Tuesday, 27 August 2019

There’s a Numbness

There is a Numbness,
A ‘can’t go’ won’t come-ness,
Can't flick through, can't thumb this,
An eyes open blind, deaf and dumbness,
A disunity in the oneness,
A triple ripple on the still pond-ness,
The mill pond whose stillness begun this,
It's fun, this no fun-ness,
Or at least so funny I shun this,
The swagger might make you think that I won this,
But I spun this,
If it had a tune I'd happily hum this,

But I lie,

This wont come, this,
I made up this abstraction ,
To distract from the numbness,
Like a thawing from eternal winter for Mr Tumnus ,
Squinting I see a human child emerge from the sunless,
Portal, that parts the worlds from their undress,
And clothes you with warm flesh and fresh breath, that tells you 'You've run this',
So breathe, and feel and be,
The real you busting through, breaking back, to out gun this,
More awake in my dreams,

And now I've begun this

Tuesday, 9 July 2019

Make Me an Offer

I once said to God
Make me an offer
But now I say
God, make me an offering

A lot has changed

'Are you there?'
became
There you are
became
You are there
and
You are here

Do you care?
became
You do care
Can you hear me?
became
I am listening
and...
and on occasion
(In my stubbornness)
Speak no more

And I said,
Ok, speak
Your servant is listening
Make me an offer

And he said
I will make you an offering
Speak no more
and know me.

He made me an offering
But he offered so much more
 

Monday, 17 June 2019

Eggs is Eggs

Eggs is eggs
A glove’s a glove 
Sex is sex
Love is love
God is love 
Sin is sin
Love God: Love love

#GodWins

Saturday, 18 May 2019

Trouble Doesn't Have a Sales Pitch

Trouble did not come looking for me
But once he found me he would not let go
His arms enfolded
To surround me
He opened the door to the motel room
He simply opened the door
And down we go

He came with protection
And with the arm
To beat the trick, the threat and me
I could not have no weak ass man
Tho he would not beat me
He would not beat my enemy

He came with the promise
He came with the lies
He came with the back of his hand
And without compromise
He came with the silver lining
He came with pretence
He came with repercussions
And he came
With the consequence

He put the world on hold
He held the concerns it voices
He held my money for me
He held all my choices



When you asked me what he said
To entice me to become his 'bitch'
You thought I was being poetic
When I said ‘Trouble doesn’t have a sales pitch’

But Trouble was his name
his name
Was literally 'Trouble'.



(Written after watching Louis Theroux' Dark States documentary on sex trafficking. The prostitute went by the name Nikki. Her pimp, Anthony Gardener, went by the name 'Trouble') 

Saturday, 4 May 2019

Crucifixation

I am fixed
On the Crucifixion
Not fiction
But narrated
I'm fixated
On the cross
Of Jesus Christ
I'm enticed
To my own death
His last breath,
It cannot be missed
He told us all
It is accomplished
It. Is. Finished.
All I hoped for.
All you wished.

I think the devil
Missed  tricks
When he overlooked
The crucifix

Not that it was a deception
But just
Hid from his perception
He could never understand perfection
Was made perfect
Only in connection
With suffering
And God's suffering
Was his own free offering
A cross
Between unquenchable justice
And unstoppable mercy
And in this
They kissed
Son of God
Crucifix
And Gods Justice was sated
And now
I am fixated

The cross before me
Ever before me
The tree of curse
That should have bore me

The state of grace
Is the situation
When your diagnosis is
Cruxifixation.


 


Sunday, 21 April 2019

My Song This Morning

My Song This Morning
To My Brothers and Sisters:

If I am killed
Will you please still sing
If I am butchered
Still bring your praise to the king
If I am blown up
Please make much of his name
If I should die during worship
If I am slain

Know that my death
Is not in vain
Know that God is still God
And Jesus still reigns
Know that death is still robbed
It's still lost it's sting
He is risen indeed
And our hope is in him

To our adversaries:

Know that while you still kill us
We will yet live
Know that while we forgive you
Only God can forgive
Know that there is still mercy
It's found in the name
Of this Jesus we worship
The one who once came
To die for your sin
And rose from the grave
And he alone is your hope
Only Jesus can Save.



(Written after news broke about the Jihadist attacks on churches in Sri Lanka killed over 250 people)

Wednesday, 17 April 2019

Manwomb

As Adam
Asleep in the dust
From
Which he was just
Created
Sedated
Formed as he was
From earth
From him was formed
The first birth

A caesarean
A section of flesh
A humanitarian
Delivery as deliverance
A sample of bone
Flesh of my flesh
No longer alone
And the surgeon
Unmasked
The sculptor unaided
And unasked
Blew life
With his breath
Before things got dark
Before shadows and death

This is now bone of my bones
And flesh of my flesh;
She shall be called ‘woman,’
For she was taken out of man
But all men hence
Will be taken out of her


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