Ink Pastries

Little rhyming poems that are delectable, and a few side dishes.

THE NARROW PATH (are you on it?) (SHORT POEM)

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THE NARROW PATH

Gravity is religion or sin.
It’s on either side of the rope
that we walk upon: though thin
balance comes of faith and hope.

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(Some) Literary References in Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory

Originally posted on John M. Cusick:

Is it my soul that calls upon my name?

from Romeo and Juliet


Oh, you should never, never doubt what nobody is sure about.

from The Microbe
by Hilaire Belloc [1870-1953]


The suspense is terrible. I hope it’ll last.

from The Importance of Being Earnest, Act III
by Oscar Wilde [1854-1900]


All I ask is a tall ship and a star to sail her by.

from Sea Fever
by John Masefield [1878-1967]


‘Round the world and home again, that’s the sailor’s way!

from Homeward Bound
by William Allingham [1828-1889]


In springtime, the only pretty ring time
Birds sing, hey ding
A-ding, a-ding
Sweet lovers love the spring–

from As You Like It, Act V, Scene 3
by William Shakespeare [1564-1616]


Candy is dandy, but liquor is quicker.

Reflections on Ice-Breaking
by Ogden Nash [1902-1971]


Where is fancy bred? In the heart, or in the head? Shall we roll on?

from The…

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DO YOU KNOW “THE WAY” TO YOUR SOUL (OR SAN JOSE?) (POEM)

THE WAY (TO YOUR SOUL)

“The Way” is not a stationary thing:
it’s not a set of rules for us to memorize.
And it’s not a set of words to which, opinions,
men can bring.
It is God’s Way. It is timeless. It is wise!

Religions are opinions, one by one,
based on men who grasped a piece and wrote it down.
“I…AM….NOTHING…WITHOUT….GOD” the message says when it is done,
despite the buildings where folks worship in the town.

“I am nothing” has become the Buddhist motto.
The Jews still think “I Am” is quite enough.
New Ager’s leave out “nothing without,” as if to win the lotto,
but when God’s arm disappears, the going’s rough.

He can only protect the ones who seek The Way:
to understand the total-ness of God–the Whole!
And not be prideful they’re not God, and it’s to God they have to pray.
Otherwise, they haven’t access to their soul.

The “wee ones” in the Bible are the souls
God created, before “the earth,” in “the days of old,”
before He gave us a “spirit”–a mind–
with which to choose what we would find.
We stopped responding and started reacting to what we’re told!

And that’s the yin/yang of the Tao we hear about.
It’s the truth sitting side by side with all that doubt.
Despite God telling us the truth, we’ve been reacting throughout our “youth.”
Instead of gentle whispers, we heard Satan’s shout.

“The Way” is us evolving back to Him.
But to be set on one religion is to rot.
To hold on to your piece to please a “people” you call “them”
is to put stock in a lie: a “piece” of thought.

If you must be in a group, you lose “The Way.”
The Way is “lonely” in the sense you must be strong
enough to disregard the bribe, that if you “only join our tribe
you’ll be safe”–a path to Hell that’s wide and long.

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ARE YOU MERELY WORSHIPPING YOUR FREE WILL? (POEM)

MOSES AND THE LEVITES: A PRECURSOR TO WHAT’S TO COME

Affliction brings people to the fork in the road–
when we realize we’re totally “alone”
and hearing God’s voice trying to take on our load
as we fall down with it–as we groan.

Moses could have stayed in the desert, with sheep,
but God had a greater purpose in mind–
to represent the Savior by his faith, by his leap,
to take the knife presented: cut the bind.

Like Jesus, he could have stayed where life was at peace.
Like Jesus, he could have stayed home.
He could have let God’s plans for eternal life cease
and never wished on them God’s Shalom.

When the Israelites worshipped the calf made of gold
Moses threw down the tablets, but pleaded
with God not to destroy them all, though he was told
a new nation, through him, could be seeded.

Every day, those of faith can choose to condemn
or plead on behalf of our neighbors.
It’s tempting to damn them, but don’t. Turn to Him
because Christ, through our prayers, for us labors.

But never, my friend, forget the one per cent who died,
who went down by the sword on that day–
those who refused to cross the line out of pride–
who would not, in humility, pray.

The Levites were given permission to kill–
to shed the rebel’s “blood” like a goat.
It’s dangerous to worship the mere fact of free will
if it’s Satan you elevate with your vote!

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ARE YOU BEING CAREFUL? (VERY SHORT POEM!)

BE CAREFUL!!!

If anything said (even here) raises your hackles
ask God if you’re being approached with more shackles:
religion can be the slave-driver in disguise
which tells you what men, and not God, thinks is “wise.”

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ARE YOU PRONE TO ARGUE? (POEM)

ARGUE, ARGUE, ARGUE

When reading Amazon reviews
I think I’ll stick to poetry
and never claim to know the news
to give to you, through such as me.

So if you please to read what’s here
don’t quote me, as if I am God!
Like Jesus, I point upward, dear.
I’m not a member of a squad.

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DO YOU WORSHIP THE UNHOLY TRINITY? (POEM)

MOST PEOPLE WORSHIP THE UNHOLY TRINITY
(DO YOU?)

In two years, no man that I ever see
surprises me–not one yet is a “find.”
They all worship the unholy trinity–
their dick, their wallet, their mind.

Their mind is often their “sense of humor,”
and God forbid you forget to laugh.
They fashion themselves athletes or spread the rumor
that they’ve a huge fleshy staff.

They fashion themselves as generous hearts
because they buy you a thing or two–
but it’s Satan’s bribe, sulfurous farts
from a “self” that worships their own “smart view.”

Even the ministers I’ve met
take bribes to “pardon” their congregation who go on
to sin, and hope to become the pet
of a man–and their demons are not gone.

Yes, I sometimes feel alone in a great big place
that is doomed to be burned up by the sun.
But I know there are called-out ones who face
their Creator–they praise what He has done!

And the beautiful day will come when I re-unite
with my brothers and sisters–the holy host
who lost their way, but called out to God in their plight
and of a “self” no longer boast.

The only long-lasting portion we can bet on
is the one with God: our soul–
but if it’s being separate from your soul you are set on
as Satan brainwashed you–if that’s your goal

then I mourn for you. Blessed are those who mourn, he said,
because so many go down the wrong path.
Those who worship their body or their mind, will be dead
on the day Satan takes them, with wrath.

Satan doesn’t wish to perish alone
so he keeps us un-whole if he can
as we invest in these “things” for which God can’t atone:
dust and the “spirit of man.”

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ARE YOU HOVERING OVER SEEDLINGS? (POEM)

I AM NOT TO HOVER ONCE THE SEED IS PLANTED

GOD told me I am not to hover
over a seed He’s asked me to plant in the dust–
I’m to move on while knowing He’ll cover
the rest, but free will, in the end, is a must.

Seedlings will grow in breakable soil,
but a “death” must precede its own sprouting:
the shell of it broken from within–belief’s toil
is minuscule compared to our doubting.

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HAVE YOU ASKED GOD TO “INTERFERE?” (POEM)

GOD CAN ONLY INTERFERE ON OUR BEHALF
IF WE ASK HIM

The only way God can interfere
on your and my behalf
is for you and I to open an ear
to His Word, never mocking His staff,

and take His gift very seriously:
free will is but temporary
because if Satan “wins” you, your spirit’s not free,
and your body is his to bury.

That’s why no funeral of a non-believer
is glorious–it’s drab and gray
because everyone’s pretending, like the self-deceiver,
that there’s no hell to pay.

You see, Satan interferes day in and day out
until you call out to God, for grace,
because he has no respect, he’s ALL about
enslaving you right to your face.

He enjoys operating right under your nose
so you’ll choose what’s evil instead
until you realize at your last breath you’ve no clothes–
the skin that God sewed you is dead

and it falls away and all that is left
is the spirit–the inclination–your mind–
which Satan now takes, and of which you’re bereft:
now your soul can be claimed by his kind.

But very few ministers claim what I know:
that being born once won’t suffice.
The LORD formed you up, and to hell he did go
to release your soul not once, but twice!!

When you’ve made a second decision to be enslaved–
in Sodom–for Pharaoh–the Nile,
you will not remember by whom you were saved.
You are Satan’s once more to defile.

So use your time wisely–it’s very short
when to Eternity, it is compared.
God plays for keeps, but for Satan, it’s sport:
he kills every mouse that he’s snared

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ARE YOU AWARE OF WHAT YOU ARE? (SHORT POEM)

WE’RE ALL SLAVES WITH A SHORT REPRIEVE

Consider yourself a slave
with a momentary reprieve
and that, my friend, is called breath!
With the freedom God gave
you can ask, then believe
with His instructions you can
outrun your death!

But if you’re distracted by
the bread, by the things, by the power
that Satan offers you here
you’re a slave to his lie
that like chains on you spread
by the hour
till you’re meat on his spear.

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