With more skat
than a stray cat
can poke his eyeballs at
the punk
in the Midnight Choir
starts to twist and shout
Yet …
the All in All
all too beautiful
for even a bird on a wire
to sing about
Like that
concert hall in Vienna
where your lips
were so warm and wet
Getting a feel
of the real deal
… that love thing
Upon a mission
a royal commission
seeking foremost
the rock solid Kingdom
It all starts from within
Seizing the living moment
Best be in it
to win
And Leonard Cohen
he’s moved on
to the Tower of Song
To find truth
without love
or at least a trace
of faith and hope
like trying to climb
the highest peak
of Mount Everest
naked
without oxygen
or even a rope
Not saying it can’t be done
but man …
sounding much like
a clanging gong
in the Temple
of a world gone wrong
Or have I found
that love thing?
From the mire
of the dire basement
that we’re standing in
try as you might
to sight the heavens
across the endless skies
Far better
in the light
seeing the world
through heaven’s eyes
Heart and Soulful
Holy Mindfulness
is the rightful place
where we all belong
And Leonard Cohen
he’s moved on
to the Tower of Song
I too
have tried
in my way
to be free
If it be your will
then let it be
Yet
here on earth
they sentenced me
to forty years of mayhem
for spying
the celebrants
of sin
Tell me
where does
this world end
and the next begin?
Because
I don’t like your
toxic culture mister
And I don’t like
the choir
you’re singing in
I don’t like Big Brother’s
twisted little sister
The King
of everything
He’s coming back
He’s coming to reward them
The King of hearts
and minds
the Prince of Peace
returning
But first
we seek the Kingdom
Then let freedom ring
And Leonard Cohen
he’s moved on
to the Tower of Song
I’ve been buried
and I’ve been dug up
I call it grace amazing
You called it dumb luck
And thank you
for those items
that you sent me
The stone monkey
and the ink
under my skin
I’ve tunnelled
towards the light
and now I’m ready
First
we occupy the Kingdom
then
let the revolution begin
Yes … Jesus was a sailor
when he walked upon the water
Seeking the lost at sea
and the drowning
The stranger
the gambler
and me
And Leonard Cohen
he’s sailing on
to the Tower of Song
Through all
the rise and fall
the pulp fiction
from hell’s kitchen
I really like
to walk
that tightrope, baby
I really like
to hear
those Sirens sing
But to see that nightmare
of deception
prowling through creation
Jesus told us
yes he told us
Kingdom starts with
Remember me?
I use to to live
without rhyme or reason
Remember me?
I plugged your Hi-Fi in
You loved me as a loser
You’d hate
to ever see me win
With Christ Jesus
my ship has finally
come in
No longer tied
to a kitchen chair
With a Glory
and a broken Hallelujah!
But first
we take the Kingdom
Losing it all to win
And Leonard Cohen
he’s moved on
to the Tower of Song
I’m counselled
by a whisper
from the heavens
Once I was blinded
by visions in a spin
Now it’s …
So long Chicken Maryland
That frozen turkey
who nearly did me in
For now I’m guided
by the beauty of creation
and a thirst
for the Kingdom
where I first heard
those angels sing
Jesus told us
yes he told us
Kingdom begins within
And Leonard Cohen
he’s singing along
from the Tower of Song
~ by David B. Redpath © 2017-20
Artwork;
‘La Musica Sacra’
~ by Luigi Mussini
Photography:
David B. Redpath © 2017-20
David Redpath 
on a hot night the cool water
sucks away the awareness of flesh
dictionary definitions slowly sink down
the emotional-realistic aspect of things
the pinto beans, fried potatoes, cornbread
what remains for posterity, what fails to catch
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I was talking about skinny neck/no brain
defining objects:
>blowing out birthday candles
>stealing valentines from others
>the pressure of each new poem
departures from the ordinary
personal boundaries
gender smegma
cheese curds
boy/girl
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spending more and more time
watching my backside
brother and sister
mirrors
the management of Michaels
Mrs. valued for her body
and adornments
friction/suction
amusement
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DEPTHS FAR MORE VALUABLE THAN HER SURFACE
one would think cotton balls and electrical wires
but no
like inflated Noah
there was an entire zoo
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sow with the groin
wake up to its absence
got to piss but no spout
the loving voice turned silent
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think about ETERNAL JUSTICE
will you arrive alone ?
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>your personal suitcase left behind
the sorrowful mysteries of Golgotha
surround you in every direction
you walk in gravity
without body
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NATURE
the ultimate reality
oversimplification perhaps
beggar apes groom all day
green turns to journey south
where water unites within itself
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complete within itself
truth is simple
creation a kaleidoscope
exponential by nature
and endlessly ample
reality is a prism
for some a prison
for some a revelation
consciousness
as waves of light
in darkness shining
passing through the spectrum
all things existing
the good and the bad
within a circular motion
spiraling sublime
seeking the straight line
throughout space and time
that burning desire
for holy perfection
call it Nirvana
call it Heaven
or Paradise
birth and death
a blessing and a curse
a process of great purpose
in need of salvation
from a graceless existence
given a living example
the simple truth
in the person of Jesus Christ
having once met
the man himself
in a sacred place
where the universe unites
complete within itself
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as a spokesman for ghosts
what can I say ?
S-O-R-R-Y
the living
rude
extremely rude
to negro ghosts
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pale white citizens
dribble away
too obscure
too oblique
they defy
grasp
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the wallowing and oinks
of the pale white folks
———0———
through a throttling dark
milk-glass droplets
start the motors
———0———
a wad of semen through the throttling dark
images and figures from nature
escape definition
———0———
one idiot tries to sing his troubles away
another to dance them out of existence
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facing away from the tree
punished for the truth
hostile weeds
“go away”
—————————-poets chasing fugitive emotions
a snap of the fingers
distinguishes the Beat
working outwards, associations
as if in a monkey dust sequence
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the throttling dark that guards the Tree
facing away, believe-you-me
a weed among weeds
MultipleMichael
a weed among weeds
recently at the hospital
a concerned doctor advised me
that I was full of people, a Multiple
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>>>>>>>>>>>>>interplay, THC and fancy pants
working outward, words become definitions
on drugs one can go above and beyond
subconscious associations
active poetic ecstasy
daily torment
(+) poetic gift/poetic task inside an award winning scrotum
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WITH ONLY ONE GALLON OF GAS IN THE CAR
we had to stop
so, the boy could finger a crack in the sidewalk
he was forming metaphors for the future
his scrotum anchoring him to earth
his genital geography
(+) not a single day without being monitored
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A JOURNEY WITH PIT STOPS
along the way 🛑
to take in the scenery 👁️🔆👁️
Harry Potter’s wand 🪄
a pound of magic flesh 🧬
fully extended and on display
with that spray of life 💦
receiving in the giving
for all it’s worth
like a lightning rod ⚡
between heaven and earth ♾️🌈🌍
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+(+)+ BEFOREHAND REVENGE +(+)+
a love life bent on beforehand revenge
black eyes, bruises and broken bones
———0———
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wounds that never heal
communication at fault
the lack of
the rate of exchange
the quality of expression
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———wanted———
words more amenable to human purposes
…………………………………………………………………………..
beware:
blacksmiths willing to reattach
your limbs, your face
maladaptive beliefs
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