Glitch bough, climb up high
carry those immortals up
into the white sky
peer through the branches weave and
dictate what it is you see
Tag: spiritual
Haiku #129
In the age of now
We look to the stars and see
Nobody here but me
A Writer’s End
Where for art thou?
Invisible
Indivisible
Where?
We’re lost without you
Thou aren’st anymore
Thou find’st find you
Where to look for you
with thine eyes you see
and with lips speak divine
I’ll look and see into you
Appear before me I command you!
THE END
by Andrew Watkins
Depression
Monster
God
Fish pie
In the everlasting…
We can only bow and take the strain
As they reign victorious
Mercy for those deep in transgression
In the house of God
Strength to those suffering
Joy to those in bondage
Freedom to those in chains
Epiphany to those in darkness
Pray that we may see
Wild horses shin Pegasus
Father unto Father
into the domain
under the ground
Where you may reign
in darkness
Light the fire of life
after that which drains you
and lifts you up in splendour
to new heights
Catch that plane tap that vein
Walk tall and don’t mess up.
©2017 Andrew Watkins
Upwards
Current eschatological wanderings like science with decimal points
Vitamin DOA.
In the still waters,
In the still waters.
Almost there.
Vietnam boat…
Ahoy!
©2017 Andrew Watkins
Torch Lite
Insensitive Cochons give me no air
As they root and feed root and feed
I must be the shit splattered everywhere
as they grunt and sniff, grunt and sniff
I forgot my really good line (again)
As I get pushed aside
and into the wall
bloodying my nose
that sprays all over them
As they root and feed, grunt and sniff
I sink to the ground
On dirty straw and exhale
Too tired to get up
Kicking an exclusion zone
I wrap my arms around my knees
as the shit soaks into my pants
and believe this is really happening.
It’s all part of Gods plan for me.
©2017 Andrew Watkins
Ignorance Inside
The veils of ignorance are lifted
revealing cast iron veils of fear and understanding
Which give off a tone
That sounds like…bone walking.
©2017 Andrew Watkins
One
Resolute in our way for a day.
There’s oranges. Details later.
In our day, pray for details
absolute in nature duty carries day.
In our day pussy came and dick bone
Evolution matters tied without.
In nature in out oranges again.
Prudence. Why? Be forgotten be.
Begotten Son! Praise be.
Jeremiah instilled be thee
and nobody else.
Jeremiah instilled in thee
above way. Instilled in everybody.
Before me instilled everybody fine
Where are we along the vine?
Everybody? can we still? can we still?
One. One way. One life.
THE END
This Ones For You
Did you ever look and think ‘that’s not for me’
because it was too big, too bright, too shiny?
Then this song’s for you. It’s all I can do
To give thanks to you and you and you
for leaving more for me for me for me!
I wanted to write a ‘Your Song’ like Elton John
But when I got writing I thought it was wrong
To pretend and to write a song like ‘your song’ would be a falsehood
because I guess I need to sing ‘my song’ more or at least that how it seems.
Nevertheless, you are in my heart and whenever I hear
your bitter cry ‘It’s only for you’ then I recall a time I
thought the same about Prince and his Purple Rain.
Sometimes It’s allowing yourself to feel special enough
to say ‘I want it my way’ and sending a prayer or doing
what you must to sculpt that bust or show that smile
when you go the extra mile for someone you care for.
You can also go the Xtra mile for you. Nobody can say
you don’t care and if they do they are WRONG.
You have needs and are special too. I just wanted to remind
you and sing this song for you.God Bless You.
If you are tired and cannot go on then think of Solomon
Whose temple was in ruins and he rebuilt it stone by stone
until it shone in the sun. A testament to one man and his will.
If you can see it then you can make it real. Just concentrate on
where the pain is and heal. Then go out and earn your meal. And
remember that you have a brain. And achievement is sought after
by employers lovers friends and family. Nobody dates a loser.
Sing ‘My Song’ when your low and have nowhere to go. It’s only
natural to feel sorrow for the old ways and letting go of what you
used to know. And you will feel it every day for as long as it takes
to get to know you and where you can go and you will be surprised.
I just realised that I don’t need to reinvent the wheel. You can also listen to ‘Your Song’
and we can make a deal if you like. Come back one day and comment on
my blog and tell me what you achieved.Go and make it real!
Parts
If something is hanging off loose
then someone else gathers it up in their hands
does it become part of them?
Some luck will push me into a new arena
Here I will work on my parts. Some parts are almost empty
vessels while others line pots like climbing ivy covers a wall.
And all the time I am thinking. Profound! May many parts
receive His blessing. It is commonplace down our way.
For people to shine brightly. Like hearts on parade!
Wearing a visor to keep eyes in the shade
while
everyone is bathed in glorious light.
