poems
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John 3:16 For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life. Michael is playing the role of liberator here, as does Jesus. It’s a different way to tell the same story. St. Michael is the Sun I’m not guessing I…
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I’m kind to everybody.I don’t care who you are.I don’t care if you’re mean to me.It will not leave a scar.Kindness teaches lessons,When meanness rears its head.You’ll often hear, “I’m sorry,”Instead of seeing red.
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Let’s examine this rhyme scheme ABAC DBBB Yes, I’m insane. Edit: I re-read this and it got me thinking of artificial divisions created by the ruling class for millennia and just how artificial those divisions really are. There are invisible bonds that bind everything and every one together. Tribes! Everyone is a tribe and there…
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I’m 70% there. 30% of my time is wasted on unholy pursuits. I have work to do, but at least I’m aware of it. Thank you, My Lord!I’m blessed beyond measure!Everywhere I look,I just observe treasure!I’m so glad you showed meWhat I had to see.I’m so thankful, Lord,That you’re living in Me.
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Nothing here has permanence.For nothing here is real.Not even you, you know.Even though you feel.Feelings are illusionsTo lock you in the world.Your mind is there to keep you aliveLong enough to hurlThe idea that you are the mindAnd body into the SeaOf Ignorance and EvilSo you can become free.
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You know Rick Rubin once said that he absolutely does not make music to please any particular audience. And I’m sure that’s based on a foundation of truth. I know Rick does make a lot of concessions for the mass-popularity-potential of what he produced. He has produced some really bad records, but if you have…
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Lord I wish more than anythingYou’d see fit to relieve me of this pain.I can’t do anything—I can’t live!It’s misery to just exist!I know it’s my fault,I just don’t know how.Please, LordPut it on me now!I’ll do whatever it freaking takes!Just please inform me of my mistake!
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I hate that it breaks my mom that I’m hurting. I know that it’s somehow my fault. But I’m not giving myself a guilt trip over it. I start to sometimes, then halt. Reframe those negative thoughts there, my Son. Turn them, instead into gratitude. It’s not at all what happens to you! It’s only…
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Spider hanging from the ceiling.You’ve been there now for hours.I think that you are sleeping.Recharging spider powers.I don’t know if I should move youOr leave you where you are.I do enjoy the company,I’ll leave the door ajar.
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I never intend to post there. I just cut/paste here for you guys to enjoy. This is too long anyway. I ain’t paying to tweet poetry no one will read. How many millions of years have I done this, Lord?Just give me some kind of clue.I know that I’ve done it—I’ve been here before.I feel…
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by Jones Verse. I’ve been studying this guy’s poetry lately and this sonnet here put anything I’ve ever written to shame. I’m not coming down too hard on myself. I am a dang good poet. I am better than 99% of the world population. I have a lot to be proud of, but it’s also…
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I just realized that I can’t err.Everything’s been plannedBy God, who’s my immortal soul,Before I joined this land.No false steps.No reason for shame.No accident.It’s been ordained.No unforgivable sin.No Church for God.He lives in You.He’s feigning flawed.It’s all as it is meant to be.Every step is Destiny.
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I learned a crucial lessonGod needed me to learn:When you stop complaining,The Universe can discernWhat you want to focus on,And then it gives you more.Fortune favors fortitude—The mental kind, for sure.
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That I spent a couple of years writing a chapbook that I am super proud of and which I have sold absolutely zero copies of. I think it’s 3 bucks and I can’t sell any. I don’t give any craps about they money. I’ll never sell enough to get a check for it. I just…
Musings of the Mad 