Friday, March 19, 2010
Simplistic
the construction of straights and curves
speaking only to the principle at hand
it is not the verbose collection of adjectivals’ or antecedents
rather in the fluent construct of imagination and potent words
painted imagery in the mind of the orator
fragmented speech, gains volumes of knowledge
framed in peasantries, clad in simplicity
the mouth of wisdom shapes plainly in sight
the life we live is simple
but it's the curiosity of understanding that clouds our judgment
the system rolls onward
while lessons go unlearnt
that is the complexity amidst our simplicity
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Inadequate
vibrating chords that bare no malice or rebuke
twists the ear of the timid listener
Shaking eyes and crying hands
gears go round and round
wrapping itself immovable
nothing has happened
but all is wrong...
trying to find peace in troubled seas
"why?" the question brews within
but no one can answer
enemy to yourself...
all steps taken forward are always reconsidered
never sure of your movement
mere breathing more normally
the gaze of a plain face
speaks volumes to you own idiosyncrasy
no world has ever pronounced...
no being has ever confirmed...
yet you feel inadequate?!
Friday, March 12, 2010
No Flesh
without an ear to hear or an eye to see!
Mentally, it was to be
In the beginning there was spirit
Never "spare it", but respect it
for it is in it i live, move and breath
So to begin with, i never heard you
i thought you...
You never heard me, but you felt me
I can never say...
for i never spoke with lips for you to understand
but with the utterance of my "word"
These things i can only do in flesh
and flesh i am not!
You can only feel me with it!
within it i live, move and breath
within it i have my being!
It is not your place to see me!
that is, what is before you...
"Evidence of things not seen"
That's what you must have to speak to me!
without it..."you're dead!"
Let it occur to you, whenever you become!
"i am only spirit!
you are not if you want to hear me speak with lips of flesh!!
the spirit leads and advises"
Feel the spirit of my words...
the words...are your beginnings.
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
It is her i want Pt.2
I'll speak of her forever
for every breath i take it's in her
I seeketh her forever
for it is her i want
the answer to all i've questioned
i pleaded her, never to hide herself from me
Chained about my neck, she has locked my purpose within her grasp
fed me fingers of milk and honey
caressed me in incense, frankincense, and myrrh
clad me in velvet robes trimmed with gold
and taught me tongues of old
her sisters cared for me
insist i stay betwixt her love
"My son, attend onto my words... seek her diligently!"
she has led me to my master
revealing all things unto me which is his will
she is DIVINE!
Holy and full of life
My staff
my comfort
my constant companion
"Length of days is in her right hand
and in her left hand riches and honour
her ways are ways of pleasantness
and all her paths are peace
She is a tree of life to them that lay hold upon her
and happy am I to retain her
She is mine...
to have and to hold
for richer for poorer
in death we'll never part
I'll speak of her forever
for she is wisdom
WISDOM is she!
Mustard Seed
spirit growing with the fear of the world
not conformed but existing within...
Seed like...within itself...within...
in core of the spirit...
feeds on waters that run deep
In caves of the globe
around principalities and 'strong holds'
lay dormant men that chase thousands
paired in power, one accord...splits Hades wide
In core of the flesh
runs blood 'twain', chosen either...
holds to find one master between...
black and white in 'grey'
Seed spirit grows in words of light
sprung wet and potent through words within my bosom
flesh dries more, grows cold in heat
as coals heap higher to harden my bones
Hide it within your folds, lock it amoung your verses
cause you wrath to hedge my soul
within your wings
within your shadow
As flesh withers
i am your friend
as flesh withers
seed spirit grows mighty within "HIM"