Word Pieces II

Retrograde Inversion

lo, lo
when I a child spoke
I spoke now
and then without a
wonder of how
I should
and it was the most
of a real someone
and I understood
(as a child)
but then again
groaning to reach
unattainable ages
I put clear away
smoking mirrors
dark glasses
and love struck dreams
all through teens
brought me to a new
vision of infinite sets
of illusions
to an unending
row row row your boat
swiftly down the stream I float
merrily merrily gently now
life is but a how
low, low
a new low
grow, grow
lullaby and goodnight

Lent

Christian cease your feasting
come to terms with sin
Sit alone in sorrow
let the light shine in
Fasting thinking praying
forty days are yours

DaisyMaker God

sit now among the flowers
wild with yellow
sit there and love and pick
and sing a song
make the meadow your playfriend
run and stomp and breathe
a spring colored scent
of a new calling
to be at peace with the
single eternally fresh
daisymaker-God

Cross Studies

Cross studies
(obscure theological dance steps)
soothe a guilty heart
for not being
what
we say
we are
empty hard bound copies
which no man can count
pages of blank
verses of more
Cross references
to a silent wheel chair ballet
to lines in the staging of mute plays
to notes never heard or written
to vacant heart canvasses (all)
waiting for the Michaelangelic
touch of life on the face of Adam

The 5,000

Bless this then sit
it's easier down
Bless that then
gather the remains
Bless anything then
feed a few thousand
hands outstretched
across a starving ocean
with the left overs
from our gold copes and
stained glass windows

Lord of the Dance

And so said me, you think of He,
the Man is God by chance
You think His name is Son of God
not Leader of the Dance

The sun and moon the planets too
were molded by His reign
The sky, the stars, the brooks He strew
abroad the great domain

He fashioned you, He built anew
the whole creation o'er
The creatures wild, the oceans blue
was His, not mine or your

No Son of God, or chance of time
Or Darwin, Freud or Blake
For us made all this glory shine
Man kind and gentle made

The Son is none than He, I AM
Incarnate in the flesh
The Real, the mighty, and the Lamb
of that most lowly creche

So bring Him in and wrap Him up
in our most loving arms
and hold Him close and near at heart
forever free from harms

'Tis job for you and me alike
to watch, protect and care
The Lord of Dance, the God of All
by love and fast and prayer

Chrome

one heart in unison
sings and breathes
soft words of wisdom
to a world of
chrome-plated people
waiting for the
beatific vision or the
eucharistic splendor
to give
tender meaning
to the people and
perils of darkness