Thursday, April 28, 2011
Mandatory Disclosure and Evil Redressed
Friday, April 15, 2011
Blessed Rain
In the wee hours the rain came.
I stumbled from my humble bed
Into the darkness to be wet
Once Again
And as the liquid fodder taps
My mind gifts, a conscious lapse
In Time
Spun into a quiet place
Enveloped in a loving embrace
O’ God
There I know all is well
Separation is but a silly spell
I’m Here
The laughter is the thread that sews
Conscious deliverance through the prose
Of Life
Wondering if you feel it too…
There is no question that you do
My Love
For now it is alone I dance
Finding blessings in this chance
To Feel
Monday, April 11, 2011
Into The Darkness A Little Light Grows
Justice.
Procedure…precedent… pro se.
Dissenting opinions...
Don’t worry, it’s o. k.
Motions and notions
Silent devotions
A tragic tear
she sews
Global disgrace… qualified case
Valuable on it’s face
The Stewart says,” but I’ll know it when I see it.”
Clear.
Try as I might
this midland flight
has few bearings
by which to steer.
The awful smut
swings from lawful rebut.
We trust he will have ears
to hear.
Desensitized population,
a demoralized nation,
pray tell, what is left
to fear?
Indecision… appellate revision,
Second coming…When?
They fear the mister,
while awaiting the Master, then.
Too few who will take a stand.
Into the ethers I reach for the Hand,
that dictates and delivers.
Amen.
Veritas Lux Mea