Abdicate

dance
dance
yet again I say
dance

abdicate self
remembering not
for other is falling
forget him not

neglect your own boot straps
folly this is not

dance it has been said


forget self...
and dance...

diablo

I wish it would just go away
I wish it would go away
I wish and I wish
tear and rip
please help me miss
because I wish
I wish
that this would just go away

Set Sun Set not yet

Fret not
let your heart rest
because the sun will not set

whatever may come
what else wont let
give not vacancy to unrest
because the sun will
wont
not ever
set

come crashing waves
come disrupting wreck
dont be purturbed
becuase this sun
a mighty one
will
not now
nor ever ever
set

Authors note- Shalom.

Mashiach


This. This.
Will never end.

One day church.
we will meet over there
then.

In a banquet a feast
fit for kings
and honored guests

This. This.
Will never end.


I'm telling you all
we will at once at times edge
be there over where
when time itself ends

a grand reunion
dancing singing
with all our closest friends.

Where mirth unfettered
and jubilee never ends

come one and all to Zion
this story came not from men
come lose yourself in the rapturous poetry

because
This. This.
will never end.

All surrounded by blinding lights
all centered like a flock
our shepard and a grand chorus of amen's
Shalom be our bread

the name
the only name that can give life to our feet of misery
heaven
a name worthy to wipe away all life's pain

fruitless

sad to say
this organic thing
living in me today

a forbidden desire
a faulty sink

eyes that glow
hair a pretty shade
breasts that gleam
smile deceitful

my heart a shade mean
mean
mean
mean


like Samson I shaved my head
bald and clean
unfortunate my gratitude
polka dot stockings
prancing around
making a scene


I'm weakened by the now
hearing with my eyeballs
feeling my way to the seen

now is my port destiny
eventual is to far to walk
tomorrow is what is truthfully mean

my hearts lifestyle petty
it's a house straw brick sturdy

glass houses full of rocks can't be seen

Now Playing - Luti-Kriss - (Bonus Track) - Album - Throwing Myself


Caterpillar Arm

caterpillar caterpillar
turned into a fly
caterpillar caterpillar
grew an arm
reached out and touched sky


you see I shot the mailman
the messenger offended my eye

the letter was delivered a year too early
so I turned him into a dirt pie

for all my expectations
for all my work is a fulfilled pity

this world works without my satisfaction
there appears to be a greater I and again a greater eye


sitting humbly with variety
still silent and relaying to the listener a defeated sigh

pride my un-maker
my undoing
attempting to run away with my mind

so no longer do I pretend I'm dressed in fine linen
throwing this here arm up

God
I give up
its your show now

not
it

them

nor I

Look again

look again
there is something pretty there
something not so dirty about the air

some clean in that look
perhaps its not so infested
give it a chance
look
and again look


its me
I am that

one you turn away from
a dirty window
soiled with the black

deep inside
there something worthwhile

but go a bit farther
outcast a smile

I'm on the other side of willow creek
underneath your roasting chimney
in fact

I'm your dirty window needing cleaning
but still on me living water kisses in drops

look again

would consideration be sacrilege?

I hope this inspires you

I hope you one day will end

I hope for your interrupted reality

in finding out

there is one thing in
and simultaneously out this world

that will never

ever end

I need words

my words hit the wind
and told me

it would soon be bright against the day

my hope hit the wind
astounded at this thing

carrying it

taking it away


my words and hope flighty with wonder
astounded
can there be anything better said they
is there greater?
are we really being swept away?

my reality hit the wind
but this is where I now leave you

this is where I get carried away
my doubt all mangled like confetti

there is a greater
it's real
I'm going away...

Forgive and never met

Light shine
greater than me

shine mine
why?
grace is free

(love)the overused word that doesn't mean the word

love keeps you steady
it tests you
make certain it will test you

how silly of you
if it is you
to try and date love

make a temporary statement and call it love

for it requires all of you

all ten toes
each of your ten fingers
one nose
both eyes
even that brain inside your skull

no fleeting passion
no flighty moodswing
away passing emotion
forsake passing circumstance

don't even speak it's name in vein
for love is sacred
holy
look up its above


it takes more than you
it takes all of you
it requires more than you can give of you

death alas be it's alias
"do" dear fellow be it's armor bearer
"everything" be it's closest brother
and "long suffering" it's mother

to know love is to be loved
and to love is to never ever let go
even when met with eternity

dark encamped around thee
nothing left to cling to
hand in the hand of love's liberty
smiling in the face of catastrophy

with an air of certainty
you say
this I do all and I do mean ALL

for

you

soli deo gloria


shine shine
round
perfect
light

yea ill go ahead and say it
divine

this I can not deny
this feeling

its not mine
not it
not might

and oh
oh
oh
it feels right

looking above
and outside me

it feels right
this small
unearthly
blue light

Murderer called pride

I'm untraceable
I'm midnight
the loss of starry sight

the little monster Frankenfright


I'm untouchable
unsinkable

the victimless crime
Gotham's grime

I'm you
I'm in you
I am you

I'm untraceable
I'm untraceable

the smashed out headlight
goin' 60

shot straight across a bridge
headin' clear past Kentucky


Author's Note: 1 Cor 10:12 Therefore let anyone who thinks that he stands take heed lest he fall.

eyelid

Yahweh

let not my eyes
lead this wagon weary

for one only can journey well
by faith

Four Wall Blackmail


Freedom is screaming in the night:

walls walls
damn these four walls

they curse me they curse me
all night I've been on my knees

they whisper they screech
they howl my secrets in the night

did the trees hear?
did they eavesdropping owl's take flight?

but not more
no more blackmail in sight

he took the sledgehammer
smashed the lying walls
crumbling them all

none left
none with might

a bitter morning cascading though the asbestos bight
crumbled my horror
new day
end night


Author's Note 1 Corinthians 4:16
16 Therefore we do not lose heart. Even though our outward man is perishing, yet the inward man is being renewed day by day.

Dedicated to every single male who struggles or has struggled with pornography. Jesus loves you and is that thing you search for on your screen. He created you to worship him. Imagine all the ecstasy you feel surpassed by freedom in him. That is salvation.

single

so said I with certainty

a love has past

none now with me

fond am I of what I wish to be

lovingly cradling a ghost close to me

for you my love I thread silk along the sea

an ocean I'd cry not if again I lost thee

far better for me
to love
then lose

then never to press close to thee
kiss
and hold
to speak words of poetry

to miss
to hope
to cherish
to love
to dream
to quarrel
then reconcile

to have another
together
like two doves

trusting

so then God says

"ok now it's going to rain
and billow and ruff and the sun I will snuff
the darkness will timber and fall like flakes
the roar of no sunshine will fall on your face

so hush child just hush child
there is no hand but mine to take"

for a season this persisted
for heavy a heart it did make

my salvation my trusting nature
my fathers hand I must take

and he said
"so trust child just trust child
this won't last forever
this will appreciate the laughter
smiles will reign down on your face
for I made the dark as well as happy bright laughter
embrace me
embrace me
my joy is a shattering earth that quakes"

"so hush now and hear all promise luster
my joy is an earth that quakes"

in the name of love

this is

too wonderful
too wonderful

and only the few see

what grace in time has given to me

for an infinite love
has set me free

Now Playing: Enya - Now we are free



lovely,awful, and pretty

I contest that for far too many
spring is no longer spring

I contest that for far to many
a flower does not sing

that air no longer nourishes
that laughter is not angelic

and children a bothersome thing

I contest for far to many the day holds no occasion
for the discovery of new things

no bright thankfulness of sunshine
no promise
no viewing of the sun complimenting perfectly
the air touching ever so lightly
the color of the birds wings

no redemption of former misery
no talk or song or lovely word can make love win

rain is a constant bother
not a miracle without which
beauty would not spring

you see dark must turn to morning
and to know pity is to be aware
there is another side of even the darkest sin

two sides to every quarrel
four seasons
fahrenheit to every celsius
and a loss for a win

pain for a cross in victory
hope it seems
is not what we've thought to have seen...

silver lining

Hope I said in the eternal book revealed to me.
So much more so much more.
I know because i shook the hand of my rescuer.
His love has fondled me.



Author's Note: Isaiah 40:31

family tree

today I said goodbye to thee

a leaf gone for now off the family tree

so long farewell
no more
c'est la vie

another leaf gone for now
off the family tree

brief was the fall
and close was the breeze
on one swift morning
awakening me

another leaf gone but one day
there will be a new tree

so long
fare well
carved in love on the trunk
in due time
we will all see


Authors Note: R.I.P uncle Ronnie I'll see you one day soon...

for grace I live

how blessed are are you
to not sense what i sense
not feel as I feel
that this darkness for you is not real

how blessed you be
to stand where you stand
for God to uphold you
with perseverance's stance

how legendary it is
to have the eyes of a hawk
giving no unsound thing a fair trial
and with humility squawk

for this I'm often undone
so for heroes I sing
and one day I wait for a lone chariot
that one day low
very low it might swing

Jesus

how beautiful my lord i said to thee
that sacrifice all done at calvary
when all my self was long last made free
my chains fell off
my heart forever free
heaven it seems
in a bloody palm embracing me

kingdom near
Jesus
taking up residence
in me

Currently Playing
Bjork
Album
Telegram

Track:
Hyperballad (BRODSKI QUARTET VERSION)

smiling

I'm smiling at you
I'm smiling at you
3 hours and the day be gone
yet I'm still smiling at you




Author's Note: For Marissa my girl:)

Intent before content

the truth for you
my hope for you

the truth for you
is my hope for you


no more servitude to a waterloo
giving yourself to what's untrue

my better years I would give to you
to give pause to the growth in you
the monstrous child you cling to

it's taking you
it's taking you
draining the better mind
using your eye with seeing and not through


look my friend
outside of you
fear not fear not the dirt
truth will indeed bury you

cast side the lies
let freedom ring true

outside my dove
out not in will carry you through


Author's Note: what is truth?

true blue sky

In an hour of eruption
I asked God why
why I said master

why can some not see the sky
the adornment
the beauty

the division of the hours
when some men toil
some play
all composing twenty four
all things under which time fly

do they not perceive the body
the motion of the heavenly body
upon which the sun imprints it's thigh?

the complexity of the ray and all it empties
the nourishment it provides to the eye

do they not see
do they not perceive this plenty?
do they truly never want the why?

my father calmed my inquiry
with a sentence he unraveled
all like a calm sigh
he said to me
the reason they know not is because the ask not
the reason my son is: they never look up at true blue sky


Author's Note: The reason the unbelieving man has never found the smallest molecule is this: The smallest molecule is composed of faith. Jesus Christ is the meaning of life itself. He. Lives. (John 14:19)

simply heaven

arising to meet the new sun

a look at my own heart

to my shock and awe

the Lord God did light more than a spark

to my certainty

directly in my ear he sought

to impart a new begining

and give me a new start

"you see my son hell is a reality

but it's not what I want

to avoid the travail and go to heaven

all you must do.

is simply not listen to your own heart"


Authors Note - C.S. Lewis once said " ultimately there are only two types of people in the world. One will look to the Lord and say, "Thy will be done" and the other the Lord will look to and say "Thy will be done."

In Love


can't you see
his love for you
moving fast
closer to

though the eye
masks what might be gleened

come to the cross
all
will
be
seen

Cross


I won't let "this" distort your love

or what you mean to me

all I know is two words then one capture it:

I'm forgiven

I'm forgiven

I'm forgiven



free

One Way


I sing for the deaf and lowly

dancing lively into traffic down a one way street

my beauty is the art of disaster
beware all who live following these feet

Now Playing - Mewithoutyou - Track - "I never said that I was brave"


pitter pat

I'm a trapped pitter pat
waiting for my boom boom crash
thunderous pow

I'm a trapped pitter pat
waiting for my enthrall

I'm just a wee pitter pat
in a world

sounding it's useless whirl


Authors Note: "Intense is the agony--
When the ear begins to hear, and the eye begins to see;
When the pulse begins to throb, the brain to think again;
The soul to feels it's flesh, and the flesh feels it's chains."

lovers made of mud

the heart of me
the heart of me

the devil did sigh
for he thought my end nigh

this heart in me
this heart in me

poison did wait
to watch this world part from me
but wait was for naught
for still two legs I stand heartily

new heart given me
new heart given me

for an ancient king
fought insurmountable odds to set me free
bigger than pride
rushing towards the plee

you pardoned me
you pardoned me

what my new king
doth I owe thee
for debt to pay
these chains of me now broken free

no longer to set foot in mud
no war of prisoner I be

for set in blood
this conquest of love
all for lovers made of mud

Ecclesiastes

He reached for the top
but there was nothing there

no pandora's box
no rocky peak

no gasping for air
no mountainous view
no pot of gold
nor silver lake to view

no rush of might
no warn of defeat

just empty grey dust
just him
looking down at his tired feet

what instigated this fool
what sparked his feat

why try to be the measure of all things
why leap a tall building
what would posses him
what illed him like unsalted meat


for all his toil
at journey's end
he stood with waking eye
searching for loss of sleep

no marching bands
nor trumpeteers

no quiet young girls to calm his jeers
no cash prize could dry his tears
no one here but him all ears

wondering what had let him steer

for all his quest led him here
vanity he exclaimed
as he stood
no chair

Now playing: Lord of the Rings:TTT - Helm's Deep



Warm it felt


bereft of reason
he woke the dark
his belly quaking
all is lost

maddened by iniquity
squeezed with dispair
he said
"is there no one to save me?"
"does a soul even care?"

but then a light parted darkness
a hand bit the cold air
he felt the warmth of a stranger
indeed quite nicely
a one did care

Bathroom

waiting for.
the bathroom.

hope my pants.
resist my fears.



Noino

onion.
whole.
eat it.
in tears.

Goodnight Tunnel

Goodnight my love
good night and good flight

it seems this tunnel I've always noticed
has taken no height

the crevices and longitude

are not the same not quite

the shadows seem more elegant
the stench of refuse left here
all are a delight

I recall a memory
but none seem to fit quite right

so it would appear reality
dimly lit
is now a beacon of light

and this old tunnel

doth now see good light


so I say this now gladly

good night tired memory
good night
good night
and
good night

sun light party


I looked at the sky
filed with light
and I watched the birds dance

kissing sunbeams
partnering with each other
flapping
laughing
and all this with no pants


I looked to the sky
staring at the gay seagulls
glaring with amazement
observing their freedom

as they danced in the sun's light
smiling happily
hugging piety

and all this
all this
all this
with no pants

Currently Playing: -hljómalind by Sigur Rós

prettier is he

the only point that matters
to me
and to you

is this

the fact that God stopped me
he redeemed the moment with every moment

prior

leading to

and present touch


the darkness disguised as light
turned ugly
as he whispered
I'm fond of you
gracefully I love you

and I'm pretty
pretty
oh so so
pretty

I'm prettier
prettier
pretty

then all at once my heart began to fluster
erupt
and explode like the crimson sundown
I witnessed this day

I'm in love you unperceptive ninny
I've fallen for one more beautiful
quicker than a sad eye can turn away

and all he said is
I'm prettier
prettier
pretty

God it seems
takes my breath away


Authors Note - I love you Jesus. Thank you. With every breath and wake.