of leisure
A life that does not exist
He cares not, nor empathizes a little
He is a fire that consumes
Even his own soul
I need Superman to come and defeat him
To cast him down into a deep cavern
And then cover the entrance with a giant boulder
Maybe NASA could send him to Mars
Or perhaps a Telsa particle beam
Could shrink him down to nothing
The only real way to defeat him
Is written of in the sacred scrolls'
In chapters concerning great love
Love is the power that can overcome all things
It's strength is displayed in acts of service and kindness
Illustrated in the pouring out of oneself for another
This is the only course of action to defeat the enemy
Love is surely the only way to kill the beast
And to put out the raging flames within.
Plano Vignette - with audio
audio link
Dallas is surreal, 20 miles to the northeast
I'm sitting in an airport 50s style restaurant
having breakfast and coffee
The TV is playing a string of commercials
For Coltons BBQ Ribs and alternately
Super king sized Chevy Suburbans
That are surrounded by cowboys
Well, they really know their market
As there seems to be a BBQ Steakhouse
on every street corner, with lots of
Chevy Suburbans in each parking lot
The news is reporting a problem
In Plano Texas on the freeway
It is 33 degrees Fahrenheit
And dark outside at 6:30 am
A couple of well dressed ladies with big hair
Are at the bar, in western winter long coats
And boots, looking like they just walked off
The combined sets of Dallas and North Dallas 40
One is standing drinking beer from a wine goblet
While the other sits on a stool nearby
Drinking another beer from a very large stein
I am ill prepared for the weather
I had no clue that it gets so cold in Dallas
The bar keep is a young man in his 20s
Slight of build with a long crew cut waxed down
He's got the look of a rancher already,
White buttoned down shirt, jeans and boots
Just like I probably have the look of an L.A. type
With my day old wrinkled suit and colorful Looney Tunes tie.
Dallas is surreal, 20 miles to the northeast
I'm sitting in an airport 50s style restaurant
having breakfast and coffee
The TV is playing a string of commercials
For Coltons BBQ Ribs and alternately
Super king sized Chevy Suburbans
That are surrounded by cowboys
Well, they really know their market
As there seems to be a BBQ Steakhouse
on every street corner, with lots of
Chevy Suburbans in each parking lot
The news is reporting a problem
In Plano Texas on the freeway
It is 33 degrees Fahrenheit
And dark outside at 6:30 am
A couple of well dressed ladies with big hair
Are at the bar, in western winter long coats
And boots, looking like they just walked off
The combined sets of Dallas and North Dallas 40
One is standing drinking beer from a wine goblet
While the other sits on a stool nearby
Drinking another beer from a very large stein
I am ill prepared for the weather
I had no clue that it gets so cold in Dallas
The bar keep is a young man in his 20s
Slight of build with a long crew cut waxed down
He's got the look of a rancher already,
White buttoned down shirt, jeans and boots
Just like I probably have the look of an L.A. type
With my day old wrinkled suit and colorful Looney Tunes tie.
Winter Gives Up Her Secrets - with audio
audio link
Winter gives up her secrets
As the ice begins to melt
And the swollen rivers run
Clouds of mist
Appear upon the windows
Somewhere a door opens
Down on the ocean floor
There a wave is building
Fixed upon the tidal forces
Break open the earth
See the fires burning
Molten rock flowing
Snowy coat wearies the mountains
Smoke from volcanoes rising up
In that wintry moment
Breath deeply the cold fresh air
Quietly it speaks of past fallen leaves, and
Foretells of trumpeting spring
Winter gives up her secrets
As the ice begins to melt
And the swollen rivers run
Clouds of mist
Appear upon the windows
Somewhere a door opens
Down on the ocean floor
There a wave is building
Fixed upon the tidal forces
Break open the earth
See the fires burning
Molten rock flowing
Snowy coat wearies the mountains
Smoke from volcanoes rising up
In that wintry moment
Breath deeply the cold fresh air
Quietly it speaks of past fallen leaves, and
Foretells of trumpeting spring
Monday, May 08, 2017
Let It Go - with audio
audio link
Sleep, sleep, sleep
Silent violent dreams
In quiet murmurings keep
Awaken from thy schemes
Coffee chase the vitamins
Sink in the aspirin
Churning stomach
Headache tumult
Throbbing emotions
Reverberate
Keys in hand
Out the gate
Driving down the 405
Hollow stare
From my eyes
Seeking in
The sinking hole
Deep within
My darkened soul
Music soaring
In my ear
Foggy thoughts
Coming clear
Cold dull cloudy day
Beethoven Pathetique
Finds the way
In the head
Angry thoughts
In the heart
Hard dark shouts
No wherefores,
and never why
Hide out in a box and die
Feel not sorry for yourself
Take the fight
Down off the shelf
No my friend
Not as you suppose
Turn away now
Let it go, let it go, let it go
Soften the stance
Go slow go slow
Slowly face the friends
That you know
They are not to blame
For the trouble
And the pain
In this life one
Needn't be alone -
In the chaotic
Reds, black and brown
There is support
For you and me
A gathering of community
Ask and breath
Task receive
Try and see
Let it go, let it go, let it go
When thoughtless deed
And rage are gone
As the strength surfaces
Take courage and move on
Sleep, sleep, sleep
Silent violent dreams
In quiet murmurings keep
Awaken from thy schemes
Coffee chase the vitamins
Sink in the aspirin
Churning stomach
Headache tumult
Throbbing emotions
Reverberate
Keys in hand
Out the gate
Driving down the 405
Hollow stare
From my eyes
Seeking in
The sinking hole
Deep within
My darkened soul
Music soaring
In my ear
Foggy thoughts
Coming clear
Cold dull cloudy day
Beethoven Pathetique
Finds the way
In the head
Angry thoughts
In the heart
Hard dark shouts
No wherefores,
and never why
Hide out in a box and die
Feel not sorry for yourself
Take the fight
Down off the shelf
No my friend
Not as you suppose
Turn away now
Let it go, let it go, let it go
Soften the stance
Go slow go slow
Slowly face the friends
That you know
They are not to blame
For the trouble
And the pain
In this life one
Needn't be alone -
In the chaotic
Reds, black and brown
There is support
For you and me
A gathering of community
Ask and breath
Task receive
Try and see
Let it go, let it go, let it go
When thoughtless deed
And rage are gone
As the strength surfaces
Take courage and move on
Friday, May 05, 2017
We Two Spirits - with audio
Audio Link
Precious lambs float across the sky
Loves tide awakens the sunrise
Golden lines that cannot be traced
Traveling beyond the reaches of thought
Brilliant winds speeding, height and depth
We two spirits, hearts joining
Melting with each breath
Precious lambs float across the sky
Loves tide awakens the sunrise
Golden lines that cannot be traced
Traveling beyond the reaches of thought
Brilliant winds speeding, height and depth
We two spirits, hearts joining
Melting with each breath
Thursday, May 04, 2017
To live Again - with audio
audio link
The golden rolling, journeying ball
Rolls along, rolls along
Silently leaving
All behind, all behind
I wish to catch it, to hold it still
Somehow I know, I never will
Never will, hold it still
The leaves of the trees
Pile ever higher, ever higher
The winds blow the ball
That I cannot catch
Evermore, evermore beyond my reach
A thousand places, a thousand times
Falling farther, and further behind
Yet I cannot end my search
For ambition drives the climb
Seeking out a better perch, a better perch
Till mine eyes may see so well
To watch that ball roll over, over the hill
Stepping off the running treadmill
Knowing that the game once played
Has been played, been played so well
To escape that dreary cell
The place of fire, the place of hell
Then to live again as was meant
By the love of the Lily spent
To find the lamb, the lamb who went
To his heaven's gate, his heaven's high
There, to contemplate with affection
His tattered bride, his tattered bride
Wednesday, May 03, 2017
Gone Is Thy Flight - with audio
audio link
O magnificent one
Set loose upon
The unseen ether
Above his voice is heard
Soaring ever higher
In the bluest sky
His glory is great
Beauty is his coat
But his fall is wretched
Lying broken
Among the feathers
Gone is thy flight
Where is the might
In the feebleness
Of some memory
Distorted and perverted
None is there
Who love him yet
Or who weep
Over his descent
Prince of heavens
Who rode horizons
To the four points
Mapping curling updrafts
None are left who
Know or care to see
The raptor's journey
Save the Eternal
Who created his climb
Taught him to fly
Lifted him up in
Excellence and freedom
He will not abandon
His beloved creatures
For His judgment
Is pure and perfect
Upon it rests the
Spheres, darkness and light
With the hope of all things
Until creation is made new.
O magnificent one
Set loose upon
The unseen ether
Above his voice is heard
Soaring ever higher
In the bluest sky
His glory is great
Beauty is his coat
But his fall is wretched
Lying broken
Among the feathers
Gone is thy flight
Where is the might
In the feebleness
Of some memory
Distorted and perverted
None is there
Who love him yet
Or who weep
Over his descent
Prince of heavens
Who rode horizons
To the four points
Mapping curling updrafts
None are left who
Know or care to see
The raptor's journey
Save the Eternal
Who created his climb
Taught him to fly
Lifted him up in
Excellence and freedom
He will not abandon
His beloved creatures
For His judgment
Is pure and perfect
Upon it rests the
Spheres, darkness and light
With the hope of all things
Until creation is made new.
Tuesday, May 02, 2017
Three Words - with audio
audio link
On the wings of fervent prayer
My love caught me unaware
Come away with me my love
Let me hold you in my arms
Holding hands walking side by side
Dreams and hopes in love are spoken
Shadows flee away from our love
We like doves are lifted by the dawn
Our love is like the Jasmine
Wild, fragrant, and flowering
The red pomegranate speaks of our love
With orange blossoms and nightingale's song
Sun and moon and the starry host above
Together with the Spring must boast of our love
When our eyes meet with kisses sweet,
And loving hearts are joined eternally
Three words with passionate longing pursue
I love you, I love you, I love you.
On the wings of fervent prayer
My love caught me unaware
Come away with me my love
Let me hold you in my arms
Holding hands walking side by side
Dreams and hopes in love are spoken
Shadows flee away from our love
We like doves are lifted by the dawn
Our love is like the Jasmine
Wild, fragrant, and flowering
The red pomegranate speaks of our love
With orange blossoms and nightingale's song
Sun and moon and the starry host above
Together with the Spring must boast of our love
When our eyes meet with kisses sweet,
And loving hearts are joined eternally
Three words with passionate longing pursue
I love you, I love you, I love you.
Saturday, April 29, 2017
The Dove - with audio
audio link
Through many a veil and sandstorm
The scent of myriad desert flowers called out
Seeking passage in the whispering of the wind's
Hot breath blown upon the hills of a Holy Land
Dervishes turned and beggars gathered around the square's
Source of water to the sounds of rattling old carts and
The crowds of the bazaar, the sun shown down commanding
Beauty to dance in the lines on the faces of an ancient people
There yellowed pages restlessly unfolded and Torah
Scrolls were opened in a place where Moses was not forgotten
The strains of King David's Psalms were expressed in voice,
Plucked out on the lyre, and then tished and tapped on the timbrel
A lone dove caught the rising scent of the desert blossoms
And carried it to the Psalms' expressive songs emanating from the people
There they mingled, aroma and prayer, in the ripples on the surface of a pool
That never ran dry, and the Dove's reflection traveled over the water
Once captured in the Sun's powerful rays, the Dove's descent
Was blindingly beautiful and a glorious vision, gasps were heard,
And time seemed to stand still for the many pilgrims who had stopped
To refresh themselves with a dipper of the pool's life giving water.
From the moment of the Dove's first appearance, there arose from the pool
A mist each morning and evening, that lifted with it the sweet savor and song,
It was a mixture of many a soul's longing, praise and thanksgiving
Ascending into the presence of the Almighty One in the highest heavens above
The God of Salvation held out His Right Hand in mercy and compassion
The rising vapor upon touching the finger of Hashem (THE NAME), began at once to descend
Only now it was transformed, into a falling rainbow broken into sparkling droplets of dew
And within each one's brightness and colors was represented the promises of His Eternal Love
As millennia passed, life and commerce in the noisy market place, continued to flourish
And to this very day - there is yet a point of light reflected down from high above,
Dancing upon the pool in the old square where long ago the scents of Etrog and Myrtle,
With Psalms of joy, music and prayer were wed together by a Dove in the morning light
The pure water remains radiant in the sun each day and in the moonlight at night
It is a healing balm and a source of life to the thirsty spirit of every weary sojourner
They, together with the hearts of all the many peoples of the old kingdom, await patiently for the Return of the Dove and the coming of the Bridegroom within the heart of Jerusalem, City of Gold.
Through many a veil and sandstorm
The scent of myriad desert flowers called out
Seeking passage in the whispering of the wind's
Hot breath blown upon the hills of a Holy Land
Dervishes turned and beggars gathered around the square's
Source of water to the sounds of rattling old carts and
The crowds of the bazaar, the sun shown down commanding
Beauty to dance in the lines on the faces of an ancient people
There yellowed pages restlessly unfolded and Torah
Scrolls were opened in a place where Moses was not forgotten
The strains of King David's Psalms were expressed in voice,
Plucked out on the lyre, and then tished and tapped on the timbrel
A lone dove caught the rising scent of the desert blossoms
And carried it to the Psalms' expressive songs emanating from the people
There they mingled, aroma and prayer, in the ripples on the surface of a pool
That never ran dry, and the Dove's reflection traveled over the water
Once captured in the Sun's powerful rays, the Dove's descent
Was blindingly beautiful and a glorious vision, gasps were heard,
And time seemed to stand still for the many pilgrims who had stopped
To refresh themselves with a dipper of the pool's life giving water.
From the moment of the Dove's first appearance, there arose from the pool
A mist each morning and evening, that lifted with it the sweet savor and song,
It was a mixture of many a soul's longing, praise and thanksgiving
Ascending into the presence of the Almighty One in the highest heavens above
The God of Salvation held out His Right Hand in mercy and compassion
The rising vapor upon touching the finger of Hashem (THE NAME), began at once to descend
Only now it was transformed, into a falling rainbow broken into sparkling droplets of dew
And within each one's brightness and colors was represented the promises of His Eternal Love
As millennia passed, life and commerce in the noisy market place, continued to flourish
And to this very day - there is yet a point of light reflected down from high above,
Dancing upon the pool in the old square where long ago the scents of Etrog and Myrtle,
With Psalms of joy, music and prayer were wed together by a Dove in the morning light
The pure water remains radiant in the sun each day and in the moonlight at night
It is a healing balm and a source of life to the thirsty spirit of every weary sojourner
They, together with the hearts of all the many peoples of the old kingdom, await patiently for the Return of the Dove and the coming of the Bridegroom within the heart of Jerusalem, City of Gold.
Thursday, April 27, 2017
You - with audio
audio link
When I am afraid
You see the child
A crying man
You hold me
In your arms
You give me
Your hand
You are my candle
In shadows dark
My companion
As I embark
Light on the way
You are my guide
On stormy sea
You are my peace
Among the turmoil
You never cease
You fill my
Lamp with oil
You are my
Health and shield
To your love
I gladly yield
When I am afraid
You see the child
A crying man
You hold me
In your arms
You give me
Your hand
You are my candle
In shadows dark
My companion
As I embark
Light on the way
You are my guide
On stormy sea
You are my peace
Among the turmoil
You never cease
You fill my
Lamp with oil
You are my
Health and shield
To your love
I gladly yield
Love Is Not Dependant - with audio
audio link
Love is not dependent
On being with another, what others think,
Vaunted sex, social status, or looks
It is not at once passionate
And then disillusioned, rather it endures
Love is not possessive, but patient and kind
Love leaves room for thought and understanding
Freedom, autonomy, reaching out and compassion
Love is more than just passing knowledge, it is active
Love is a happening from beyond our existence
Apart from our efforts, love lives, touching all
Forgiving, believing, overcoming, hoping
Love is the author of miracles, a courageous spirit
Love brings us pain, sadness, joy and gladness
It brings us together and cares for us when we're apart
Love makes a fountain of an empty heart
It makes sense of chaos, wisdom of foolishness
Loves is healing, building up, renewing, eternal.
When we open ourselves to love
All things good and right are possible
Love watches over and serves all things great and small
Love creates and holds the multiverse together
Light, darkness, creation, and brings us little children
To seek love, help others, find peace, happiness and life.
Love is not dependent
On being with another, what others think,
Vaunted sex, social status, or looks
It is not at once passionate
And then disillusioned, rather it endures
Love is not possessive, but patient and kind
Love leaves room for thought and understanding
Freedom, autonomy, reaching out and compassion
Love is more than just passing knowledge, it is active
Love is a happening from beyond our existence
Apart from our efforts, love lives, touching all
Forgiving, believing, overcoming, hoping
Love is the author of miracles, a courageous spirit
Love brings us pain, sadness, joy and gladness
It brings us together and cares for us when we're apart
Love makes a fountain of an empty heart
It makes sense of chaos, wisdom of foolishness
Loves is healing, building up, renewing, eternal.
When we open ourselves to love
All things good and right are possible
Love watches over and serves all things great and small
Love creates and holds the multiverse together
Light, darkness, creation, and brings us little children
To seek love, help others, find peace, happiness and life.
Wednesday, April 26, 2017
Holidays Far and Away - with audio
audio link
The glowing red embers were dying away
As the young girl drove off after evening prayers,
With chestnuts, hot tea and short bread cookies
Roasting in the still, bright fires of her mind
The host was gone to bed after offering
The young traveler the dainties of a cozy guest chamber
Her goodnight flew down the stairs
Like a stocking filled with candy
Her thoughts were aflame, filled with snaps of
Images and the ribbon of feelings from her past
Tidings of family, friends and all the persons
Whom she had known and loved over the years
The old clock like one whose mind could not be made up,
Pointed decisively first this way, then again that way
With it's long brass arm and disk, until the rhythmic
Telling became the subtle heartbeat of silent thoughts
The old folks, Nellie and Lynus, lay in slumber
Visioning a more peaceful time and day, like a silent film
Of flowers and the waving of wheat, within which
One might view the embodied freedom of their souls
Kindred distanced from us by time and space
Swirled into dreams with a kaleidoscope of happy memories
The angels marveled at how softly each breath was taken
The fluttering of eyelashes, soft chuckles and rosy complexions
The Eternal One was working miracles this night
Across town, the young miss arrived home,
Took off her shoes and was quickly into her sleeping gown
Then hopping into bed she bade the house pets to join her
After reading a few verses of Edna St. Vincent Millay
To all the curious eyes and pointed ears on the bed
A ponderous sigh expressed itself on her countenance
While escaping from deep within her gentle frame
Life, she thought, how wonderful and mysterious
As the enchantment of midnight overcame the day's excitement
The girl could no longer feel the room's cold air about her
Only her little friends and the stars above were aware of her quiet smile
The green leather sofa murmured from beneath his form
As the bell in the old clock called the young traveler's name
Sleepy burning coals hissed, sputtered and tap-danced a kindly lullaby
Faintly hinting of the hearth's earlier fire outlined by the room's darkness
Thus, Christmas eve, passed into one with Christmas day
The angels in Heaven rejoiced while the hilltops
Changed from the shadows of night to the pinks of dawn
And merry became the sun's rising as the birds sang with our spirits
So shall peace remain in our hearts and thoughts beyond the fullness of time
We rejoice and give thanks, because the Almighty one has seen to all this,
Awakened his creation once more this day, wrought wondrous things,
And even now continues to bind all things together in the Messiah's love.
The glowing red embers were dying away
As the young girl drove off after evening prayers,
With chestnuts, hot tea and short bread cookies
Roasting in the still, bright fires of her mind
The host was gone to bed after offering
The young traveler the dainties of a cozy guest chamber
Her goodnight flew down the stairs
Like a stocking filled with candy
Her thoughts were aflame, filled with snaps of
Images and the ribbon of feelings from her past
Tidings of family, friends and all the persons
Whom she had known and loved over the years
The old clock like one whose mind could not be made up,
Pointed decisively first this way, then again that way
With it's long brass arm and disk, until the rhythmic
Telling became the subtle heartbeat of silent thoughts
The old folks, Nellie and Lynus, lay in slumber
Visioning a more peaceful time and day, like a silent film
Of flowers and the waving of wheat, within which
One might view the embodied freedom of their souls
Kindred distanced from us by time and space
Swirled into dreams with a kaleidoscope of happy memories
The angels marveled at how softly each breath was taken
The fluttering of eyelashes, soft chuckles and rosy complexions
The Eternal One was working miracles this night
Across town, the young miss arrived home,
Took off her shoes and was quickly into her sleeping gown
Then hopping into bed she bade the house pets to join her
After reading a few verses of Edna St. Vincent Millay
To all the curious eyes and pointed ears on the bed
A ponderous sigh expressed itself on her countenance
While escaping from deep within her gentle frame
Life, she thought, how wonderful and mysterious
As the enchantment of midnight overcame the day's excitement
The girl could no longer feel the room's cold air about her
Only her little friends and the stars above were aware of her quiet smile
The green leather sofa murmured from beneath his form
As the bell in the old clock called the young traveler's name
Sleepy burning coals hissed, sputtered and tap-danced a kindly lullaby
Faintly hinting of the hearth's earlier fire outlined by the room's darkness
Thus, Christmas eve, passed into one with Christmas day
The angels in Heaven rejoiced while the hilltops
Changed from the shadows of night to the pinks of dawn
And merry became the sun's rising as the birds sang with our spirits
So shall peace remain in our hearts and thoughts beyond the fullness of time
We rejoice and give thanks, because the Almighty one has seen to all this,
Awakened his creation once more this day, wrought wondrous things,
And even now continues to bind all things together in the Messiah's love.
Tuesday, April 25, 2017
Untitled - with audio
audio link
I carry with me always
Something lighter than a feather
Greater than the mighty Oceans
Brighter and faster than light
Older than the universe itself
It grows from the tiniest of seeds
A perfection that cannot be bought
All this and more is given
More than my share
Was given to me in love
The one who gave it was killed
In the process of purchasing it
Yet he still lives with more of it to give
So it is that I Joyfully give it to you
For my supply is endless
There is plenty for you
Your family and friends
Why, the whole world over
Could not exhaust the supply
However, I must tell you
It is not me who does the giving
It is my Father and another
of his sons, a prince most favored
Whose name means
The Almighty salvation,
Wisdom, and eternal healing
Is here among and with us
If you believe in these
And your lips have spoken of it
Then you already have
The gift that is being offered.
I carry with me always
Something lighter than a feather
Greater than the mighty Oceans
Brighter and faster than light
Older than the universe itself
It grows from the tiniest of seeds
A perfection that cannot be bought
All this and more is given
More than my share
Was given to me in love
The one who gave it was killed
In the process of purchasing it
Yet he still lives with more of it to give
So it is that I Joyfully give it to you
For my supply is endless
There is plenty for you
Your family and friends
Why, the whole world over
Could not exhaust the supply
However, I must tell you
It is not me who does the giving
It is my Father and another
of his sons, a prince most favored
Whose name means
The Almighty salvation,
Wisdom, and eternal healing
Is here among and with us
If you believe in these
And your lips have spoken of it
Then you already have
The gift that is being offered.
Plateau of Peace - with audio
audio link
Sunset balances red upon the hills
Stealthy quiet has reached it's plateau
Somewhere, a train moans out a warning
Long loving thoughts of home return
Fleeting mauves, silence once more
Peace seems to have settled
In shadowy cedars feathery branches
Crescent moon holds up a
Violet canopy of flickering stars
Gaudy streetlight, cars hum by
Confusion among the fauna
Sidewalk whispers telling stories
Revealing wooden heels, and
Voices off in the distance
A child's crying is soothed
Waxen green tendrils warmed
By the buttercup yellow
Of a small window lamp
Upstaged for moment
By the crackling snap and sweep
Of dry Summer leaves caught
With twigs beneath my steps
Strange, the fascination
Of all things encountered
Captivating the imagination
As we behold life
In the reverie of our existence
Gentle, the swaying of spirit
Calm, are the many waters
Still is the soul at peace.
Sunset balances red upon the hills
Stealthy quiet has reached it's plateau
Somewhere, a train moans out a warning
Long loving thoughts of home return
Fleeting mauves, silence once more
Peace seems to have settled
In shadowy cedars feathery branches
Crescent moon holds up a
Violet canopy of flickering stars
Gaudy streetlight, cars hum by
Confusion among the fauna
Sidewalk whispers telling stories
Revealing wooden heels, and
Voices off in the distance
A child's crying is soothed
Waxen green tendrils warmed
By the buttercup yellow
Of a small window lamp
Upstaged for moment
By the crackling snap and sweep
Of dry Summer leaves caught
With twigs beneath my steps
Strange, the fascination
Of all things encountered
Captivating the imagination
As we behold life
In the reverie of our existence
Gentle, the swaying of spirit
Calm, are the many waters
Still is the soul at peace.
Monday, April 24, 2017
Silent Slumber - with audio
audio link
Sweetly Silent
Is my slumber
With God above
In heavens' chamber
Raging Storm
Outside is heard
Stirring up
Dusty dessert
Hot air mixes
With oceans breath
A dog's bark breaks
The howling night
It is morning
And black as pitch
Tomorrow brings
A day of saints
Violently submits
Sleep to capture
Await dawn's face
Love's light enrapture
Sweetly Silent
Is my slumber
With God above
In heavens' chamber
Raging Storm
Outside is heard
Stirring up
Dusty dessert
Hot air mixes
With oceans breath
A dog's bark breaks
The howling night
It is morning
And black as pitch
Tomorrow brings
A day of saints
Violently submits
Sleep to capture
Await dawn's face
Love's light enrapture
Friday, April 21, 2017
Ocean and Orchid - with audio
audio link
Even the mightiest ocean
Soothes the ear and
Humbly licks the shore
Every Orchid
No matter how beautiful
Starts in the dirt
Even the mightiest ocean
Soothes the ear and
Humbly licks the shore
Every Orchid
No matter how beautiful
Starts in the dirt
Thursday, April 20, 2017
Tiny Dancer - with audio
audio link
There came a tiny dancer
A twinkling in my eye
Kind words were sent a prancing
More comely by and by
The air was light and fancy
Fair music was her hair
Fierce winds her fanfare coming
Her farewell sweet breezes were
There came a tiny dancer
A twinkling in my eye
Kind words were sent a prancing
More comely by and by
The air was light and fancy
Fair music was her hair
Fierce winds her fanfare coming
Her farewell sweet breezes were
Wednesday, April 19, 2017
Gypsy - with audio
audio link
Gypsy Horse
Shiny silk auburn
Sleek liquid marble
Passing thunder on the earth
Born of a grace and wildness
Pensive, restless, rippling beauty
Gypsy Horse
Shiny silk auburn
Sleek liquid marble
Passing thunder on the earth
Born of a grace and wildness
Pensive, restless, rippling beauty
Fragrant Incense - with audio
audio link
Tired shadows fled away
From the flowering pink Dawn
Dust spores collided and collected
Landing with a deafening silence
On the Venetian blinds and bookshelves
Sunlight broke in through the window pane
To offer a warm coat and a cheery smile
The room glowed as if suddenly alive
Awash in yellow and refracted colors of the rainbow
My soul felt like hot maple syrup
As I read God's words eternal
Outside the wind mocked and howled
Inside a spirit gave thanks and sang praises
Rising slowly upward like a fragrant incense
Tired shadows fled away
From the flowering pink Dawn
Dust spores collided and collected
Landing with a deafening silence
On the Venetian blinds and bookshelves
Sunlight broke in through the window pane
To offer a warm coat and a cheery smile
The room glowed as if suddenly alive
Awash in yellow and refracted colors of the rainbow
My soul felt like hot maple syrup
As I read God's words eternal
Outside the wind mocked and howled
Inside a spirit gave thanks and sang praises
Rising slowly upward like a fragrant incense
Tuesday, April 18, 2017
ALL THE SONGS - with audio
audio link
All the songs in the willful wind
Belong to Him Who created them
All the songs in the willful wind
Belong to him who lets them in
All the songs in the willful wind
Belong to Him Who created them
All the songs in the willful wind
Belong to him who lets them in
Melodies that play within
Hearts of loving kindness bring
Ringing joyful dances begin
Fiery storms raining precious
gems
CAW CAW MR. CROW - with audio
audio link
Caw Caw Mr. Crow
Looking for a bit of cherry,
Perhaps some bread-crust,
Special sun-arrayed foil,
Or a peanut shell
For tender morsels
Sumptuous delicacies,
And shiny relics
Such as these
You always come
In evening dress,
Black Coat and tails
Day or Night
Such stately manner
How very proper
You are sir
Caw Caw Mr. Crow
Caw Caw!
Caw Caw Mr. Crow
Looking for a bit of cherry,
Perhaps some bread-crust,
Special sun-arrayed foil,
Or a peanut shell
For tender morsels
Sumptuous delicacies,
And shiny relics
Such as these
You always come
In evening dress,
Black Coat and tails
Day or Night
Such stately manner
How very proper
You are sir
Caw Caw Mr. Crow
Caw Caw!
Peggy - with audio
audio link
Peggy Peggy Peggy
Lovely shining Peggy
Dancing for donuts
Smiling for reggae
Turning and twisting
Sunny and smiling
To fun just insisting
Giggly, sweet, beguiling
Jumping with bounce
I love you pretty Peggy
Every little ounce
Peggy Peggy Peggy
Lovely shining Peggy
Dancing for donuts
Smiling for reggae
Turning and twisting
Sunny and smiling
To fun just insisting
Giggly, sweet, beguiling
Jumping with bounce
I love you pretty Peggy
Every little ounce
Sunday, April 16, 2017
Social Media - with audio
audio link
I cannot dwell in the perfectly clear
Rather, more like the generally near
Of faded colors and blurry lines
Reverberations of my mind
Though my eyes be weak
And my hand be lame
A kind word yet bespeak
Drop a coin just the same
My cup is empty of glory
You have all the pencils
So tell me a story
A crumb from your stencil
Please throw me a pun
Out the window of your high tower
Shoot the bullets from your gun
I have need of your super power
Please forget the superficial love
In the haunts of electrostatic-pedia
For virtual is the blood
And so cold the ethereal flood
Of magnetic social media
G+
I cannot dwell in the perfectly clear
Rather, more like the generally near
Of faded colors and blurry lines
Reverberations of my mind
Though my eyes be weak
And my hand be lame
A kind word yet bespeak
Drop a coin just the same
My cup is empty of glory
You have all the pencils
So tell me a story
A crumb from your stencil
Please throw me a pun
Out the window of your high tower
Shoot the bullets from your gun
I have need of your super power
Please forget the superficial love
In the haunts of electrostatic-pedia
For virtual is the blood
And so cold the ethereal flood
Of magnetic social media
G+
Friday, April 14, 2017
Slipping Sands - with audio
audio link
When slipping sands all turn to stone
When all there is to know is known
By reason that we may not cherish
All in this world will perish
No stone or ground left unturned
Every life, and every home
With crackling trumpet sound
The mighty heavens shall abound
Messiah is come in Glory!
When slipping sands all turn to stone
When all there is to know is known
By reason that we may not cherish
All in this world will perish
No stone or ground left unturned
Every life, and every home
With crackling trumpet sound
The mighty heavens shall abound
Messiah is come in Glory!
Thursday, April 13, 2017
Rolled Forth in Peace - with audio
audio link
The notes
Of the rock-band
Were frayed
And clashed
Until they shook
My whole being
In seeming
Reminiscence
Of the earthquake
Earlier that day
But all the while
My heart
Like many waters
Of the oceans
Rolled forth
In peace
The notes
Of the rock-band
Were frayed
And clashed
Until they shook
My whole being
In seeming
Reminiscence
Of the earthquake
Earlier that day
But all the while
My heart
Like many waters
Of the oceans
Rolled forth
In peace
Potatoes and Eggs - with audio
audio link
Potatoes and eggs (big breath in)
Sniffin in a whiff
Breathin in the goodness
Set about my business
Havin more than I shoulda
With my brother as my witness
Sour cream and muffin
One banana, orange juice
Down I am stuffing
Mmmmmm, mmmmm!
Yummy, yummy!
I just wanna say
Thank you mummy!
Wrecking Ball - with audio
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I've hurt someone
Now like a wrecking ball inside me
Again and again each memory
Of the people that I've hurt
Slams and hollows this one out
Like an old abandoned building
What a conceited ass
I have become
My hands reach out
All they find is rubble
My nostrils fill with smoke and dust
Ashes and sulfur are my accusers
Tears lay choking and thrashing
Somewhere deep within
Damn the cold stillness
In the granite quarry
Of a pride cramped belly
I've hurt someone
Now like a wrecking ball inside me
Again and again each memory
Of the people that I've hurt
Slams and hollows this one out
Like an old abandoned building
What a conceited ass
I have become
My hands reach out
All they find is rubble
My nostrils fill with smoke and dust
Ashes and sulfur are my accusers
Tears lay choking and thrashing
Somewhere deep within
Damn the cold stillness
In the granite quarry
Of a pride cramped belly
A balloon filled with putrid air
A glove with no hand to take it
A cloud without rain
A glove with no hand to take it
A cloud without rain
As my silence groans
In the growing darkness
Of empty words and
Broken promises
Trampled love and
Shattered relationships
Echos, of what was
And what might have been.
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