HERE - REDONE

So my eyes have seen all tints of evil

Dirty images etched on my brain

Clouded vision

Eyes wide shut

Gazing through grey lenses

Not seeing through the wicked

Wicked system of things

Instead licking up horrid waste from Babylon

Looking at life through eyes of battered seas

Hoarding all forms of memories

Time, numb hideous all mashed into one

That post abortion feeling of numbness

Tiny vibrations inside my nervous system

Alerting me that Life has been severed from my grasp

Loud pains inside my consciousness

Watching life ooze out in many

Many shades of green

That sense of desperation that drives men into madness

Vibrations

First bright as the innocence falls slow

Mint and crisp slowly becoming dirty yellow

That problem solving strategy that leaves you countless

Times worse than before

The pain is unbearable so you don’t feel any more

It’s almost like it’s next to you – clear painful white

Drenched in desperation

Answers sought but no actualization

So life has had me battered

Scars painted on me like trophy’s

In torturous shades of purple and navy’s

My skin becomes a storm

Held in the arms of stains- over white

Thant sense of longing that drives men to madness

Many days I spent mimicking those with no direction

Moments in time frozen in my brain

There’s only but so much you can contain

Bottled up issues to ease the strain

All in the name of conformation

The unbearable pain of rejection I feel no more

Clear painful white

So friends and foes alike

Demeaned my graces

Without a thought

Quick word or come back

Yet I could have killed for you

I could have died for you

But they slaughter my soul

Step on my heart at the exit

Don’t bother to leave the keys

My feet have walked this path

Of red brick neatly paved

Grave yard orange

The walk that leads to death

Orange setting slowly giving way to darkness

I feel nothing

This colour is void

So dark the only thing visible is my thoughts

Flirting with the end

Suicide seducing me on this path

She paints a rainbow of worms

Smiles at my demise

She is beautiful eyes that sting in the night

Her teeth shine bone white – ivory

She watches her prey

Tricks me into believing I am trapped

She smiles satisfied

I shut my eyes and succumb

I am awoken 2,000 years ago

At the foot of the cross

He turned and looked into 2014

And saw scars painted on me

In torturous shades of purple and navy’s

Broken from lifes battering

He took a strike for me

And there was blood

He peered into my space and saw loneliness and rejection

Creamy turquoise becoming dirty yellow

Friends and foes turning on me

He took another strike for me –

there was even more blood

He looked into my eyes

And saw the wicked wicked system of things

Death surrounding me

He took a piercing at his side for me

Blood and water flowed

I have to be normal you tell yourself

If only you stop and listen

You will hear the trumpet call

His voice Louder

The drama of his speaking

Supernatural healing in body, soul and spirit

Healing from the ravages of memory

He has given boldness to come to Him

He removed all fear

He held me close and cleansed me

cleansed my conscience

so no!  evil cannot accuse

If only you could

Stop!

Listen!

He is HERE

mannequin

I am still

Turning to stone

Hoping the permanent feature

Will somehow be turned to life
The hand of midas instead turned me to stone

Gargoyle 
staring at the world go by
as though trapped in a glass jar barely breathing
somehow a guardian
the companion never leaving
always there

Did you notice 

Do you see the dead aching

Stagnant water turned green
pools of longing and wait
not flowing but still
Mannequin 
no language just a cause
silent fight

staring at you beyond the facade 

Stuck in position

Starved into immobility

Frozen, watching

Waiting, hoping
Unnoticed, unwanted

The observer from an alien place

Trying to be a part
reality
Its like breathing and your lungs reject the air
Wheeze and squeak
self destruct 

Needing to thaw but cold hearts freeze

the realisation that there is nothing left

The tunnel is invitingly dry

Going deeper to maybe provoke a response

About the distance

The silence, the darkness

Statue
still here, invisible
At home in empty spaces
The tunnel my home
just me, her and the music

Silencing the noise
Dancing  at darkness

Zion class

I AM A JOINT
No creaking is heard from me
Simply a conduit
Connection upwards to supply
Seeking only clarity, in me
 Perception Killing all self will
I am only because
 i am connected
 Grace flowing through me
Not trying to grasp
 No pride
 Seeking understanding

Ears to hear
Eyes to see
Feet not missing a beat
Heart Humming in line with your desires
Never not once, a wrong move

I am zion class
Not limited by my street
I look up and i see the covering
Expansed like the skies above us all
 It sheilds us,
covers us
 Yet transparent leading only to HIM
 In my world we are all connected
We are a sanctuary
My brothers in Tokyo Raise their hands with me
 We transact with God
Our onness encoded in our DNA
 His values are mine
 These values streaming from apostolic flow
 I drink and i am sustained
Watching the ways
That i may replicate
 Producing Christ from me Inside
Transformed in him
 Trailing,
tracking,
searching
Becoming, everything that he wants

word

Agile feet beneath the trees
Walking paths of ancient wells

Applications delivering highest call
Tentativeness slows as boldness swells

Sons arisen in numbers still
Mighty men come to sing a hymn
Straight from quarry the battlefront fill

Contrite hearts they hide in him

The master provoking ear to action

Joining forces in active seeking

Diligent lives here on sanction
Arms are raised as self is perishing

Internal processing suddenly upgraded

Translation of word to flesh in a heart beat
Sounds of the earth are now faded
Decoding mysteries hidden in Glory

Words of the wind

Words of the wind
are carried by night
Hearts of the storm
They shift my sight
Hope dancing in glorious galore

Dreams of the day we meet
On wings of the wind

Whispers of the wind
I held in my heart
Nights filled with storm
kept me calm and warm
Faith singing melodies estranged

Dreams of the day we meet
On wings of the wind

Rasps of the wind
Warp my mind
Doubts and darkness
they shift my sight
in the eye of the hurricane i find stillness

Dreams of the day we meet
we will meet on wings of the wind

QUEST

In a quest to touch God
Seeking a moment to see him
To know the expression of his worth
Interacting to exchange
Me for him
In that moment of joining
Going deeper into him
In the silence

He reveals himself to me

In an act of giving
a life of sacrifice
that place where my flesh is pierced
I am pinned to that cross
That his will may be done
In that place where he wants me to sit
I express my knowledge of him
In the silence

He reveals himself to me

Moments

A starry eyed morning
Beckoning morning dew
The bucket of stars has gone
Now sunlight in my arms
Clarity of crystals hangs everywhere
Breath of mist
Showers of mine

Little lilies of hope line the streets
Fading shadows and glistening feet
The mist deep inside my lungs
Inspired to run
Eyes closed
A cool breeze blows

Little yellow shoes kiss the floor
Skinny feet socked in white
Blissful whispers in the wind
Morning awakes
Silence hides
Remember, remember yesterday

Chills up unsuspecting spines
Decadence fades, all that remains
Pieces, petals, shells divine
Its empty now
Its empty now
Time lulls gravity to into sleep
Frozen moments nothing breathes
Pedestrians briskly passing by
Slowest motion
Lost in time
Can’t remember where it hides
It’s empty now

Moving statues frozen time
Nothing breathes,
Fire comes on high today
Its over now
Its over now
Hold your breath for one last time

with skrypted

My world Up in Smoke

Every corner filled
His manifest presence
Filling to the brim
Everywhere
My world up in smoke

That trumpet sound
Louder, louder
The voice of God
Longer, longer
My world is up in smoke

Up the mountain we charge
There where God is
Into the intensity
Trembling there
My world up in smoke

Purple Storm

My guitar is my love

She peers at me

Beckoning me to strum

Releasing sounds of gladness

She sways with me in sorrow

And dry’s my tears with arpeggios

Fitting perfectly in my arms

She is obedient in her rhythm

Creating joy

Rush from my quickened heart beat

Faster she sails with me

Touching nerves in places I cannot C

Major chords streamlining my thoughts

A touch of F and now G

Gee I am loving this

Song that’s made for me

No lyrics to confine the sound’      

But endless mysteries in minors and majors

Fingers scraping for a journey

Found only in the limitless space she creates

Slowing soothing

Becoming silence

TK-LUV

IN WORSHIP

You are the true God

You rule & reign in our lives

Just…are your ways

You are the very center –

Core of our beings

You etch the law on our hearts

And place utterance in our mouth

I adore you –

With my heart I kiss towards heaven

Exclusively I honor you

In animated sacredness, 

I extend to your holiness

Slay me, that my life may intercourse with yours

Pry my heart & soul & remove prostitution

May you be worshiped in my silence

In my action,

 I usher your presence –

In complete surrender,

 I live in righteousness

With raised hands, I praise

With a contrite spirit, 

I survive daily by inquiry

My life is your sanctuary

We gather to celebrate your wisdom

Putting our hands together, we applaud

Your Sovereignty

Under your wings we hide

With one voice,

 we speak your dignity 

In your Word, we abide

By your love, we know your integrity

Knowing not any form of backslide

Be worshiped in our relations-

May you be honored when the bread breaks

In our community, be exalted

You who places the lonely in families

With our Language, we acknowledge You

O Great!

O Powerful

O Awesome

GOD!!!!!

Music On My Nerves

Fingers sore from strumming

Eyes tired and droopy

Mind not here or there

Melodies unknown, streaming in my veins

Its Music on my nerves

Singing stands up

Notes Scratching and forming

Touching places

Chords forming words,

Live conferencing

Touching places deep and dark

Tis Music on my nerves

Stretching its fingers

Inside my soul

Uncovering truth and lies

Bringing to light the shadows

To scrutinize my innermost

Harmonious sounds of worship

Cutting through my flesh

Its Music on my nerves

I

Be still

and know that I am

I created the heavens

I the great puppeteer

Pulling strings

Creating your circumstance

I the Lord is

Abba Father covering the skies

I have made darkness my secret place

Flocks I tend in the wind

Know that

I am

I the one who is

Always and forever

Stretching beyond time and space

Riding on the sunrise

The clouds a spray in my wake

Mighty Warrior

I am

Tk-luv (c)

If you dont do it who will?

You sit nice and comfy
Seminar after seminar
What a powerful word you say to yourself
As block upon block you are built

You
Turn up your nose at those lost at sea
Fattened in the world you see
Ignoring friends, Family
Neihbours and acquantances
Lost in heathenness
Some may have a form of godliness
But its a charade

Alcololism and premature death strike the youth
You say to your self its such a shame gone to soon
Premature pregnancies and abortions plague the neighborhood
You say to yourself she should have kept her legs closed
Yet you
Close the door of the word
Anger bitterness and regret color homes
You sit in church and pretend its not there

But if you dont do it
How will they hear
When you have been given
Songs of life
Words of worth
Feet bearing good news
Who will then dare to bring them home
Search for every sheep and bring healing and hope?

Unless you care
Unless you try
Unless you persist
There will be no songs of gladness
My sheep will be lost
Because sons lost their voice

HERE

That post abortion feeling of numbness

Loud pains inside your consciousness

That sense of desperation that drives men into madness

Vibrations

That problem solving strategy that leaves you countless

Times worse than before,

You wanted a quick solution- not due process

Looking at life and all the wickedness

Through eyes those pool like a battered sea

All forms of memories

Time numb and hideous

Drenched in desperation

Answers sought but no actualization

Many days spent mimicking those with no direction

Moments in time frozen in your brain

There’s only but so much you can contain

Bottled up issues to ease the strain

All in the name of conformation

I have to be normal you tell yourself

If only you stop and listen

You will hear the trumpet call

His voice Louder

The drama of his speaking

Stop!

Listen!

He is HERE –

TK-LUV

Immortality

I awake from  slumber

And I put on the clothes I wore forty years ago

I reach out to my first love

Sinking in to the serenity of reflection

I move to the center of the hurricane

In the stillness

To hear the voice of God

I am immortal woman

I have put on immortality

The imperishable, Incorruptible

I perfect the spirit of inquiry and pursuit

I lift my cup and he fills it

I am strength

Adding back to Adam what God gave me

I am secure

Putting on royalty

I engage daily

In the cool of the day

I walk with God

I am worship

Drawn by the vortex

Willingly I

Am steered into him

Swallowed into the creator

I am no more

Yet I rise again in the new

tk-luv 

Give thanks

This is a day to celebrate

Flowers and things

Butterflies in my stomach

Startling winds

Breathing

Loving every moment

Stillness and waterfalls

Mazes and walkways

Smiles and smirks

Waiting

Taking in the bustle

Fingerprints and scratches

Empty glasses full bottles

Anticipation

Inhaling

Everything and nothing

Leaves on the grass

Feeling today

Excitement

Exhale

Remember the reason

Am Plummeting,

Staring deeply in those eyes that tear my heart apart

Quizzing the words that dress me

Nose dive

In an uncontrollable sea

Self-worth consumes my existence

Waterfalls

Down my eyes under the thick September heat

They barely reach my cheeks and are

Dried away by the hungry sun

My eyes fail me

Tears are no more

Consolation far fetched

Redemption a word I once knew

Leaving you and loving you are inseparable

In simultaneous existence

Algebra fails me as I fail to dislocate one from one

And I can’t spell the sum

Cause trying to is dividing me

After all, these ones made us

One part in separate existence

Torture

Tumbling

Carelessly through life

Combining insanity and modesty in this carnal world

If finding definition

If keeping the ways

If knowing my God

Then all this is worth while

tk-luv