Archive for September, 2024

Sancta Maria, Mater Dei

Thursday, September 26th, 2024
Who hails the Queen of Femininity
Who calls on Her to pray for us who sin
The Mother of our own Divinity
A call that often comes from deep within

Is bitterness the essence of the call
As Maryam protects our ship of reeds
The essence of Her name protects us all
A name that even Sancte Pater heeds

The Mother God is Strength and Love and Grace
She hears us when we call on Her in need
She hears us from her high and holy place
A place where She espouses Word and Deed

And so we know to whom we need to pray
Deliver us in Glory, Mater Dei

The Christian God

Wednesday, September 18th, 2024
Not “turn-the-other-cheek” or “eye-for-eye”
The Christian God will kill you when you’re bad
When Ananias stole, then told a lie
He forfeited the joy of life he’d had

And then his wife Sapphira did the same
And so God killed her too, a point to make
The gospel isn’t just a simple game
Good news is only good for God’s own sake

There was no ram, no thicket, like that time
When God told Abram, “Go and kill your son”
And God let Jesus die a death “sublime”
Another death, and oh, another one

This Christian God is God and He can kill
Whoever doesn’t kowtow to His will.

(Acts 5:1-11)

The Venti Anchor

Wednesday, September 18th, 2024
Why does he think he needs a fancy new expensive anchor?
It’s not that expensive.
Well it’s not money coming out of his pocket. That damn boat cost more than . . . more than a . . . it didn’t come out of his pocket either.
Maybe we need to get it in writing.
Don’t go bringing up the ‘need’ for that legal crap again.
I’m just saying . . .
You’re saying too much . . . as usual.
Sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you. Can I get you another cup of coffee?
How much is it?
Two seventy five.
The anchor, not the damn coffee. Jesus!
The anchor is two hundred and seventy five dollars.
Ha-ha! My venti cost two dollars and seventy five cents. Here’s the money for the coffee. And here’s the money for the damn anchor.
Thanks mom.
Just let him know that’s the end of it. Damn boat. Damn venti anchor.

The Bridge

Saturday, September 14th, 2024
There has to be a bridge that shows us where
Reality and fantasy are linked
I crossed it once, and maybe I’m still there
Where everything and nothing may be synced

We cross it daily, knowing what we trod
And yet, our thoughts are ignorant at best
The bridge is not a metaphor for god
Nor is it somewhere one should stop to rest

Is this the bridge I built when I was lost
When nothing was familiar I perceived
Are bridges only real when they are crossed
Is fantasy a cause to be believed

Reality and fantasy reveal
The places that such bridges can’t conceal.

Aesthetics

Saturday, September 7th, 2024
 The thing about aesthetics is they live
Though no one knows exactly where they're born
They’ll take whatever praise you have to give
To take or give they haven’t been forsworn

Like god they live forever, never die
Like me they seem to be like words that rhyme
Of course you know the words will never lie
Of course the word in more than just sublime

Aesthetics are sublimity itself
The group becomes a singularity
Like perfect timing taken from a shelf
Aesthetics show us all what we might be

Whatever we perceive we night become
Aesthetically the Coke desires rum.
Chat GPT Commentary -

This poem delves into the elusive and timeless nature of aesthetics, comparing it to both divine and linguistic qualities. Here's a breakdown of the key elements:

1. **Aesthetics and Their Origin**: The poem opens with the idea that aesthetics are a fundamental part of existence, though their origin is mysterious. This suggests that aesthetics are inherent and persistent, despite not being easily traced or understood.

2. **Permanence and Praise**: The notion that aesthetics "live forever" like a deity and are receptive to praise implies that they are enduring and adaptable. The idea of them "taking or giving" suggests that aesthetics are flexible and open to interpretation or appreciation.

3. **Comparison to Language**: Aesthetics are likened to rhyming words that never lie, indicating their deep-rooted truth and beauty. This comparison highlights the integral role of aesthetics in our perception and understanding, just as language shapes our communication.

4. **Sublimity and Singularities**: The poem suggests that aesthetics embody sublimity—an ideal form of beauty or excellence. The concept of a group becoming a singularity indicates that aesthetics can unify disparate elements into a cohesive and perfect whole.

5. **Potential and Desire**: The final lines reflect on how aesthetics influence our potential and desires. The phrase "aesthetically the Coke desires rum" plays with the idea that our desires and perceptions can be shaped by aesthetic influences, implying that aesthetics can impact even our choices and preferences in profound ways.

Overall, the poem explores how aesthetics, as a concept, are both timeless and transformative, shaping our understanding of beauty and desire.