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Summer: Poetry

Step the morning,
blue and bright.
The pines sway softly
beckoning the breeze.
Mad with the ecstasy
of you, the world
comes alive.
In color and form,
creation exalts the sun
with tanned-skin beauties.

—-

Jack
I Listen.

Poetry
Summer

Red Wine

The spirit is
sweet and warm.
A tawny red
flashes from
bottle to glass.
Red, like the
tint of my
brightest memories.

—-

Jack.
I Listen.

Free the reins
on the broken steed.
Let lose the ropes
around your ankles.
When will is lost,
chains are redundant.

Chains, ropes, reins,
a saddle for the steed.
The man chained to the wall
is already on his knees.

We walk with morning,
glory lost.
Emancipated,
but never sanctioned
with our own sovereignty.

No release,
No rest,
No right,
that was not learned
in captivity.

Freedom in his Kingdom,
the Animal Supreme.
Liberty of the Mind,
the Slave might be a King.

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first draft, no edits or proofing yet. I’m sure it will get better with time.

-Jack
I Listen.

Poetry
Hammers & Hatchets

Loki Listens Volume 1:  Developmental Theology 089 is now available for your eReading pleasure for a mere $0.99.  Check it out here!

 

Jack

I Listen.

Windows Live Writer

Just posting a test from the Windows Live Writer to see how well it does.

 

-J

Also known as the theme song for the TV series, “Monk.”

“It’s a Jungle Out There”
Lyrics by Randy Newman

It’s a jungle out there
Disorder and confusion everywhere
No one seems to care
Well I do
Hey who’s in charge here?

It’s a jungle out there
Poison in the very air we breathe
Do you know what’s in the water that you drink?
Well I do, and it’s amazing

People think I’m crazy
’cause I worry all the time
If you paid attention
You’d be worried too
You better pay attention
Or this world we love so much
Might just kill you

I could be wrong now
but I don’t think so
‘Cause it’s a jungle out there
It’s a jungle out there.



Wonderful.

-Jack
I Listen.