the blue angels
pole-vaulted
their wings
from
this crowed heaven

what
make
the
crisp sound of hooves
that
stampede
through
the
starry night
while
it brings me
the
white-stallion-moon

the sun
lost
her light
the sky
without sight
the birds
without flight
your
maple smile
no longer
bright

magnificent
mermaid moon
that brighten
the eyes of
the silver sea
enchanted waters
full of mystery
yet how can i
see all of thee

brick oven
blue sky
the
scent of
gingerbread
everywhere
said
i
while
the
sweet
atmosphere
marin­ades
through
your
entire soul

After
ministerial meetings and duties of
advisers
chancellors
administrators
magicians
and
court jesters
the majority of
the royal staff
decided that
the
royal king
is fit for a feast of
pheasant
wild geese
and
wild boar
fruit and drink
and
a host of jugulars and
fair dancing maidens
requested merriment of
the royal palace

maple morning
when
the
corn stalks
lay down
their
ripe harvest
in
the
cornfield
for
the
farmer
to
pluck
bundle up
and
place
in
the
red harvest truck

at last
God
who wears
no mask
confronts
Satan
face to face
while
going to
and
from the earth
and
always
opposing
the will of God
thus
causing man
to deviate
from the
path of God
but
through
His grace
we shall not bend
nor
lose our faith
in almighty God

what
tantalizing
pecan smile of
the
toucan's bill
a blend of
jet black
red
and
blue feathers
just
a pinch of
peach yellow
upon their chest
and
you can
hear them
chatter
while
they rest

we catch
a glimpse of
the
ironwood mountains
rays of
Cherokee light

to a broken love
uplift thy wings
to a broken dream
secure thy heart
to a broken promise
eyes that smile once more
do not quarrel
with love
this time

the soul
what flesh and bone
of the spiritual world
let me come home
from out of the cold
let me come home

thy name is glory
where
faith is thy sword
for
thou art with me
to
seek thy reward
truth is thy banner
and
i
giveth thee
all the praise
and
glory
still
He
brings light
to
the world
for
thy name is glory

sweet blue rain
i ask
of you
to heal
this dry land
while
i soweth
by hand

when the
taste of
the  night
becomes
bright as
the
vampire's thirst of
the
blood moon

white-tailed deer
frozen in time
stretch their
long graffe necks
to smell the scent of
a winter's storm

After the face-to-face encounter with God, at the mountain top,
through the Holy Burning Bush, Moses returned to his People
with the Ten Commandments. However Moses was disappointed by the immoral behavior of his People. He wanted his People to live righteous and obey the will of God and His word. Thus, Moses got angry and threw down the Ten Commandment tablets upon his disobedient People. On another encounter with the Egyptian Pharaoh, who refuse to let his People go. So, Moses rod struck the ground and turned his rod into a giant serpent to devour the corrupted Egyptian kingdom. Remember, God shall always speak- the last word and His will shall be done. Nevertheless, truth exposes all evil that exist in the world. His word is light that transforms us, forever and ever, amen. Always thank God for your blessings.

I love
her so
and she
knows that
ours soul
are bound
into this
black Ireland
ground
and there
i shall be
my lassie
found

poetry
is
a seance
a ritual
a spiritual
a seer
a witch doctor
a fortune teller
an oracler
a visionary
a soul-maker
when both
feet planted
firmly planted
on the ground
its
wings
uplifted sky
but
gravity
it
defies
keep
your head
above the sky

through every
nook and cranny
of our cosmos
is tingling
with a
cosmic beat of
drums and tambourines
while
stretching the fabric of
time space
faster than
the speed of light
while
the Gods
plant the seeds of life
through
every nook and cranny

the
iron truth
does live
in
the heart
of Camelot
and
that precious metal
dwell
inside of him

yes someone
would be pleased
well the moon
made of cheese but
the moon
was not accustom
to an invasion
by
the gray
earth rats
from a
different persuasion
yes
the moon
made of cheese

upon
the airship wingspan
where
the yellow beak
herring gulls
drift
in nautical miles
and
touch the fingertips of
ocean waves
without
fear or doubt
but
rejoice in it
with
constant jubilee
where
they dwell
in
peace harmony
and
kinship
above water
above land
oh
heavenly father
praise God

The soul
is a
dandilion
that
burst apart
in every direction
drift silently
through the
whisper of
the wind

truth burneth bright
in the furnace of night
where
the blacksmith
forge words of truth
into a mighty sword
thus
pound white hot iron
into a shield of armor
to fight
in the army of God
truth burneth bright

windflowers
stand up
straight
upon the
hills of glory
some
purple red
some
green and gold
so alive
this time
oh
what beauty
we possess
as
we sparkle
underneath
the
silent sun
brings
the
scent of
the
windflowers
one by one

what hint of ghosts
that walk along
the faceless edge of
the boardwalk but
draws nearest
to the shores
as the albatross
ready themselves
for eternal flight
yet i ask the Lord
we must endure
these kites with wings
fill this holy sky again

history
shoot
her arrows
straight through
the heart of truth but
nankind attempts
to bend the arrows of time
towards the
illusions of power and wealth

lord
if
blind
i
shall
read
the
braille stars of
your
magnificent
creation
for
thou art wonderful

the king wished for
Machiavellian eyes but
he did not possess
the courage inside
in showing mercy
towards his loyal subjects
yes the evil advisor and
the royal magician
standing right by his side
all that he needed
was a sign

life seems
so unfair
but
Lord
i know
you care
when
i hear
the sweet sound of
your voice
everywhere
only because
you sent me
a perfect windsong

the
past
consist of
timepiece
fulcrum
and
flywheel
measure
the
humanity
and
soul of mankind

light takes
a
sharp turn
at
the
village gate of
Nottingham

at
the end of
the train line
ride the
little red caboose

why does
love makes
your heart flutter
like a pair of
black butterfly wings

Gaelic moon
mirror image
reflected
in
the
eyes of the raven

the
soul
of sky
brushstrokes of
mustard yellow
sunset

oh lord
her
eyes
no longer lamps
for
the light to flow
her smile
that
dimmed river
that
we surely know

Timeless
Boundless
Breathless
Speechless
Without
Any purpose
When
Our
Feet on solid ground
This
Love is who we are
And
What we wanted
Is completeness
Yes
All of that
This love
Is
What I'm thinkin'

night
is
a place
for
sharing
the stars
while
holding
their
bright hearts
but
only
when
seeking God

words
we
twist and bend
make
the
backbone of
the
soul
are
the
same words
that
we
see again

the
journey of history
the
time fabric
that
binds
and
weaves
the
struggles of mankind

even
through
i
can not see
i
can feel
the
braille stars
above me
where
faith
still
guide me

tiger moth
the soul in flight
you split the air
in shades of orange and
black tiger stripes
quietly sitting
behind the
tall thick
blades of grass
reading the braille
stars of night
dear Lord
let go your light
then bring back
my sight

the
chime of
pastel colored leaves
red blue green orange
and
some indigo
we
spiral
to
the
ground
with
lighthearted
sound of
autumn's voice

the light
that
shine
upon
the
cherry red
maple trees
sing out
in jubilee

kneel down
before your God
and taste
this sweet blue rain

oh
lord
hear
my
heart sing
if
a kite
upon
a string

what brings
this new earth
this new world
this new dawn
but
we must go
to other worlds
that we fathom
thus
to spread
the seeds of mankind
and
we ferry our vessels
with God speed
towards the distant stars
the current date
from
the Gregorian calendar reads 2636
thus
we entered the captain's log
where the
precise coordinates are plotted
and
our destination is locked
and
this is
your captain speaking
Captain James L Kirk of
United States Enterprise
granted permission to go
at warp factor speed
none the less
towards the
constellation of Galilee
and
God be our witness

love
jumped
as high
as a gazelle
on the open
serengeti plain