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"outbidding" poems
a few weeks back i    opened my big                               fat mouth & agreed to bartend this art auction fundraiser for street children in          kenya which my parents organize          yearly to which a lotta local artists big & small all donate pieces to. anyway my pops wouldn't let me serve gin with tonic *(this being a front so i could drink it all of course, if y'know me at all..)* and bought bud light (horsepiss) and for wine used several bottles of the stuff my mother makes                           in town                           at the Penetang Wine Cellar which, though rich & darkly red is over-dry and smacks of vinegar, be assured. so despite see-sawing between indignant "No's" & commiserative "Yes'ses" (i mean who else are they gonna get??) (---and due in part to my lack of success in making other plans) i end up doing it & having an alright time in the process ... (hey i had a big sink fulla icy beers & 'probly drank more than anyone else save my father's friend Ted!!) ---i even threw down a bit o cash on a pretty neat little abstract called "view to the bay" but got outbid, ---as if i needed to drop $100 + on some painting when i should be saving ev'ry dime for old España in the new year. so i crack another beer and live vicariously thru my mother when she picks up a oil of this island with big storm & clouds comin' in ---and then outta nowhere it actually is me that closes out the show by outbidding a neighbour for a photograph of some dingy toronto night (buildings under construction) and then go back to pouring more wine & smiling & shaking (wringing) a few hands.
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Nov 19, 2011
Nov 19, 2011 at 11:51 PM UTC
bartending a charity art auction
a few weeks back i    opened my big                               fat mouth & agreed to bartend this art auction fundraiser for street children in          kenya which my parents organize          yearly to which a lotta local artists big & small all donate pieces to. anyway my pops wouldn't let me serve gin with tonic *(this being a front so i could drink it all of course, if y'know me at all..)* and bought bud light (horsepiss) and for wine used several bottles of the stuff my mother makes                           in town                           at the Penetang Wine Cellar which, though rich & darkly red is over-dry and smacks of vinegar, be assured. so despite see-sawing between indignant "No's" & commiserative "Yes'ses" (i mean who else are they gonna get??) (---and due in part to my lack of success in making other plans) i end up doing it & having an alright time in the process ... (hey i had a big sink fulla icy beers & 'probly drank more than anyone else save my father's friend Ted!!) ---i even threw down a bit o cash on a pretty neat little abstract called "view to the bay" but got outbid, ---as if i needed to drop $100 + on some painting when i should be saving ev'ry dime for old España in the new year. so i crack another beer and live vicariously thru my mother when she picks up a oil of this island with big storm & clouds comin' in ---and then outta nowhere it actually is me that closes out the show by outbidding a neighbour for a photograph of some dingy toronto night (buildings under construction) and then go back to pouring more wine & smiling & shaking (wringing) a few hands.
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In Jesus name! Satan falls All his wicked plans Shall fall along SHATTERED! We have power, you’ve got the power Jesus has given you victory No matter how hard the situation We shall walk on deadly things They will not harm you No matter the difficulties Nothing can tear us down Nothing is impossible for God’s children We can defeat the devil Even though the evil spirits Fall at our knees This is not the reason to we should be happy Rejoice, Rejoice your name is written in heaven You name is written in the book of life
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Aug 30, 2012
Aug 30, 2012 at 3:14 PM UTC
Outbidding evil