Friday, October 6, 2023

Soul Deep
(God in your life)

 When God came calling 
were you peeking around
the corner of that door -
way were you flirting with the idea of

me as your priest

I walk the edge of the earth
and look over the side
always wondering
on a Friday night 
symbols as old as time
relics of a crusade
remind there's a time to live but
mostly we die
in a word you were offered peace
but in another you said goodbye
and God only knows the reasons why for He is 
the only one who can touch your soul deeper than I 

Tuesday, October 3, 2023

Stay on Point 

 Music is good but
poetry is what makes it
so why not master the language 

It's that southern "bless your heart"      
that gets me excited 
you can sing but can you
the devil and here ya are winning with a bully 
making him chase his tail and laughing like saint George spearing his head we the victorious chant a monotone song of champs 
it's a come around 
like a cool summer
a head to rest near
the edge of a lake 
with a camp girl
and a camp fire
make me warm
babe autumnal 
words blow like 
smoke giving us
meaning and hope
warrior in a garden
another trope but also
a lifeline too many men 
gone to their preferred anodye
sedation is bullshit kid, get up get a 
tilt your head back
just a bit
fast forward to the next millennium 
and the only way to do that is loose your seed
hard and fast 
the earth will recieve the strong
with open arms and joy
just keep your shit
and stay
on point. 




Sunday, October 1, 2023

Pomegranate Seed 
(Of Persephone)

When we used to be sensitive to the spirits
you touched nature for the thrill of it
arrowhead in a riverbed and gods beneath 
the streams running wildly in advance
of things to come

dig deep touch
a conduit from 
another time there is a
print of a soul on it

she broke this mustang too quick
and I stopped her in the middle of it
thought of a lie and threw it out
quick but the damage had been done
Cleopatra with her adder 
and I am Mark Antony
stole her from Julius Cesar
with poison still in me
this stallion set free
spooked and foaming 
I rage

and we called it music

you did not know I was a god
myself kings and princes put on the shelf
you didn't know I was beyond your help
I am Hades lord of hell
collect your flowers
collect them well 
it makes sense
for me to 
found you 
with a nymph 
and the earth will
open and you will
see  that there is nothing 
sweeter than pomegranate seed