Category Archives: The Gospel According to Peter

I choose the voyage prepared
The course set in the presence of my enemies
Yes, I choose the Master’s craft Continue reading →

In Hebrew we have three words for sin

Words are not The only things To fail at times Such as these

I rise each day with anger Gird my loins with her, bathe with her, and bed her down I dare not give her to God

A housecat writhes On my laptop as I write Its tongue reels out Again, and again As its head bobs over its coat

(for John Boehner) I wait at the gate as they talk. Yentas have nothing on scribes and rabbis Prating endlessly about petty details.

I don’t want my temples cleansed I know what that means I don’t want to rock the boat, Bite the hand that feeds my bloat I don’t want to make a scene, Dare to take a stand– Say out loud … Continue reading →

Lift up your heads, O ye gates! Be lifted up, ye ancient doors For the King of Glory is coming in! Who is this king, the King of Glory? The Lord, strong and mighty, The Lord, mighty in battle!

The day before Passover Jesus said to feed The poor who are always with me Two days before Passover Jesus said to feed Two beggars blind And the poor who are always with me

Wake up, wake up O Jerusalem For you shall drink the cup of God’s fury You shall drain the cask of terror Tipping out its very last bitter dregs