posted on June 12, 2013 at 3:16 pm
honest engine

honest engine

and maybe she will come from ethiopia

in a caravan along side some barren coast

a bridal pageant in an arbour

be sainted afternoon

in long ago from far away

unto the never ending road rendered a quiet prayer

black father who  above beyond heaven

in dark still stream i found a deepening dream

the drumming sound of thundering sun

the rain came down like diamonding drops

some time in the morning time stops

i saw an angel wrestle with a great worm

who pulled against this world like a comet would

inside a crystal ball frozen as the snow began to fall

swirling around snorting horses and the assembled hosts

and as the arrows dreamily fell all under the spell just died

i tried to find a word to shout out

i heard it inside….




18 Responses to “black father”

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    Chris | 12 June 2013 at 4:00 pm #

    Brilliant…sk in form!

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    nina | 12 June 2013 at 4:24 pm #

    evening comes and changes everything… may all worms be banished… back inside those black holes! the word that remains unheard… a tiny light… so pure and white… thank you for all your amazing words over the decades… they are a real treasure… long may they continue to flow and invigorate our minds… blessed is the truth xxx
    cant wait to hear *strings attached* inside the sound will surely swirl 😀

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    Kohl Ette | 12 June 2013 at 6:08 pm #

    What form what words
    does it matter
    maybe she will come
    maybe she already has
    somehow or other than
    it will not be formal
    it will not be conventional
    even less conventional than you describe
    still be still
    but be aware
    as she has learned to be
    of herr cher pere
    where wolfe?
    slow dawning for her
    after initial shock
    she thought who were
    those German girls with the
    bare backs and long blond locks?
    after much concentration
    she knew another relation.

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      Anonymous | 12 June 2013 at 11:17 pm #

      they were slaves those with long blonde hair… captured while in port from the ships they were passengers on… fascinating, thought Gaspar; and he kept one for himself.

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        Kohl Ette | 13 June 2013 at 1:48 pm #

        Gasp!, is that wise Pa? So was she free or not? I didn’t think Gaspar was like that. I thought he gave sage away but maybe he inhaled it.

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          Anonymous | 13 June 2013 at 7:32 pm #

          this is not my blog…please don’t reply to me…

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            Kohl Ette | 14 June 2013 at 12:26 pm #

            Sorry, then in a sense. I didn’t lie the other night when I said seven looked good despite employing understatement.

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          Anonymous | 13 June 2013 at 8:55 pm #

          he inhaled her and with grace and kindness she was given much liberty while being in his favor as he thought her the most beautiful for her pale contrast; until…. (pause is to represent that sound of oncoming dreaded suspense: dun dun dun dun) she was caught with the one she had initially represented to be her brother (she lied to save the young man’s life/keep with her); and though she resided in Gaspar’s harem, her “brother” was also treated kinder than the other slaves… and they were allowed to see each other daily); though, then it was revealed later, he was not her brother – no! and only then did Gaspar anger (and severely!!!) as he truly loved his slave who’d betrayed him. Meroe would never be the same.

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            Kohl Ette | 14 June 2013 at 11:10 am #

            *NB: re Light batter

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    eternallylit | 12 June 2013 at 7:47 pm #

    hey i just watched a clip of the church live and im wondering about the title of this song- it wends its way through the minutes building and forming and the gits are going off and the bass is going off and it sounds fantastique! it begins with “sunday disappears into the fog” i used to know all church songs i thought but i got lost after i left sydney about ’90 and i have so much to catch up on seems this is a good place to start

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      Trevor \|/ | 13 June 2013 at 3:12 pm #

      That’ll be “On Angel Street” from the 2009 album “Untitled #23”. Superb album (as they all are!). For a full discography, go to The Church’s ‘official’ website ( and hit the “Discography” button. You’ll see all songs listed there.

      Trevor \|/

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    Anonymous | 12 June 2013 at 8:40 pm #

    then it was heard:
    merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily
    life is but a dream
    *Tristan Vox speaking above the airwaves*

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    Polaris | 12 June 2013 at 10:05 pm #

    Just to feel the words
    and see the emotions
    what a beautiful thing to be…

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    Anonymous | 12 June 2013 at 11:01 pm #

    Wrestling with worms…..makes me think of Dune! the spice is always nice . Queens in the desert…..other worldy sight and all 🙂
    Keep summoning the mythical current deep

  8. avatar
    Cath | 12 June 2013 at 11:04 pm #

    A worm of sorts…….from the mythical mind of another…….
    spice is nice! Deserts with Queens and times long ago, epic battles , the lyrical flow

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    andy | 13 June 2013 at 8:05 am #

    just seen the hendrix/jesus painting…wowsers!
    emotive stuff.

  10. avatar
    Chris | 13 June 2013 at 10:53 am #

    …truthful nay tiff…

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