06 Jul Rachel’s Song
Posted at 16:49h
in Poems
Remember white in the belly of the sea
He sees His God, He seizes violently
To right the ship and sink all the same
To call fire from the sky and curse his name
My search began so proper-prim
The trouble came after I found Him
Now I trail as a log in my fouling spun
I stood with the prophet instead of my son
Your mother met an angel and he protected you
From the Quaker-crush ban burned in the blue
Call on Heaven, call on Hell
Call on the embrace of Rachel
Call on a prayer for imprecation
Bitter brine in water’s cold purgation
So if the moon heaps its coals alight
And shone on our bones that deadest night
Which Greek I chose I left not behind
Plato for my heart or Zeno for my mind
Those waves roll up high and hale
Stirred clear and tall but not by the gale
Leviathan slept till the lightning struck
If he fights against God what good is luck
Call on your idol, call on your sin
Remember the dark painting way back when
Called by Heaven, called by Hell
Till the spokes of the sea all bid farewell