Ordination, hands make up day-
slow chords walking lines through
muse's stagnant level, warbling grays.
Grace retains listening fingers, pressing
eyes soft-piercing, leading hands through
further measures: Muscles making time
sound halt, halt-swell, smooth
that bit of mouth, not led as horses know,
though led: organic fingering rhymes practically
once, slant twice, turning abdominal walls scripture texts;
back-chording sails, as water walks composure's tack to make
this Music Well peace; written, and reading as rest,
to bring about mooring. Clouds were sun upon
their backs when darkness roared,
impatient gales. Now sun-born May walks in musical
flesh transposing tissues, glands,
Toxins' flown lengths of lightning-blown
peace, save a littered line of membranes
coughing this: The simple thing I want to say—
signing. April. out. through may, is "Stay",
"Sit", "Play"—like dogs mend a moment's rush,
small fleas. Small flees. I play from
books with notes of lines, like textual hospice
carrying visible sound-clasps
clopping the damper pedal, squeaking
Vibration's higher octave making sense of space
expanding, like rain.
This attempt at writing is the reason why I have stopped writing much. The poet has left my mind and has not said where or when (if ever) she will return. Subtlety is lost. I am sorry.
ductwork
old out
ne win
new in
live wires capped
live wires connected
cold tempered
warm air coursing
loving music
loving it, that voice now, music
breathing
another not
yet dressed
for company
visits now, his
family ready
or not, breathing
grace from our God
relieving this
time
together
dressed
to see all who
loved and care for
each one of his family, known
Present
with the Heavenly
Father, represented
walking in His yet-glorified,
risen body, Christ arose, unseen
by human eyes, until revealing
Himself to His Beloved Ones.
Those
believing knew
Him; in a moment,
a twinkling dawned in
their souls, missing His
body from the tomb, finding
Christ risen and speaking,
walking with them, see-
king their love, to com-
fort them and assure
their heavy blessing
made light by His
rising to meet
them.
Before
He ascended,
He joined them
all in the earth,
finding them
found Him
risen, as
He had
said.
Celebration
and awe, our
Lord Jesus Christ,
Truth Incarnate, Friend
and Brother and Lamb of
God, our peace, our righteousness,
covering our blessed lives daily, moment
by moment, in splitting headaches—or atoms—
molecules obey Him, for we are His, as they,
and as they, we are freed to praise our
exalted Savior, The Christ of God,
Chosen and Loved before the
foundations were laid.
Before
the mountains
are made to below,
there, above them reigns
the universal patience rising
as prepared beforehand.
Each
tragedy
we call upon
the glory of our
Lord Jesus, loved
of God, Chosen of
God our Heavenly
Father revealed
through His
Beloved,
Given;
Joyfully
facing the
valley and the
shadow and His
Own Love infinite!
He
rises, our
forerunner,
the firstborn
of the dead, the
purest of all in the
heavens Is Known,
praised, worshipped,
completed and completing
His vineyard, tending His flock
as our Tender Shepherd; softening
hard hearts as our Great Physician; arousing
our holiness as our Beloved Husband and Saviour
prepared, and preparing our place eternal, even.
This
day His
own own Him,
and praise His Name,
our Beloved, Saviour, Christ
Jesus, Emmanuel, Jehovah Tsidkenu.