Friday, December 24, 2010

Immanuel

When the human touch of God
the hand of his administration
settled on the lowly Mary
present powers of creation

surging as Oahu's North Shore
soaring as Mount Hermon sky
rising as the land of Goshen
All or nothing, do or die

Then the human touch of God
by the Spirit drawing nigh
in this moment now was with us
Joseph loved the little guy
 © 2010 Gary Ottoson

Monday, October 11, 2010

Reflections on the Resistance (While They Love You to Death)

What do I see in the revolution
and the Civil War and World War Two
and World War One and the constitutions,
Viet Nam, even Waterloo?

With my good eye witness and dark gray matter
Though their war machine is coordinated
I concentrate through explosive chatter
New belt-fed bullets fully automated

You were air-dropped into this military mission
But they dropped you in your tracks right there
Behind the lines of Isaiah's vision
With their peace there is no peace, anywhere

They took you down at Jerusalem
Their muzzles flashed, they hit the mark
They took you down while you conquered them
Say my good eye witness and gray matter dark
© 2010 Gary Ottoson

Sunday, October 10, 2010

Seconds (Hunger For Hope, 2)

Wall Street ditch the mothers rob and ruin raise up Cain
Resurrect you who are able - unto Cain do not conform
angel voices - bloody ground of Abel choirs slain - regain
hope, abandon mammon - Pay no heed the greedy norm

For all the wheat with water sun light rains down everywhere
As in the daily grinding into flour golden grain
Fields of able seed reveal your bounty brought to bear
As in overflowing yield, baskets full plus twelve remain
© 2010 Gary Ottoson

Friday, September 24, 2010

Hunger For Hope

Some eat today tomorrow you
Love is crude as man made corn
Some eat food the Spirit grew
Hate the day the world was born
© 2010 Gary Ottoson

Sunday, September 19, 2010

When God and Man in Sandals Meet

Painting pain at Jesus' feet
Right and left by hammers meet
Fusing flesh pierced through the bones
Spiked in time and space his groans
Clouds of fallen angels near
Grinding plates of cosmos spheres
Burning sin our tortured star
Walked away with evil scars..
Bowl and towel, be lowly, friends
Whom the Lamb would wash and cleanse
© 2010 g.o.

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“Lord, are you going to wash my feet?” Jesus replied, “You do not realize now what I am doing, but later you will understand.”

 

Saturday, September 11, 2010

three over two roughly (#6)

the word the Lord exhales in kind
creates the wind, the words, the mind
of souls alive of dust, of man
blown away like when they ran
the new world all about you
and raced and reached one unknown edge
looked, soon lost their leverage
balanced knowledge but one knows
some thoughts entwine say serpents so
the new world fast forgot you..
© 2010 g.o.