Category Archives: Divinity

A LIE … AND A WORD

A lie. and a word
one of the same.
but a part from truth
one begged belief
and slayed truth
the word —
remained steadfast
the pillar of Divinity

:: 05-01-2014 ::


GOD SAVE THE WORLD

(never should it be the same thing}
I ate the summer sky at night
bending reed and heart
shot the yellow jacket wing
tasted the poison of it’s sting
painted an image of my heart
upon the basin of the Mississippi
and I rode my soul all the way
across the bayou to the City
of Southern sin and drinking
the party that never ends
and I danced with the devil
and sang of Eros and Gomorrah
and god slapped my cheek
daisy faced women cried for me
as they watched my soul sink
back into the mud of the river
that rages within the heart of all
Praise the One who damns us
and the angels weep for all
and I dropped to my knees
wishing I never thought clear
where a world walks in haze
and all mother kill their babies
Is someone going to save us
is anybody going to save the world?
God? devil? Superman?
we need someone who loves
loves the filth of humanity

:: 10-03-2014 ::


ANGELS

WHERE they dwell they weep,
luminous souls without seam.
The morning glory beyond,
a promise over all horizons!

They flitter, each by one alike,
across the fields and hearts,
the many, too many to count,
in God’s mystery garden of Life.

And when they touch human souls,
their heavenly feathers awaken
you in His glory and windy-melody,
and you, the child, Awakened!

:: 08-31-2014 ::


NO CHOICE

AND as I have said before,
We have no choice but
to accept free will.

And angels have lollipops
and devils pinwheels.

:: 08-22-2014 ::


MARY MADE MODERN PROMETHEUS

There you were, locked
in a wintry summer
that long cold
volcanic winter
by Mount Tambora
eruption

You spewed German
ghost stories
by German-French tongue
Your th ou ghts
fragmented

by the silky touch
of cold
a kiss from abyss
to heart

And you, Mary!
Born the Modern Prometheus!

And what say you, maker!
Mot of the clay of monster
but the soul within!?!

A brilliant mind of prose
Imagination beyond the horror
you created that day

A literary monster itself!
No thing that dispose!

:: 08-21-2014 ::


MARY MADE MODERN PROMETHEUS

There you were, locked
in a wintry summer
that long cold
volcanic winter
by Mount Tambora
eruption

You spewed German
ghost stories
by German-French tongue
Your th ou ghts
fragmented

by the silky touch
of cold
a kiss from abyss
to heart

And you, Mary!
Born the Modern Prometheus!

And what say you, maker!
Mot of the clay of monster
but the soul within!?!

A brilliant mind of prose
Imagination beyond the horror
you created that day

A literary monster itself!
No thing that dispose!

:: 08-21-2014 ::


SERIOUS MATTERS!

Who keeps pace
with life
and death?
That glory
to the grave?
Perhaps a smile,
perchance a tear?
And I, no chance —
just a smile
and perfect spirit

I tease endurance
and tame the soul!

:: 08-15-2014 ::


THE NAMES OF GOD

IN an incredible feat
of intellectual prowess
I counted the Names of God
and the stars went dark
and all the cosmos screamed
“HE has known! Love…”


GOD HAS A ROMANTIC STREAK

I once loved and it was good
and I asked God if He approved
His answer to me was this:

“My goose bumps created
the mountains…”

So I seek love again
but fear God’s pleasure!

:: 07-06-2014 ::


THE THOUGHT

GOD, within His infinite loneliness
said, “Do something, anything!”

And Lucifer said, “I have an idea.”

:: 07-04-2014 ::