Thirteen Disciples (Improvisation 12 15 2009) Poem by Lee B. Mack

THIRTEEN DICIPLES:
Phrases Misplaced Six
In Heat All Are Cold:

Improvisation 12 15 09


I

Every day a new sense of
Reasoning what day is? Light
Beneath the brow shines in
Spirit beauty illumined into
Event Faces -black-headed
Shade what would light then


II

Be but a mystical sun god
Speaking phrases making
You and a voice sensed inside
Swell to be heard? Beauty
Dispensed no ego misplaced
Judge yourself Pharaohs



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(Lee Mack, Thirteen Disciples: Page 2)


III

Chancellors Presidents
Saints Satan as well they too
Sense as Melchizedek -medium
Love for beauty this day given
Days of intent to gaze upon true
Beauty in one event one God


IV

Could have made and sent
Still uncertainty left alone
Assumes to test and find
Neither love nor judgment
Will I share this gift and
Love this want well spent?


V

Judgments made sought mine
That you too have this love this
Day this judgment of like kind
Should we begrudge that love
Judged -yours as yours mine as
Mine nothing is at stake here




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(Lee Mack, Thirteen Disciples: Page 3)


VI

But love that love would love
Most beautiful to accept as
Well the sense to make of all
The love possessed this God
Of mine has made of all the
Loves of all the days for-giving


VII

Phrase misplaced memories
As this is that day by day
What loss suffered appreciates
With days of new perspective
From not knowing I am in accord
Possessing the day to become


VIII

Events befall ill resolute into
Days of forgotten beauty then
Day reclaims a most beautiful
Self possession divinely the root
Of my tree morning invites day to
Meet as judged unmarried virgins



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(Lee Mack, Thirteen Disciples: Page 4)



IX

Most beautiful possession of
The North is children of
Snowmen –each fills each
Moment’s measure of turns
From near death to near life
Toward states of cold flesh at rest


X

Precious possession of The South
Is fatherless children self possessed
In commonplace swamps of life
That stunt the growth and fail the
Moments of measure of pasts -and
Failed hearts empty of dreams


XI

Delicious possession of The West is
Judgment of children turned spiritual
To decree in song love meant to be is
Sung to be wronged and defiled by the
Spirit getting busy enlarging the heart
Why the holy woman loves a woman



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(Lee Mack, Thirteen Disciples: Page 5)


XII

Sculpture of pithy cultures of The East
Is beautiful –children possession
Cares most to share great architecture
Of the Lord God and Epicurean souls
Of stewards in the ancients-of-parodies
And psalms of lover’s in black gold.
















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