• the very pebbles

    a long way down he riseth up to shake
    the very pebbles off the trees as hourly
    rage the scourge of outrageous calamity into carnivorous solitude
    as others wash their torrent tributes
    to tell the little birds that twitter on leftover twigs the winter of
    our paradise each splintered hope, the dream and picture promises a
    promise land to keel the corrupt
    exception to the rule of a world departed so sigh the guise in the
    minds eye of the sky enchanted- your homeless brood
    to seek the need of smoke as fire burns bright in the hopes and
    hideouts in the thought of merriment
    a crescent moon crying soul that
    June withstands that which is withheld-
    an aptitude for minuscule lapels the labels
    on little yellow jackets buzzed and
    stinging-
    here me oh Lord let bringing
    core climate to those who have gone before and of that most great the living-
    we be heard of this before in
    reflections of a mirror
    no strokes the water spokes on
    wheels to turn in rivers wake the
    bush may burn for better wishes
    do help me God so help us Sire-
    I am not a liar
    for Heavens sake
    I am just under a sacred trust
    to win the wars of togetherness
    in solitary-confines the our-a picture
    dangling words as carrots in a
    portion of pleas plague a peace
    inside the heart of need
    happily sent and I am for the better of it if it is to be present a presence
    to forgive an emptiness of powers
    in the temple you are the simple
    rain shower over the plain and
    though thine would take the
    pain from honest working men women children animals
    in learning to let go the infamous
    snow that kept cool timid prayer
    for summers filled with care
    may You love us
    without despair
    in heartfelt happiness
    Your original love
    to heal everything under the sun.

    Amen.

  • regardful of the past

    you were a million little girls
    they dressed you up in cuffs and ribbons
    an Arbor Day celebration
    offered in a dilapidated treehouse

    insightful sleek musician
    regardful of the past
    responsible decision
    as marked by years of wisdom
    consider all the witness
    in the fitness of an hourglass

    surely purely cure the vow
    do not kill a baby chick
    never eat a cow

    cook the root vegetables
    stewed fresh fruit in jars
    mango is delectable
    as is the sweetest peach
    remote-all your prayer and preach

    and if you need a meat
    beans are firm and sweet
    good hearts good hearts regards
    I love you
    for the older days
    and happy is
    a most unusual bond

    first
    important step
    as romaine is a God
    I’ll have you know
    that the cigarette
    is no more air to charm
    for we are all one God
    to find ones self most fond.

  • God peer back

    pale sky the color of champ-ale
    golden dragon pursue an ivory tail
    that bodes as well for boats
    to sail the coasts those embedded
    ruby eyes the fire roars the angels sigh to dive into seas of clouds
    not asking for a reason why the dawn
    is quick to humble hearts as swells will drench our summer hides till
    autumn-seabirds laugh take a bath
    proud to call out loud their
    fresh fish dinner catch-all is well into the
    winter where souls
    at the right hand of God peer back over the green-colored Earth
    onward upward anointed
    somewhere in summer it’s snowing
    in the rose garden of my drawing.

  • rite

    rite
    all in a days night
    the Romanesque march
    by candlelight
    a curious quest
    as the sun goes down
    in the west
    rumor laid to rest
    upon the heartless hills
    we do our best
    less is more our ills
    yet never was the world as wild
    since first I saw it as a child
    beyond the rainbow sky of gold
    the hand of God warm and old
    trumpets announce His arrival
    I paint it on paper archival
    and pray to The Lord
    to melt the heart of woe.