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a pome: Who Reigns?

sitting outside on the steps in front of my apartment as the rain falls down around me much needed long awaited precipitation well, not so much by me not now, anyhow not here, at this place, at this time not while I am trapped outside my space of refuge by a tiny little piece of carved out metal which I at this moment do not have safely in my possession pushing in towards the wall [...]

By |2014-02-26T20:17:46+02:00February 26th, 2014|poems and other creativity, Uncategorized|1 Comment

silent god

i sit in silence. and wait... nothing! be still. i am still. and know that I am God hm. i sit in silence. and wait. i am still. i am still waiting. as i sit i become aware of my breath of the tick tick tick tick tick of the wall clock outside sounds. a car. a mother calling for her child. an alarm. or is it a siren? back to the room. and my [...]

By |2012-11-16T00:52:48+02:00November 16th, 2012|God stuff, poems and other creativity|6 Comments

big brother [part i]

we all know the much told story of the prodigal son, right? in fact, i even wrote a poem about it once, imagining the prodigal son had gone prodigal again [as one does] which you can take a look at here, but if you in fact don't know the story, you can look it up in Luke 15.11-32. and we all focus on the bad son and how we relate and the clever preachers tell [...]

twice prodigal

like writing poetry but i haven't had the motivation to write something for a long time, but here is one i wrote a long time ago which i really like which a lot of you will not have read... TWICE PRODIGAL Have I walked this path? I can not remember having come this way before; Yet... strange feeling of familiarity haunts me As each step I take brings me closer to home... I still taste [...]

By |2011-03-07T12:05:44+02:00March 7th, 2011|poems and other creativity|3 Comments

get to know your south african musos, part nick groves [pt ii]

my interview with local-born muso nick groves continues... Q:In the one track i listened to i'm pretty sure i heard some white-man-rap? guest artist or mister nick groves branching out? and where'd that come from? [i was secretly pretty impressed] A: :) ...I've always enjoyed poetry - mostly at high school - song writing flows out of that but rap is the modern day poem. (After all - it an abbreviation for Rhythm And Poetry). [...]

By |2011-02-08T10:14:47+02:00February 8th, 2011|friends and enemas, thorts of other people, worship|2 Comments

new pome: Oh

Oh. Oh? As in really? You... you're sure? Certain? All-powerful. Oh? Faithful. Oh? All-loving. Unconditionally so. Even me? Even my stuff? Me? Oh? Oh really? As in 'really really?' Like real miracles? Actual miraculous occurances? Blind seeing, deaf hearing, lame walking? Dead being raised? Oh. I get it. It's a metaphoric death. An inner blindness. Deaf to the words of the Holy Scriptures speaking to my disobedient ears. Able to walk tall in the knowledge [...]

By |2010-05-23T13:35:45+02:00May 23rd, 2010|God stuff, life, poems and other creativity|2 Comments

Pome: Cell'ing your soul (a.k.a Sign on the dotted telephone line)

Ah, there you are I sense you, reaching for me again Not because you need me Just because you need to make sure I'm there I am your preciouss "A convenience" was my way in "A necessity" is what I've become But you don't even notice As I continue to slowly, subtly infiltrate your life You smile as you convince yourself that you are in charge And back it up by reminding the world that [...]

By |2010-05-03T06:17:05+02:00May 3rd, 2010|poems and other creativity|1 Comment

pome: the way it isn't

I WANTED TO BE LOVED I WANTED TO JOIN IN YOUR CLUB YOU TOLD ME, "COME BACK WHEN YOU ARE NO LONGER GAY!"   I WANTED TO TAKE PART TO BE A MEMBER OF THE FAMILY YOU STATED, "WHEN YOU'VE STOPPED LIVING TOGETHER, WE'LL LET YOU PRAY!"   I HEARD OF THIS MAN CALLED JESUS AND HOW YOU SAY HE IS THE ONLY ONE WHO CAN SAVE BUT IT SEEMED THAT TO BELONG, YOU WANTED [...]

By |2010-04-15T04:01:06+02:00April 15th, 2010|poems and other creativity|1 Comment

Pome: On Behalf Of The Human Race…

I thank You, God For granting an audience To someone as weak and insignificant as me I kneel before You In a futile attempt To right a millenia of wrongs committed against You I represent a group of people Totally unworthy, fully undeserving Completely unaware and oblivious of their need for me to be here If the court stenographer will read back the testimony It will be made clear That time and time again You [...]

By |2010-04-07T07:01:40+02:00April 7th, 2010|God stuff, poems and other creativity|0 Comments

Pome: Mercurial Dispensity (one of my faves!)

Mercurial Dispensity Blue-white dribbons like ribbons Cascading down effervescent streams Past inclandescent structures Reaching skywards as celestial images Stretch towards endless infinities Pausing briefly; To take in the monolithic grandeur Of monotonous complexities Saturating the definitive collaboration Found within an array of sophomorically pristine shades of grey Originating from; An illucid conglomeration Dissipating tediously in ongoing Cycles trespassing potently lethal boundaries Dabbling with; Innocuous instabilities brought about by Ransacking governamental ornamental orchestrations Resulting in; Steady [...]

By |2010-04-07T06:26:56+02:00April 7th, 2010|poems and other creativity|0 Comments
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