Long Brining Poems
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God made covenant with Adam
Be fruitful and multiply and have dominion
But he broke the pact with one act
God made covenant with Noah
He would never again flood the Earth above the highest peaks
God made covenant with Abraham
His decedents numbered as the sands of the seas
God made covenant with Moses
What God expected of us when we entered
into the promised land
guided by His hand
God made covenant with David
God would establish the bloodline of which
our Savior would emerge
entering the world in a time of scourge
The New Covenant puts God's laws in our hearts
Provides repentance and acceptance
Although all along from Adam through the covenants
The Ten Commandments were known and needed to be heeded
So even though the Ten Commandments were not codified
until the Exodus
God brining His people out of bondage and slavery
And the commands
Of how to conduct ourselves when God reveals
His truths and commands
To all the peoples and all the lands
The Apostle James tell us that if we break one command
We are guilty of all
Here's Adam's initial sins that led to the fall:
Self love instead of loving God
Distrust, despair, pride, presumption and cowardice
He allowed Satan to get in between him and his queen
He didn't fulfill his responsibility as prophet, priest or king
He brought dishonor to The Father
Disobedience jeopardized his entering into the eternal Sabbath
and resting in The Father
He murdered billions
He didn't protect Eve
He allowed Eve to speak to the devil
He allowed Eve to steal and failed his helpmate
He became like the father of lies by failing to speak up
He coveted God's estate
We are all guilty of sins of omission and commission
We do things we shouldn't do, and don't do things we should do
Praise Jesus Christ and God's granting of repentance
That our behavior would be like our Savior, Amen
Post tenebras lux, after darkness, light
I painted your heart today
anatomically correct and expectation abstract,
on canvas skin of stretched soul, taut extreme,
mixed media of memory, mania,
love fire and ire,
mixed disciplines of desire, devotion,
death and divinity,
Primed with a thick coating
of blood cream passion,
I used my thumb nails to outline
It's pump of pride,
I began with a pallette of poetry,
Midnight Blue, Angel White,
and Crimson Ink Sweat,
shaping muscle walls with palms
sliding through wet ache
brining together youth and wisdom
in hot pink,
I lay your veins enroute to the truth
of our pulse,
they glow violet in vast want
of virtue uncriticized,
purple oxygen and new born orange
unite into fresh flame
dancing on a breath of forever,
I bite a star into existence
and it shimmers into a simmer
of heated spit,
I have brushed your heart
into love incognito,
fine hazel sable tip tickling contours
that expand consciousness
into renewed innocence,
I can hear your laughter on the edge
of my pallette knife,
sighs that speak of heartbeat ecstacy,
and moans that mention the end of Time,
I trace our names
with my barbarous tongue
into the blood flow of our destiny,
heart dripping dreams,
spilling secrets into Future's wilderness,
using my sorrow sharpened teeth
and hands of tender iron,
I rip this heart work in half savagely,
and it bleeds unto the feet
of my need for You,
I frame the parts
within gilded tears of tragedy,
to reimind me of how love suffers,
a torn canvas makes two paintings,
that a heart in love cannot be two -
J.A.B.
(6)
With empirical eyes
I spied my demise
All bludgeoned and bloody was I
As if from a dream
Demons in eye
Came to claim my remains
My soul came willing
My soul came quick
Imprisoned by chains
My body was sick
From years of good living
I puked like a brick
They dragged me along
And tortured me for days on end
The pain insurmountable
I wished it to end
My soul lived on
My soul eternal
They cut my skin
With scalpel like knives
Broke my legs
But I had no bones
They plucked out my eyes
But I had none
Then I saw the face
That took me captive
With what looked like my family
My love
I had wings again
I could fly and I went
From that place up into the sky
An then did I realize
That pain was the torture
Of brining me to freedom
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They say that a picture is worth
a thousand words...
Multi colors floated by the
first time that my actions
spoke louder than words
I was in a world of my own
where nothing existed but you
day and night,
24/7, I could
only think of you
I used to count
the seconds off
before I could see
you again
But as time flew by...
the multi colors changed
to dull ones and my actions
said that they will withdraw
themselves due to the
fact that the word 'I'
and 'you ',
no longer seem to
be mentioned in one
sentence without
brining the conscience
'but' in it.
You no longer
were apart of
my day and night
and my 24/7 became history
and as for the seconds...
I am not counting anymore
All I want in this case
is your words instead of
a picture for
I need those thousand words
to paint a new picture of hope
about us.
Form:
Leafraker, was deep and insightful
Though through his woe, one can be spiteful
To drag his body from the depths
And succeed beyond that of the flesh
So, too he joins in mans defeat and the dawn of anew
Grasping hold of the light as darkness acts in que
The autumn leaves are a sign of a coming winter
But hark in the coming joy! For with earths fire is tinder
A conclusion, climax, end, and final adieu
Speaks of the history of a separate story starting like you
Birth!
From the great mother, her bosom springing
A new species adjusted like Darwin’s singing!
The dead leaves shrivel and crumple underfoot!
But so to fire creates ash to pock grainy soot
As prelude does not one enjoy the coming of?
The brining about that comes from action and love?
The love of the here and now as Joseph Campbell spoke
Eternity exists with every now provoked
The fields of leaves abound ever acre in scores
but all creatures must attend to this for more
Whether hiding from beast or building an empire with decay
Others growing underneath battling the colds parley
A party exists for what gain? Only to happen again and again
Composer’s notes yield a pause only and refrain
The leafraker is a symbol of change my friend
A semblance of the spring of that’s is rapture like the wind
I say to you under starry sky tonight
Focus on what you can attain with every flicker of the light
But do not sadden when your book is at an end
Look to the new world that exists in your mind to begin
Spark! The light does reign in but wobble under a black hole
So too does the leafraker as new seasons take hold
Speak to me? For when it is spoken it came into being!
--10/18/08 in response to stimuli
Just like the plants,
I like to dance in the rain,
The Xperience won't stain,
It helps heal the pain,
You can just feel the gain,
As it drains down your skin,
Tickling, Trickling its way in,
A saturation infatuation,
I love my relation to it all,
Small drops stop me in my tracks,
I snack on what's to come,
Some more keeps falling to the floor,
I'm soaked to the core,
It's pouring love from above,
All of the plants are singing,
It's brining in abundance,
A fun dance hides in the leaves,
Leaving treasures for entities,
To small for us to see,
Feeding all things above the sea,
Meeting the needs of all beings,
So if you're seeing the rain,
Remain aware of what's truly there,
Share in its abundance,
Do a fun dance,
Regain the chance,
To Xperience the effects,
Of one of natures best aspect.
Tell it to me quickly,
now tell it to me fast,
I'm running out of time,
and these moments never last.
I'm not hallucinating,
I'm not turning this page,
until I find somebody
to justify my rage.
I'm tired of your reasons,
I can't resist the urge,
I long for self-destruction,
my lungs to smoke and burn.
It was just a little detour,
A youthful man's mistake,
not something brining cancer
to a man at twenty-eight!
Midnight, red light, skin tight,
and I'm flying
Clean days, no haze, life fades
And I'm mad.
Not broken, not bowed
But I have no patience,
Longing again for what
I must have.
You say to find a middle path,
but you're so full of it!
How can a man walk down a road
that never truly fit?
Never bought all your transcendence,
your talk of love and gods,
either I'm truly missing something,
or it really is a fraud.
I guess I'll never know now,
you doctors say I'm screwed,
you saw slowing it all down
is the least that I can do.
So four months is what you give me
before my time to die,
but if that dark train is a-coming
it won't matter what I try!
Midnight, red light, skin tight,
and I'm flying
Clean days, no haze, life fades
And I'm mad.
Not broken, not bowed
But I have no patience,
Longing again for what
I must have.