Category Archives: #faith

A DEEP STATE OF YOU

“i’m listening,” i said.
“Well?…”

The words said:

“TELL me how a star can fall
Show me how to avoid it all
Touch my fish bowl but never
Never push me over — WATER!
The nostalgic drink for life
LOVE! — an elixir that
causes changes i’m trying to
hold it all TOGETHER!
i’m puppetized by you
Inside a deep State of You
I’m pauperized within me
Holding on holding on to
you-owe-you just you –”

U N G L U E D___!

:: 03.22.2020 ::


MY LADY BUG SO SWEET

I have a bed made
from the love of you
Oh yeah, it’s true, each pillow
a curve like-the thing
I loved all about you —
and would you say, “Dear, God has a name.”
I took your words and cried all night.
I know God is good but
…my pain; cries as though God-Zero.
God has love and I have a question:
I remember all His glory like-when
I fell into love,
oh yeah, yeah…oh yea
all within you and life.
God is Good and He’s Great
and has a face and a name;
if you faced Him in all His glory,
all the world I’d say, (yeah)
is all of us just struggling
like a ladbug trying to make
a collarKiss upon a neck
and God is great…so Good.

:: 10-25-2014 ::


JESUS WON’T YOU STAB ME?

Jesus smiled at me today
when i fell upon my face
i picked up my tooth
and smiled back at Him

spaces between joy
create greater souls
so i danced like a fool

Jesus cried with me today
when she left me high and dry
and boats need their oceans
shipwrecks just a shore

and Jesus my best of friends
won’t you stab me today
in the smallest part
of my tender back

it’s been such a long time
ago when your friend betrayed
all for 30 pieces of gold
but my love needs no such thing

So, we looked eye to eye
and I shook His hand,
never afraid to find the shore
just a gazed gazely stare —

i will never die    alone
He is in all my   control
I’m not the Man who will
ever sell the world

:: 10-11-2014 ::


A RICHER ONE UNREHEARSED

That thing which thirsts
by and by mostly, i found
upon a day’s journey
The quench he burst
while i listened
to his wisdom-words
and i had no thing
within my pockets
So i told him ‘my
apologies’ —
He took my soul
within his hands
so carefully kissed,
and all within me
a glitter-gold
he did disburse
If you look for life
just remember my friend
a richer one unrehearsed!

:: 10-11-2014 ::


THE PRICE OF A SOUL

RELIGION, my savior, my building
my daily ritual!
tingle-foot ant climbing hills
doctrine smacking my tenderSoul
my childLike heart weeping
(tithing for the fools)
save my misguided soul
I shall know I’m saved
when the Preacher drives
a Mercedes in Gold

:: 10-09-2014 ::


IT IS MY MOUNTAIN

i know the poem
(and many think, too)
liking like lips seemingly,
touching words with no-
body cares for thinking
slidingSloping reading
but mine are climbing
beating thinking breathing
and sundays a god rests
— unless he’s reading
my own heartBeatings!

:: 09-30-2014 ::