1st Sonnet for the Way - Inheritance

 

“in nomine patris et filii et spiritus sancti.”
                - formula trinitaria

“don't give it away."
               - The Drive-By Truckers

Iambic in the Land I AM to leave You
Word's quintessential Measure cuts in Time
A weird Inheritance, its witty Play deceives You
But still eternal Rhythm's Truth in Rhyme
Says You are Truth unless You are a Lie
And I the Father of a Fool's Deception
And if I am then I am NOT I cry!
For if I AM I'm Yours in all Conception
I had a Father too and He Another
And He His and so to the Unbounded
But this Land – it is quite some Other
Not Ours at all but by an Other founded
Of that Way my Son I proudly sing
Into that Land where You are Man & King

2nd Sonnet for the Way - Word

Because a Truth is but a Fool's free Wager
A blind Bet where no Body wins the End
Because a Lie is Truth's own true Presager
(For who seeks Truth, except a Lie to mend?)
Because I am a Truther and a Liar
Ruthless after Both and Either/Or
Because Truth chose to light in You a Fire
For Truth and Lie – You'll never be a Bore
For what's a Perfect Lie if not a Damn Good Story?
To tell a Truth much better than what's true
And what is Truth, if not the Devil's Glory?
Fixing "Coulds" in Fact and finally killing You
Live in all Worlds – Truth and Fiction, use them
Word creates them All but don't confuse them

3rd Sonnet for the Way - Who Built the Temple?

Who built the Temple first did speak the Hand
That built the Temple, so it is I've heard
Who built the Temple? Here in this spoken Land
Where All is Truth and made by very Word
The Priest who timely plots the Murder of the Boy
To keep intact the Kingdom of Cruel Time
Is Death Himself, who knows no Love or Joy
For whom Forever is a bloody Crime
Who built the Temple built it unto Life
Timeless yet when killed by timely Death
Who built it made a Mother of a Wife
Who birthed Forever a frightful timeless Breath
And in that Babe whom Death will never kill
A Father's fearless Testament and Will

4th Sonnet for the Way - Right and Wrong

When Our Rights and Wrongs are Slave's or Master's
We are simply Slaves, mastered by a Devil's Art
Harder than Diamond, softer than Alabaster
All Stone dissolves in Love's Wet Change of Heart
Who cannot rightly kill and take's a Loser
Who would is rightly bound to suffer Loss
Who does is truly Every Heart's Abuser
Who doesn't? Take a Coin, call either Toss
The Vegan Social Justice Jina strains the Gnat
To drink clean Waters of most distant Death
Where Fascist Do-Good Soldiers swing the Bat
Immoral, love, pray – don't hold Your Breath
Those who have Power to hurt but will do None
Are rarer than Wet Darkness under the Desert Sun

5th Sonnet for the Way - Nothing

If all Things come from Nothing as Some posit
Then why so go such Nothings painfully?
If every Something is at last a Forfeit
Then All are Nothing's Surfeit – certainly
We do know Things: hard Objects, broken Shards
Cups and Saucers, Spoons, Forks, Knives
But Nothing only there will slice our Hearts
What Never Was is cut from Us – our Lives
Are Dreams and passing Show - the Sages say so!
And They who All have passed do surely see
So We are None to argue when She says, NO!
But Nothing come from Something is no Victory
And Poets everywhere will find no Gladness
That such a Sonnet must be rhymed with Sadness

6th Sonnet for the Way - Superconfession

The Ivy Boys with all their Multiverses
Might profitably ponder, here, this one
Where Graveyards, Crematoriums and Hearses
Receive each Great and paltry Theorem
But if there were a World without my Failings
Wherein I never acted like an Ass
Without my ugly clueless evil Flailings
For You let such a World now come to pass!
Let Me waste here in this Sad World's Perdition
For it was in this World I did the Wrong
While You, in Quantum Superposition
Above this weakling's World live free and strong
And if all the Brains can't show that above You
May the Heart forgive and know that I love You

7th Sonnet for the Way - Pay Attention

Pay Attention when You're in a bleeding Tizzy
Pay Attention when You beg a frigging Pardon
Pay Attention when You're dying, weak or dizzy
Pay Attention when You wake up to a hard one
Pay Attention when You're scheming mean and sneaky
And – when You are saintly, honest, wise
Pay Attention when You're wheezing jacked and creaky
Filled with sweet Regret and the Devil's greasy Fries
Pay Attention while You slouch and watch the Movie
And when You are upright, peeing Dick-in-Hand
Pay Attention when you feel godawful groovy
Orgasmic, suicidal, or Not-Much-At-All, or grand
Who is so wise as this To Pay Attention?
Not me, I fear, and I AM not to mention

8th Sonnet for the Way - Apocalypse

I do not know if Life on Earth is over
Or how what Savior rightly might return
Whether plastic Oceans must boil over
Or when or how this World must freeze or burn
I've never heard the End of every Story
Or glimpsed the Final Point of Entropy
I've never seen to Whom to give all Glory

Or Whom but Me to blame for endless Misery

I only feel sweet Tinglings of a Blessing

Coming down the Nerves of My Right Arm
From beyond a broken Man's confessing
To a grieving Child and World his Harm
Down from Above! Free and wild!
Blessed be the Womb that bears Your Child

9th Sonnet for the Way - Death

Death taps a Rhythm just as true

On the Wretch's Tarp and the Castle of the Don

Death misses not a Beat, not one, but You

Will make a Way of Art and Love – live on!

With Air and Alphabet a Poet etches Word

On Mind and Soul to outlast Bronze and Stone

Death keeps the Time, but I have also heard

Time and Space themselves are out on Loan

Until We pay in full with Interest at the End

Earless to Human Mutterings and Moans

The Judgment falls – the Rules will never bend

Time cooks our feeling Flesh, Space grinds our Bones

Things never change, so always there's this One

Spirit – as a Father loves a Son

You Bigger Than They

[pro filia cordis mei, m.aaa]

Darlin ask yo Mama
'bout the phases o the Moon
Sometimes She smile and love you
other times She sing a very different tune

But it's all ok

Cuz you bigger than they

Darlin ask yo Daddy

bout the cycles o the Sun

He get up bright and early

He sinkin when the day is done

But it's all ok

Cuz you bigger than they

Moonhorns turn left

Moonhorns turn right

I was so lost and broken

in Dee-troit that night

But it's all ok

Cuz you bigger than they

Little darlin yo eyes

Brighter than the Moon

Yo heart like Sunshine

When you come into a room

Yeah it's all ok

Cuz you bigger than they

Darlin you got a Daddy

Bigger than the Sky

You got a Mama

Love you and She never die

Yeah and it's all ok

You even bigger than they!

Happy Moons in Winter

That April Moon hurts

When she said I couldn't talk to you

Darlin, that was the worst

But it's all ok

Cuz you bigger than they

Little Darlin will you wave

From above the Sun and Moon?

Even if I'm in my grave

I will wave back at you

And know it's all ok

Cuz you bigger than they

"Why must I always be the Love?"

[pro c.f. mmxviii]

Why must you always be the Love?
Shining in the blackening Gray, the Star?
Because Love's fragments from Above,
Below, Between, Behind, Beyond, they are

on lease to you, no matter who you are

Love is the Payment and the Rent

the Palace and the Tenement

beyond the Grave, beyond the Star

We die! Love is and is not who we are

and if every stain cries not, "Holy Holy is the Light"

we are not listening, Love is never far

but is the Light itself and not the Star

king o the waves

found me floatin in a big wide o-ocean
don't really know how i got there flo-oatin
party boats sailin right by me-e-ee
sailed on by and didn't see

king of the waves - o king of the waves
i ain't the kinda boy you save
send a hurricane spin me round
let me sink n let me drown

angel band come over the top
looked right at me - didn't stop
demon came from down in the hold
gave me food - made me bold

king of the waves - o king of the waves
i ain't the kinda boy you save
send a hurricane spin me round
let me sink n let me drown

loved that demon like a gentle mother
gave me an oar - gave me a rudder

paddled me back and i did sing
o demon mama make me king!

king of the waves - o king of the waves

i ain't the kinda boy you save

send a hurricane spin me round

let me sink n let me drown

out on the sea in a hurricane swirl
out there floatin is an orphan girl

i'll make you king i'll raise you high
but that little orphan girl must die

king of the waves - o king of the waves

i ain't the kinda boy you save

send a hurricane spin me round

let me sink n let me drown

o demon mama save that girl
i won't be king in this sad world
but if you save the orphan lass
may I still walk on boyhood grass?

king of the waves - o king of the waves

i ain't the kinda boy you save

let me walk on land a wisp

and burn burn burn ---- this body to a crisp

demon mama jumped to the sky
was an angel way up high
little boy you passed the test!
Queen of the sky will tell the rest

king of the waves - o king of the waves

i ain't the kinda boy you save

let me walk on land a wisp

and burn burn burn - this body to a crisp

you had me spare the orphan lass!
you will walk on boyhood grass
then on a magic ship you'll ride
that very Queen will be your bride

king of the waves - o king of the waves

i ain't the kinda boy you save

make me a fool for all to see

let the orphan girl live free

walked until my feet were green
magic ship came sailin in

took me on a starry ride
to know the Queen who is my bride

king of the waves - o king of the waves

i ain't the kinda boy you save

burn this body till it's free

let the orphan girl live free

found me floatin in a big wide o-ocean
thankful to be flo-o-oatin
thankful for my boyhood grass
thankful for the orphan lass

king of the waves - o king of the waves

i ain't the kinda boy you save

burn this body till it's free

do whatever you will with me

found me floatin in a big wide o-ocean
don't really know how i got there flo-oatin
i am saved and i am free
this loneliness is killin me

king of the waves - o king of the waves

i ain't the kinda boy you save

but if i am and if i'm free

where is the Queen you promised me?

"My demon mama! My orphan girl!
My ship! My grass! My hurricane swirl!
My sky's untimely blinding scene
My loneliness! My cross!  - your faithful Queen

king of the waves - o king of the waves

i ain't the kinda boy you save

burn me up until i'm free

fire and smoke for all to see

Diotima's Raggedytime Rag

Don't hurl yo Husserl at me, baby
Don't gimme yo phenomenology
I just want yo love and understandin
and I will love you existentially

Stop whinin bout them Cartesian fuckheads
Start actin like yo my lovin fool
I don't need no Nietzschean preachin
mo lovin and less squawkin is my philosophical school

My mind is floatin up over the chatter
On my lips the Lord's Holy Word
My heart is His but I know I could love you
if my lips could get closer to yours