RodWords

Selections From 

SUMMER WIND
IN WINTER WINDOWS

 April 1983 to September 1984

        ANGELS ARE HERE

Strong and

large and clear,

angels are here

standing as stallions

over my bed.

Strength enfolded

in transparent robes

dimensional eyes, passing

in soaring battalions

over my head.

Maybe seven feet tall or more

angel feet on human floor

no sight could tell

nor ever a smell

or maybe you sense a silver mist

and know...

When great wings feather the air

--just now, above me--

singing in silence

     "safety sublime, everything fine,

     the Master now sends you

     a Valentine."

        FROM NOTHING

God uses tin cans

has-beens, bin-men, empty boxes.

Pipes from yesterday's plumbing

hearts with rust

eyes with grey-glaze

old fingers with splinters

boys with history-scars

girls with dream-decay.

You see--

from nothing came the universe

from dirt came humanity

and so,

think what God can do with

ME!

And you!

....just think...

         RADIANT MOLECULES

You

are a thousand

radiant molecules

called wonderful.

Your thoughts:

priceless diamonds I examine.

Your friendship:

the goldmine I am

still discovering.

Your kiss:

a moonbeam droplet

exploding the world

into marvelous colors.

You are more,

my love,

than my fondest hopes predicted,

every dream I want to dream,

the very air I want to breathe.

My life:

a cascading waterfall

of all-day, sun-sparkle joys,

for in life

I have found you.

PRAYER

you + knee + verse = Universe

Automatic Music was a song I recorded with my friend Kenny.
We used a PortaSound mini-keyboard and a Yamaha drum machine.

AUTOMATIC MUSIC

Automatic Music, in simplicity

Automatic Music, now it's history.

Little plastic buttons and the little plastic tone.

Jumpy color rhythms with a sound all of my own.

Automatic Music, lay the layers down.

Automatic Music, with my Portasound.

Automatic Music, let the reverb ring,

Automatic Music, everybody sing!

Drawing of the Lost in Space robot and stuff

        SIR PRIZES

Summer wind

in winter windows

Love that surprises

surprises me.

Morning light

over darkness planets

love that energizes

eternity.

man -- book

tomb -- thunder

women -- running

Nature thirsts

to drink new waters wonder

Springtime laugh

wakens Autumnal slumber

Happy air in

frames now ready

love that surprises

Surprises me.

Glass sculpture at the San Antonio Museum of Art