Best Baptised Poems
A warrior's death comes quickly
fixed firmly upon his King's pro choice
when he crosses the great divide
separation from a body wheat and chaff
To Honour virtues as laid upon stone correctly
where his worth is weighed under moral conduct
through one needle eye threading to the source
against valiant deeds defending justice
Corrupt chaos is born from the defeated one's idol
Faceless big issue not being able to see his downfall
from Grace pride creeps with envy in those
whom do not accept your sin as a just cause
Through your arrogance the Lord knows lusting
needs comfort to be accepted as having a place at the table
burning in the desert sands forgiveness is the light
of sweet eternal fire quenched from the living waters of life
Illusion
It looks like what it is not
It's not always what it seems
All that glitters is not gold
Though it's summer, some feel cold
At the point dream meets reality
Reality may become an illusion
It leaves me blinded in oblivion
Until I say my opinion
We live in a world of illusion
I've seen blind folks with vision
Mirror images give lateral inversion
Yet we admire the distortion
The same way we love to brag
Even when there's nothing in the bag
O'er the board we nag
Weakened by misfortune some sag
On the pulpit mounts a humbug
Tongue spitting gibberish
Hallucination baptised as vision
Ripping off his sole mission
The more we look, the less we see
The devil plays the Saint
Bet not a cent
In the darkness lies the truth
Images in the head like kaleidoscope
Flight of ideas sweet as honey
Ecstasy sweeter than ******
'Tis from grass; illusion
No, no, no,no.
Catharses catharsis abounds equals equal being worth.
Jesus Christ beauty bastions newly grounded work.
Furthermore my love,
Apologize to that guitar man.
His sentimental chimes.
Are shaking my rebricate quill.
Greasing both pork rinds.
Do as I do.
Not as I say.
I don't know.
Get saved anyway.
Rinforzando!
Form:
Ask not the place.
Electric guitars in time.
Inherit not rights.
Greasing heavens door.
Furthermore my love.
Set your hair not in a hurry.
John the Baptists neck,
Dawns break in a worry.
Such as,
That ungodly radio.
Hammers west coast waves.
A blighter parataxis.
Furthermore my love.
As Jesus Christ abounds equals equal being worth.
Catharses catharsis beauty bastions new ground work.
Something for everybody.
A join in synergy.
Inherit rights.
Purging King Saul's neurosis.
Form:
They walk among us; angels in disguise
When close, we feel surging bliss elation
Gentle loving eyes, uplifting words wise
They walk among us; angels in disguise
Radiating light, their touch does baptise
Drawing in Gods grace by resonation
They walk among us; angels in disguise
When close, we feel surging bliss elation
18-May-2021
Life is a game so play it well
We create both heaven and hell
For we choose whatever unfolds
So let us then, 'twixt bliss beats dwell
Silent witness within beholds
How God in his loving hands holds
The flickering light of our soul
Breathing us gently, our life moulds
His touch alone can make us whole
Divine entwinement, our life's goal
Enabled when fickle heart's still
Restoring soul's light ego stole
Simply by surrendering will
Drenched in bliss mists, voids within fill
We're baptised by Holy Spirit
Making easy ascent uphill
23-November-2022
Baptised in the stream
Kundalini is the vivifier
Divine Mother brings to life, dormant cells
Healing rays of moon, entwined with sun's fire
Tempests of dark fears and desires, she quells
Mind-body is but dust, shaped from earth's crust
Enlivened when we're baptised in the stream
Save by Her grace, we cannot transcend lust
Reborn again and again, in this dream
Kundalini, Chi or Holy Spirit
Gently cajoles us to here now awake
Our yearning to connect, is soul's merit
All's enabled, when ego we forsake
Let our free will granted, be not tainted ~
With hues of love, let our soul be painted
15-July-2022
A warrior's death comes quickly
fixed firmly upon his King's pro choice
when he crosses the great divide
separation from a body wheat and chaff
To Honour virtues as laid upon stone correctly
where his worth is weighed under moral conduct
through one needle eye threading to the source
against valiant deeds defending justice
Corrupt chaos is born from the defeated one's idol
Faceless big issue not being able to see his downfall
from Grace pride creeps with envy in those
whom do not accept your sin as a just cause
Through your arrogance the Lord knows lusting
needs comfort to be accepted as having a place at the table
burning in the desert sands forgiveness is the light
of sweet eternal fire quenched from the living waters of life
Baptised in an ethereal vibration,
in as a transfiguration of my soul,
subtle tingling of body cell’s gyration,
signalled intent to make my presence feel whole,
enabled by slow motion bliss serration,
cajoling me to make this game, my life’s goal,
so as ordained, with love and light thus ingrained,
my soul presence frolics in the void unchained.
Cadence of bliss emotion
playing out in slow motion,
anoints nodes across our form,
by divine pulsations warm.
Beauteous is each love hue
as it does within renew
bliss ignition by embrace,
bestowed solely by God’s grace.
Soul ascent’s immediate
by bliss burns so intimate,
transmuting us as the flame,
which may be assigned no name.
17-September-2022