Tag Archives: NaPoWriMo 2017

Reset to Eden

Each day reminds me that I am depraved

fixated, titillated still with sin

and thinking I’m smart, I’ve ranted and raved

only to wake up again in this skin

wondering if I am actually saved.

Behold the deep cesspool I find within:

unhallowed Self, to whom I am enslaved,

doomed to start over every day.  Begin

again Lord Christ, that sanctifying work

you promised to accomplish through your Word.

Kill the vipers that in our garden lurk;

tell of your blood and all that it conferred.

Explain—as on the road to Emmaus;

or dull mortality may dismay us.

Euro-globalists
insanely bent on multi-
cultural suicide

 

Teetotaling Totalitarian

Adolf Hitler had a ball,
yet paused, halfway, to brew some tea
(though German beer is best of all,
and works to set one free).

Herr Hitler blinked. His reign of power
was snatched by Yankee/Allied hands
The weakest brew now had its hour—
for tea will do when tea commands.

https://connecthook.net/wp-content/uploads/2017/04/b3d50-hitlerteapot.jpg

 

Dumb-ass Haiku verse
always counting syllables…
Japan; like I care?

Seamless & Dreamless

Jewish activists lay dining,
publicans with plebes aligned;
upon the Roman chaise reclining:
Israelites well-bred (and wined).

Jesus never did wax wroth
while brokering deals for global fail.
No martyr’s noble tablecloth
enfolded Christ, Omega male.

Messiah, Lord of marketing
was favorably credit-rated.
Power points to Christ as king;
One worthy to be worshiped/hated.

Beta beasts and Alpha tyrants
rich investments when installed
tabulate their dull aspirants
chewing cud and unappalled.

Many a sociopathic brute
has steered the bride (Christ’s clueless wife)
away from every attribute
pursuant to eternal life.

You bloody better not forget
when trees get watered at the root
and global profit rises yet
that Jesus wore a business suit.

 

A frog croaks: Basho
Plop. Haiku enters your mind.
Barely a ripple…

 

Eggstravagonzo

 

Cartoon bunnies up our kiesters;

yellow chicks lay chocolate eggs.

Antichrist confection: Easter’s

pastel poison. Drain the dregs.

Sweet untruths with trinkets given

lying in the plastic grass.

Dull consumers, market-driven.

Christ is risen… kiss my ass.

 

Nature images:
bamboo in the evening wind
and etcetera…