Wednesday

bang

 What went bang when the big bang banged

what imploded when the universe exploded.
Was it the line between matter and divine?
Is the holy grail the tearing of the veil,
apocalyptically unhiding the great dividing,
happening all the time in a way that is sublime,
even in myself, creating holy wholesome health,
in what goes round coming round
like fruit hitting the ground?
"I tell you the truth, unless a kernel of wheat is planted in the soil and dies, it remains alone. But its death will produce many new kernels—a plentiful harvest of new lives." Jesus

Log

  "Prologue- constitutes "words" spoken to introduce a poem or novel." Been thinking about logs or could say I've been logging about thinking. Log meaning study of, as in, biology - life, ecology - home, mythology - story, logos - word. Log - a part of a branch from a tree. A tree in The Garden of which eating from formed me as I am? I am conscious of this and perhaps this is consciousness? I think therefore I am? "In the beginning was the Word." Meanwhile another logging truck passes my house carrying the seedlings I grew years ago at Puha Nursery. Log out of poem.

Man I Am Why am I Here

Man I Am Why am I Here in
this city desert we created
when we mated and
mated and mated as our
brains grew and we slew
creation to make this high?
nation? I go along with the
wrong throng sigh and cry
sick and thick while trying
to sing of the joy of being
by writing a poem as I
roam, moan and groan. All
I want is to be back home
walking and talking with
God on Eden's sod, but
there's no way back to
retract this lack so l look
forward to a new shore
that I can't afford, looking
to cross where trees and
concrete together please,
in a new place in the old
place of disgrace yet I
see... that this heaven I
desire is already in me as I
shout I want out! I'm
thinking that I just have to
stop crying, and be dying
to the lying that the lizard
told me about the tree.
And I, You, We, He and She
shall be continuing to be
One. Won!,job done,Son!
May these words become flesh.
adVance

Monday

Just...

O Lord of Right
Maker of Light
Sky Land and Sea
Creatures and Me
of all that's good
of what I should
and should not do
Life is in You
Your Glory shows
as Kingdom flows
and Worship grows
through  all of Earth
Humans new birth
You answer why and
defeat the lie
It's to You I'm praying
- Just Saying

Sunday

Poem Elephant

Awoke from the dream
Had been excitedly running around someone 
Trying to explain to them what a poem elephant is
Had one in my hand
Holding it up to there face
A clip on elephant badge 
With the words
Poem Elephant 
Written at the end of its trunk
Was it not obvious!
It is a poem elephant!
Had forgotten to wear it
Maybe I had been misplaced
Had found it
Intending to pin it to my chest
So that they could know who I am

Notice

Been there in the Ruatoria air
Winters coming on and the rains coming down.
I'm living in the country but I wanna be in town
Living with the people in their cruisy way of life
Cutting down the workload and cutting down the strife
I've gotten used to the go slow story
The last three months at Makorori
Having my existence paid by the normal job slaves
Racing to work like they're racing to their graves
So many hate to do it so they do it anyway
I am respectable I'm working for my pay
But they never will be happy living out their lives
If the job is a fake mate if their happiness is lies
So I'm handing in my notice boss
Sorry to hit you with a losing toss
Notice is on
Hope someone else comes along
The work has been good but my working urge has gone

Monday

l-k

Your soul is not a souk
Move one letter and it took
You from life to market place
From the gift into disgrace