"perrenial" poems
Cover me in this blanket of blue,
and I will take the hand of this spring time breeze.
Enlighten me with words from the sun,
and the clouds embrace shall keep me warm.
Shadow my fears with the shade from the trees.
Drowned out my pains with the sweet flower's scent.
Fill me with love from the grand mountain's song...
Keep me safe in my dreams with the watch of the moon.
Keep me sane with the perrenial rains.
Keep me here forever, in nature's gorgeous bind.
Jun 20, 2011
Jun 20, 2011 at 11:41 AM UTC
The peace of God
flows
through the channel of trust
the elevator of thanksgiving
helps us
rise above
our life's circumstances
create a revolution in your life
as trust and thanksgiving
become
perrenial habits.....
cj 2016
May 14, 2016
May 14, 2016 at 5:22 PM UTC
Welcome back old voiceless/sheepish friend.
I never thought I would have to summon you again.
But the time has come to make a new scar to remember this moment by, which should serve as a perrenial reminder
to my future self that the past is always real and this time around,
to learn from it.
May 18, 2015
May 18, 2015 at 12:01 AM UTC
There are stars in his eyes,
and a knife in his hands,
He never felt so heavy
with that perrenial void.
So he’ll swallow all he can
in desperate & deliberate gasps
He’s made himself sloppy,
swaying and stupefied,
saying *justify my pathetic effort
or I’ll cut you open
and take what pieces I need.*
He just can’t leave empty-handied,
God forbid, he lose face by asking.
*I’ll cut you open little thing
and show you the color of vacancy.*
Nov 18, 2013
Nov 18, 2013 at 6:13 AM UTC
Claying in through desert fads
Like some of those old Utah lads
The perrenial sun is the scorching one
Like dumped up logic in deafed up pun
Passing through the graveyard cross
Halcyon of the deep loss
Now way ahead of time strands
The fanthom mark reminds me errands
Of every dawn that strikes me whole
Reminds me- for time, there's no dole
I can stop at mark and sob indeed
But a purpose lives, over I feed.
Jun 17, 2018
Jun 17, 2018 at 11:22 PM UTC
How can one say what one lacks words for?
Any way one may, as one will, if will forms way,
any one may say follow me, I think I see a light.
Thou art God, and that's the truth,
as you consider Jesus being in form Logos,
as he was so he is, thus he is eternally
Been There Done That, BTDT, the knowledge
form of that’s and thou's in Perrenial Philosophy,
Addiction to Wisdom, with perfect understanding,
ours in realized wedom of breathing sapients…
we, the soul of gaseous we. Ist wahr, nicht wahr?
Mar 29, 2023
Mar 29, 2023 at 8:33 PM UTC
Silvery, essentially base gray, with a light it's own…
reflectively, moon bounced sun light, becomes
the moon's own light, so,
with a light of it's own, akin to a gleam in an eye.
"Beans, ear beans, gitcher ear beans renewed,
booster ego. Umph your trial,
trade the beans you grow with these
for a grieving
Moo cow, and your future is secure."
{the beings who heard Sarai laugh,
those were fed the milchfed calf.}
Moo cow,
eyes, mournful, udders about to burst,
makes you wonder what in hell,
could cause so strange
a mind, cow conscience wise
holy private Brahma
meeting, minds in rumination,
shifting sacks of cellulose being processed
for a few with the guts to get passed through.
What would you think, my friend, if I were
to say I know
life, the whole, life, per se, life, itself, you know,
produced from
the standalone tree, that, as it hapt,
could not hold it's own standing,
so, it spread wide, clinging snotwise,
pre-mucus, ever ago, in the billions of years,
too long to imagine, so, take it by faith,
scientists built the James Webb, and
placed it,
right there, where the utterly invisible force
that holds the sun in place,
holds our distance compression device, right there
at a perrenial loop around the hoop
around the belly of the earth, so
we may see, how utterly cosmic life is,
with us,
here, between the extremes of infinity, just
in time.
--------- Paid for
by anonymous bulls opposed
to artificial insemination, in
Consideration for Carnation Cows contentedness,
which has waned after science convinced us,
the holy cow failed
to hurdle the moon, thus halting a travesty,
regarding the dish and spoon escape diversion,
it did not work,
thus the dish and spoon, did not spawn,
and sporks did not happen on this time line.
Jan 26, 2023
Jan 26, 2023 at 6:20 PM UTC