The Voice Of God

THE VOICE OF GOD

The sound of the wind
Semantic entanglement
Simply an add-on

What If No One’s Watching?

…..

The words are Ani DiFranco’s, but I made the graphoesy.

Clues

CLUES

We find the same patterns
of Nature repeating
everywhere we go.
Intelligent design?

Through This Palace

THROUGH THIS PALACE
…………………………………………………………………….“Elle a passé, la jeune fille” – Gerard de Nerval
Bleak streets of paranoia
Proud new days of dawn
Cold observation through stomach pain and fatigue
Almost a day for the fist
Almost angry for the first time in weeks
Struggling hard against the stream
Tired of taking all the complications calmly
Echo – ache of empty empires – Cinderella On Ice

God – behind the smiling faces and the fearsome masks
Will your wild hair fly away?
Tamla bass playing ecstasies
Bring back old days of Bob
The French take no care of the ill
Just turn them into grotesques
(But you do not wish to know this)
Tragedy blasted mystery of scattered frontiers

Black streaks of shattered fountains
Shaken eyes – armour – benches – silent beaches – branches
Sober street lights yellow-white
Keys of stone and broken arrows of old Indian defeats
(You remember the Indians)
“I’m sure I had something else when I came”
Blank streets of promise
Sombre days of dawn

In The Beginning

IN THE BEGINNING

In the beginning
Was the Was
And the Was was
And the Was was with Was
And the Was was Was
And without the Was was not what was
And the Was Was Was Was Was

As If (A post for April Fool’s Day)

AS IF

As if it mattered

How the name was spelt
Or misspelt
Whether there were vowels
Or none at all
Or was avoided completely
To avoid guiltlessness

And is it sacrilegious
To omit the capital
Speaking or writing
Of the Reality that stands behind
The ancient glyphs?
Is this truly the gate to the pit?

As if it mattered

That some grouping or other
Has its sacred viewpoint
One that it is quite ready
To defend to the death
Or impose on others
On pain of a painful death

As if it had a gender
Or skin of whatever colour
(Preferably white thank you)
With or without a flowing beard
Spoke Latin or a cultured English
Or – God forbid – Arabic

As if it mattered

Whether there was one (One?) alone
A trio of some kind (quite popular)
Or a squabbling familiar handful
Or too many to keep track of
Whether it was worried what you ate
And had a fondness for some particular day of the week

As if …

The Present

I OPENED THE PRESENT AND FOUND …

All this …
And the future still to come!

The Inevitable Celestial Typo

THE INEVITABLE CELESTIAL TYPO

Cherish your dear ones
One fateful keystroke upstairs
And it’s “your dead ones”

… And Know That I Am God

… AND KNOW THAT I AM GOD (Psalms 46:10)

I wept for that seeker,
for the grubby pathos of her searching.

I ached a while with her loneliness,
that she might feel it
and be still,

and in this stillness
find the strength and solace
to continue.

I laughed at that seeker,
at the foolish, blind obstinacy that passed for courage;

that strove, and battled, and conquered despair,
and still continued
to be everything but still.

Blind Faith

BLIND FAITH

I won’t let them fool me
these nazi commie liberals
these muslim-loving terrorist-supporters

They think I’m stupid
but I’m not stupid
I’m not so easy to fool

Capitalism, deregulation is beautiful
and the free market is magic
and will save the world and make us all rich

Socialists are the scum of the earth
dangerously and evil immoral liars
the spawn of the Devil

Democracy is all about freedom and liberty
invading other countries
and massacring their infidel populations

I know this is true
because I read it in the paper
the same thing every single day

Plus also it’s on the radio

And besides it’s on the TV too

So I know it must be true

No I’m not stupid
I’m a tea bagger, a true patriot
God save America, that’s what I say

(Me too! – Ed. )