THE PINES
THE PINES
THE PINES
LIKE WHITE CLAD MONKS IN MEDITATION
STOOD UPON THE HILL
THE CLOUDS HEAVILY LADEN
STRUGGLED IN THE SKY
THE WIND MADE SPORT WITH THE LOOSE SNOW
PILING IT AGAINST THE FENCE
BUT A LITTLE BROOK FORGETTING IT WAS WINTER
LAUGHED ITS WAY ACROSS A SNOW FILLED FIELD
THE PINES
LIKE WHITE CLAD MONKS IN MEDITATION
STOOD UPON THE HILL
THE CLOUDS HEAVILY LADEN
STRUGGLED IN THE SKY
THE WIND MADE SPORT WITH THE LOOSE SNOW
PILING IT AGAINST THE FENCE
BUT A LITTLE BROOK FORGETTING IT WAS WINTER
LAUGHED ITS WAY ACROSS A SNOW FILLED FIELD
MEDITATION
BY
FRANK
LOCUSTS AND WILD HONEY
HIS DIET
WAS LOCUSTS
WAS LOCUSTS
AND WILD HONEY
MANY EUROPEANS
TURN THEIR NOSE UP
AT THE LOCUSTS
BUT IN HIS DAY
AND CULTURE
LOCUST AND HONEY
WERE A MEAL FOR THE POOR
THE VERY POOR
WHO COULD SCAVENGE FOR IT
IN THE WILDERNESS
IT WAS THE VERY POOR
AND POOR
THAT JOHN PREACHED TO
THE MAJORITY OF THE POPULATION
THE PEASANTS
ROUGH TREATED HUMANS
CREATE
A ROUGH RELIGION
SO JOHN SPOKE TO THEM ROUGHLY
BUT IN HIS HEART
HE WAS LIKE A PARENT DISCIPLINING HIS CHILD
WHAT MUST WE DO THEY CRIED
SHARE WHAT YOU HAVE
CLOTHING
FOOD
BE HONEST IN YOUR WORK
BE HONORABLE
IN YOUR DEALING WITH OTHERS
BE A CHILD OF ABRAHAM
REMEMBER
BEING A CHILD OF ABRAHAM
GAINS YOU NOTHING
IF YOUR ACTIONS ARE UNWORTHY
OF BEING ABRAHAM’S CHILD
JOHN WASN’T A DIPLOMAT
HE WAS BEHEADED
NEITHER WAS JESUS
HE WAS CRUCIFIED
BUT BEFORE THAT
JESUS
WITH A DAWNING SENSE OF VOCATION
JOINED JOHN’S
RENEWAL MOVEMENT
HE WAS BAPTIZED
GOING DOWN INTO THE WATER
LIKE THE RED SEA
COMING UP A MEMBER
DEDICATED TO CHANGE
FROM THE SLAVERY OF THE OLD
TO THE FREEDOM OF THE NEW
BY THE TIME JOHN DIED
JESUS HAD BRANCHED OUT ON HIS OWN
JOHN WAS A GOOD FRONTMAN
BUT JESUS THOUGHT
HE PREACHED
AN ANGRY GOD
HIS CONCEPT WAS DIFFERENT
HE BELIEVED GOD LOVED HIS CREATION
WANTED WHAT WAS BEST FOR HIS CREATION
WHO WOULD
THOUGH HE DIDN’T KNOW IT AT THE TIME
DIE FOR HIS CREATION
JESUS WAS A PEASANT
HIS FATHER WAS A TEKTON
A DAY LABORER
HE SHARED WITH OTHER PEASANTS
A NATURAL DISTASTE
FOR CHURCH
AND STATE
BOTH IN HIS MIND
WANTED TO KEEP HIM DOWN
AND TAKE HIS MONEY
HE SAID TO HIS FELLOW PEASANTS
YOU HAVE DIGNITY
WHICH CANNOT BE TAKEN AWAY
YOU HAVE BEEN CREATED BY GOD IN HIS IMAGE
WALK PROUDLY
HOLD UP YOUR HEAD
YOU ARE
EACH OF YOU
GOD’S FAVORITE
WHICH WAS WHY
WHEN HE ENTERED THE TEMPLE
WHEN HE SAW THE GOUGING OF THE POOR
HE BECAME INCENSED
AND IN A HOLY RAGE
CHASED THEM FROM THE TEMPLE
SO DOING
HE HAD SIGNED HIS OWN DEATH WARRANT
HE HAD UPSET
HOWEVER BRIEFLY
THE MONEY MACHINE
FOR THAT
HE MUST DIE
THEY KILLED HIM
THEY PLANTED HIM
THEY WALKED AWAY DUSTING THEIR HANDS
THAT’S THE END OF HIM THEY THOUGHT
BUT HIS TEACHING
BURST FROM THE TOMB
LIKE A SWARM OF LOCUSTS
AND THEY SANG AS THEY FLEW
TASTE AND SEE
THE SWEETNESS OF GOD
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MAKE ROOM
IN MEDIEVAL
JEWISH
MYSTICISM
THERE AROSE AN IDEA
THAT SINCE GOD WAS EVERYWHERE
HE HAD TO MAKE ROOM FOR HIS CREATION
SO A WORLD WAS CREATED
WHERE GOD WAS NOT
HE HAD TO BE INVITED IN
A LOGICAL THOUGHT
FOR A RACE
BRANDED CHRIST KILLERS
WHO COULD BE KILLED
WITH IMPUNITY
MUCH LIKE LYNCHINGS
IN THE STATES
THEY PRAYED FOR A MESSIAH TO COME
TO THEIR GODLESS EARTH
WITHOUT CONSIDERING
THE THEOLOGICAL IMPLICATIONS
IT’S AN INTERESTING CONCEPT
THAT CHRIST HAS TO BE ASKED
TO COME TO A WORLD
WHICH HE CREATED
THAT HE MUST BE INVITED IN
EVEN THOUGH HE LURKS BY
HE MUST BE INVITED IN
THE CREATURE MUST GIVE
THE CREATOR PERMISSION
OR NOT
GOD GAVE THE CREATURE
CREATION
TO RUN AS HE SAW FIT
TO MAKE HIS OWN MISTAKES
TO STRUGGLE
AND SUCCEED
TO MAKE HIS FATHER PROUD
TO FAIL
TO MAKE HIS FATHER SAD
TO SHUT
THE DOOR IN HIS FACE
MYSTICS
ARE LIKE POETS
THEY SEE THINGS THAT AREN’T THERE
IMAGES IN A CRACKED MIRROR
VISIONARIES OF WHAT COULD BE
SHOULD BE
FRAIL HUMANS
WHO THINK IN DREAMS
OF A LAND NOT REAL
BUT COULD BE
YOUR YOUNG MEN
WILL DREAM DREAMS
YOUR OLD MEN
WILL HAVE VISIONS
AND GOD WILL BE A WELCOME GUEST
AT OUR TABLE
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MEEK
ONE OF THE SEVERAL VARIETIES
OF THE WESTERN
IS THAT OF THE TOWN DRUNK
OR PROSTITUTE
BEING THE HERO
WHILE THE GOOD PEOPLE
THE MEEK AND MILD
COWER IN THE CHURCH
THE WORD MEEK CAME INTO ENGLISH
FROM THE SCANDINAVIAN
MEANING SOFT
IT WAS USED BY THE KJV SCHOLARS
TO TRANSLATE THE GREEK
PRAUS
OVER THE YEARS
THE TERM MEEK
HAVE TAKEN ON THE FOLLOWING MEANING
ACCORDING TO WEBSTER
IT MEANS
TIMID
HUMBLE
LOWLY
OVERLY PATIENT
OR SUBMISSIVE
SOMEHOW I DON’T THINK
THIS WAS WHAT JESUS MEANT
WHEN HE SAID
LEARN FROM ME
FOR I AM MEEK
AND HUMBLE OF HEART
IN BIBLICAL GREEK .
IT IS THE REGULAR WORD FOR AN ANIMAL
WHICH HAS BEEN DOMESTICATED
WHICH HAS BEEN TRAINED
WHICH HAS BEEN TRAINED
TO OBEY THE WORD OF COMMAND
WHICH HAS
LEARNED TO ANSWER TO THE REINS
LEARNED TO ANSWER TO THE REINS
IT IS THE WORD
FOR AN ANIMAL
WHICH HAS LEARNED TO ACCEPT CONTROL
WHICH HAS LEARNED TO ACCEPT CONTROL
IN NO WAY DOES IT EMASCULATE
THE ANIMAL
CHRIST SAID
I HAVE COME
NOT TO DO MY WILL
BUT THE WILL OF THE FATHER
WHO SENT ME
PETER
WAS A WILD BULL
OF A MAN
BUT JESUS USED HIM
AS HE WAS
TOO OFTEN CHRISTIANS
ARE SEEN AS COWERING IN THE CHURCH
BUT CHRISTIANITY
IS A VIGOROUS
VIRILE RELIGION
WE ARE BROKEN
TO THE REINS
WHICH IS THE CODE OF JESUS
THE SKILLS WE HAD
AS A WILD ONE
ARE STILL OUR SKILLS
WHEN JESUS SAYS PULL
WE DON’T QUESTION
THE REINS
WE PULL
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MOM
THE WAVE MADE BY MY BOAT
CAME BACK AS RIPPLES
AGAIN AND AGAIN
FADING EBBING TILL INVISIBLE
BUT MY SCIENCE HALF OF MIND
KNOWS NO ENERGY IS LOST
BUT RATHER IS TRANSFORMED
TRANSMUTED
BUT NEVER LOST
SO SAYS MY POET'S SIDE
HOW MANY ECHOES HAS A LIFE
SO THAT A MEMORIAL SERVICE
IN A MEXICAN RESTAURANT
WHEN THE SANCTUARY WAS CLOSED
SEEMED FITTING FOR THE WOMAN WHO WAS MOURNED
OR RATHER REMEMBERED
REMEMBERED FOR HER LAUGHTER
FOR HER SENSE OF THE ABSURD
FOR HER SENSE OF KARMA
THE SANCTUARY - READ SADNESS - WAS CLOSED
THE RESTAURANT - READ REFRESHMENT - WAS OPEN
THE ECHOES OF HER LIFE RANG IN THEIR HEARTS
AS THE RIPPLES OF HER LIFE
ROCKED MY BOAT
GAVE ME SWEET DREAMS
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MOTHER’S SPIT
I REMEMBER
BEING SPIT POLISHED
BEFORE CHURCH
WITH MOTHER’S SPIT
I ALSO REMEMBER
HAVING MY CLOTHING WET CLEANED
BEFORE BEING SENT OUT INTO THE WORLD
AND BRUISES AND CUTS
WERE STARTED ON THE WAY TO HEALING
WITH THE SAME
MOTHER’S SPIT
MIRACLE POTION
HEALING TEARS
WHILE RESTORING
A CRYING FACE
TO ITS ORIGINAL SHINE
SOMETIMES I LONG FOR MOTHER’S SPIT
TO PUT THE WORLD BACK TO WHERE IT WAS
I LOOK AT MY GRANDCHILDREN
AND ALL THE BACTERIA
KILLING PRODUCTS
AND KNOW THEY’LL NEVER REPLACE
A MOTHER’S
ANXIOUS
AND LOVING FACE
SAYING LOOK AT YOU NOW
PLAYING STICK BALL
IN YOUR SUNDAY CLOTHES
COME HERE WHILE I FIX YOU
AND LIKE JESUS
BENDING OVER
THE BLIND MAN
THE DEAF MAN
SHE’D RESTORE ME
TO PRISTINE GLORY
AND SEND ME ON MY WAY
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