holy water

for the desert dweller
all water is holy

for the sailor lost at sea
all ground is consecrated

for the disenfranchised
all men are as one

slice and dice

you wield that pen
like a back-alley razor
as you slice and dice
your way through
those executive files

i lie bleeding out
here alone in the gutter
as you hurry on home
to your microwaved supper
cursing the fools on the road

why should you care ?
all i ever meant to you
was a few dotted ' i ' s,
yet another double-crossed ' t '
and a means to your cushy end

i lie bleeding out
just out of range of your sight
no need for you to worry or fret
as there's plenty to guzzle and pop
for comfort throughout the harsh night

you charm and you smarm
your way through daily affairs
leaving a slick in your wake
as i lie here bleeding out
due to one of your clerical mistakes

straw man

straw man
where are you now ?

your cock-sure bluster
has mercifully faded
into empty wisps
of bluff and dust

straw man
where are you now ?

what seemed the heart
of a mighty beast
reveals itself as barren chaff
strewn to the fickle winds

straw man
where are you now ?

your once fearsome roar
now less than a hollow echo
serves well and true
by it's welcome absence

straw man
where are you now ?

who am i ?

who am i ?

to deny
the truth,
the light,
the way ?

who am i ?

to say that
because it seems endless night
i no longer believe in the sun ?

who am i ?

to declare that
what i hold to be so
therefore must be truth ?

it is as though
the portrait
proclaims itself the man

who am i ?

confronting nemesis

today

i met again my dead father
the skin-walker
he who stole the shell of an other
he who in the only way he knows
calls out to me for

forgiveness

absolution

love

so that he might finally rest
in blessed peace

i have never wished for him to find peace
i have never wished to set him free
i have needed him to suffer
i have needed him to pay

i did not understand his pleas for resolution
for what they were
i did not want to know

today i do know

by god's grace
i hear the truth
resonating
from deep
within my being

the peace i seek
may only come about
through granting
this long-suffering soul

forgiveness

absolution

love

blessed peace
for each of us
must then surely follow

amen








more to come....

tongue in cheek

tonight

i was visited by a living saint
he was very succinct with his intentions

thank you god
for this miracle

he offered up precious wisdom
from his holiest of divine texts
i did not even have to ask

how thoughtful
how kind and benevolent

i am still amazed that he could read my mind
and predict my words
before even i knew what i would say

amazing

a miracle

thank you god

i am so grateful for this visitation

all i have to do is stop, look and listen
these angels are here all about me
to remind me of how to proceed

he must be an anointed one
he certainly behaves as such

i am so moved
that my tongue
has become firmly planted
in my cheek

beginning of the end

time
thought not real
is getting shorter

this yearning
though not real
grows deeper
and more urgent

more to come....