Elements Of Kirk

Thursday, May 26, 2016

Voices In The Sky

VOICES FROM THE SKY

Being a curator of Kites, I've really had my share;

The bigger the better, or so I thought, what it cost I didn't care.

So, in New Orleans on the Lakefront, the place was packed and thick;

All along the sea wall steps, only a few places left to pick!

I backed my van in to one last slot, the Marina was right there;

Could I fly this new 8 foot Kite...who knows, I was really up to the dare!

So, I began to assemble the Monster, took three guys to put it together;

The wind was coming from the south, couldn't ask for better weather...

Did I mention this Kite had speakers, JBL 12's on each side;

The Delta Kite was rainbow colored and bright...and boy was it wide!

And instead of rope as guy line, 16 gauge Monster cable in it's place;

Two hundred watts from a Fender head, turned head's from every face.

The launch out took only seconds, as it glide out over the water;

It took control immediately, didn't need any pull or starter...

As the 500 foot roll unspooled, tension tight, a 300 pound pull weight;

It was simply beautiful to watch, as other Kite's tried to mate.

As I reached the end of the spool, reached over and cranked up the amp;

Rolled up a Doobie, cracked a Bud, it was here we would make our camp!

"Stairway To Heaven" seemed appropriate, as it was jamming loud from above;

Everybody was looking and dancing, really showing some Love...

When suddenly a stunning Catalina Sailboat, with a length of 42;

Came out of the Marina, with a big tall mast, and a humongous sail of blue.

And before I had a chance to respond, it quickly caught my cable;

I fought to pull it over the mast, but I simply was not able.

In seconds the tension torqued, between the boat and my van;

Trying to do something creative, trying to devise a plan.

The Kite didn't give, as his mast fell down, the Owner started making an awful sound;

As his beautiful Schooner went off course, hit some rocks, and went aground!

Figuring I better cut my losses, with snips I cut the cord;

Piled into the van, as the Cops were coming, said a quick prayer to the Lord;

Did a nice long burn out oh so pretty, tweaking my Turbo Drive;

Had to ditch this party early, just trying to stay alive!

Well, the Cops never caught us, they say my Kite hit the water and sank;

The boat owner accused me of scheming an awful prank.

Obviously I didn't...a freak accident, that happened on the fly;

But, they'll always remember that day...when they heard The Voices In The Sky!

Kirk Carter

5/16/2016

Prayers To Action

Kingdom Of God

KINGDOM OF GOD

The accident just happened, I was still on the scene;

My body was crumpled, felt like a dream.

Some car blew a red light, as I was crusing through;

Had a second to respond, just nothing I could do!

The Paramedics worked to save me, as I hovered overhead;

They were shaking their heads, they knew that I was dead...

Then everything went white, then I was in this room;

Everyone looking clueless, they were all in a gloom.

One by one they called them in;

Has anything started, did anything end?

Then I was ushered up, time to face the song;

Hope I answered all the questions, didn't get anything wrong?

The Parishioner's were going through a file, it had on it my name;

Was this my accomplishments, or was this my file of shame?

All I heard was some mumbling, shaking heads, a "Well, let's see!";

So I asked, "How does it look, what does it mean to me?"

"Well, wou got a strike when you kicked the Cat, stole from someone named Pat,

And hit a Boy with the end of a Bat!"

They could no longer wait, the verdict was in;

"Looks like you waited to the last moment, to be resolved of your sin!"

And I cried, "Does it count, does my repent have clout?"

"Because without God, I might not make it out!"

The Parishioner's chuckled, a smile to their eyes;

"For you the truth...the Bluest of Skies!"

"It's only our purpose, to make sure that your ready";

"Your sins were meager, your trials were petty..."

"And so be Blessed, your going to Heaven, we give you the nod";

"To spend your eternity, in the Kingdom Of God!"

Kirk Carter

5/3/2016

Cow Tipping

COW TIPPING

Early in the morning, by Moonlight we hunt;

We seeked out Mushrooms, with the aid of a blunt.

The Moon at half-crest, we could barely see;

Purple Caps in some Cow Pies, to make us some Tea!

So, we stopped at this Cow field, it was one of a dozen;

We had quite a group, even my Girlfriend and Cousin.

As we started looking, with a half-dead flashlight;

We saw all these Mushrooms, right there in sight...

With gloved hands we picked, and put them in the bag;

So many in fact, things got heavy, our bag started to sag!

Made our trip back to my van, weighed them on the spot;

50 pounds on the nose, boy this place was hot!

Took a few shots of Whiskey, voted to go out again;

This place was a sure thing, no way we couldn't win.

But this time, we came upon sleeping Cows;

Worked our way around them, as the time allows.

And my Cousin thought it funny, to tip a cow over, and as it hit the ground;

It started to Moo, Howl, and Squeal, making an awful sound!

Then...just like that, we heard a heavy clomp;

Apparently the Bull was not happy, and it was us, he'd like to stomp...

Now I remember back when I was young, I Loved to climb the trees;

Did that for a long time, till I ticked off a gang of Bees!

And now, being so much older, being drunk and really high;

Suddenly assumed Spider Man status, and instantly learned to fly...

In to the trees we went, out of sight, no where to be seen;

While the Bull stood beneath us snorting, really looking mean.

And if that wasn't enough, the Farmer, he woke from his sleep;

Running around with his shotgun below us...we didn't make a peep!

So, after about an hour, the Farmer...well, he went home;

The Cow got up and went back to sleep, the Bull left us alone.

And we climbed down from the trees, made a beeline toward the van;

We got what we came for, and a lot that we didn't plan!

Back Home we boiled the Shrooms, and then we strained;

Bunch of half-baked Chemist working, as the morning waned...

Adding some powdered Kool-Aid, just to cut the bite;

As we toasted a cup, discussing what went on last night.

And we tripped and laughed, as we hallucinated;

As we cheered on the concoction, that we had just formulated.

And we pledged we'd be friends for life, with everybody tripping;

And to always always avoid, any Cow Tipping!

Kirk Carter

5/23/2016

Set In Your Ways

SET IN YOUR WAYS

What side of your toast do you like your butter spread;

What time do you eat, when does the Dog get fed?

And do you leave your clothes out the night before;

While yesterday's garments just set on the floor?

Some like to leave early, while other's just late;

For those prompt and early, the Straggler's just hate!

Only so many minutes to work with, what works best for you;

Not all can be that logical, I bet quite a few...

Some will read, while other's jog;

A reading light, while running through fog.

And yet as you age, your habit's settled in;

How much a habit, even a Loser can win.

But it's your thing, your nobody's fool;

Your in on the fix, you make your own rule!

"Pardon me Dear, I turn in at Nine..."

"I would stay out later, but I'd lose my mind!"

And Loved one's will scrugg, "Why do that?", they say;

It's your God given duty, to do it your way...

A routine get's better, practice perfect, works out just right;

You never question why you write at two in the night?

We're creatures of habit, as long as it's ours;

To the Shoes on our feet, to the wheels on our Cars.

And who is to debate, what works best for you;

Devotional impact, try something new!

You can still have Hot Sauce on your Grits, or the left Fork on the right;

Watch that scary movie, watch the Stars all night.

Be a Mentor against bad habits, teach patterns that really stick;

Eat healthy with devotion, how to keep from getting sick...

Tell God that you Love Him, your soul will Sanctify;

Emotional congruent, through Worship improvement, you'll never question why.

And before you know it, you'll deploy it, to all your passing days;

Step up to the plate, no time for debate, for it's already Set In Your Ways!

Kirk Carter

5/20/2016

Wall Wort Is Your Master

WALL WORT'S YOUR MASTER

Man has fought for years, just to be free;

Take these chains from me, just let me be;

I choose to take the high road, my future looks so bright;

As I follow my Intuition, it guides me through the night.

But, as I look around, not all is well down there;

People are still being told what to do, no willingness to share.

Not everyone has an Army, to protect us from the rage;

Of dominating forces, placing us into a cage...

So, the word is out, technology won;

Freedom to communicate, self-expression shall be done!

But wait...what's that in your hand;

Is this really...what you had planned?

A shiny new Smartphone, with the Internet, unlimited talk;

Play your games all day, play your jams everywhere you walk?

But there seems to be a hitch, in the promotional pitch;

That phone turns out to be nothing more, than a current sucking Bitch!

Now, your freedom's been taken by the Wall-Wort;

You hunt for Sockets, your Charge is short!

Now your Battery's dead, nothing more to be said;

That Phone rules you, and it needs to be Fed!

So, until you invest in an extra Power Cell;

You'll be searching all day, in wall socket Hell!

Look at what's become of a wall socket on plaster;

Might as well admit it, the Wall-Wort's Your Master!

Kirk Carter

4/18/2016

Calling Me Home

CALLING ME HOME

I started into Life, with enjoyment...a Toddler's sense of thrill;

Get me off this formula Mom, I think I've had my fill...

"Give this Kid some solid food", the Doctor said, "The crying will calm down!";

Ravenous, I put it away, I'm ready for another round!

As life went on, my early years, a mixed blessing of playing charade;

Taking beatings from my Father, a Man that never quite had it made.

Not that he wasn't a good Man, just a bit disappointed at himself;

He had visions of much success, leading up to obvious wealth.

I patterned things I did, with making new one's as I went along;

As I studied Technology and Entertainment, everyone Love's a Song!

But, within I was confused, before I could understand;

Apparently I was not following, the things that God had planned...

So, I hid in the darkness, of Drugs and Alcohol;

It was a fun run while it lasted, but the fun would take it's fall!

And despite breif successes and travel, elbowing with Stars in my craft;

Nobody saw my Demons, it was me to have the last laugh.

So, I looked around and said a Prayer...what will you have of me;

Dusted myself off, had my last cough, and pursued what He saw me to be!

It wasn't easy at first, but I caught on with given time;

And instead of worshipping other's, my God gave me Rhyme.

The waste of time and friendships, the agony of feeling remorse;

What exactly was I doing, how did I get this far off course?

Time has a way of diluting pain, yet the actions never go away;

I could say all the Prayers in the world, clean the slate for another day.

But oddly, I wouldn't trade my experiences, I accept of who I am;

And thankfully there were a few special people who actually gave a Damn!

But all in all, my belief in my abilities, that miraculously guided me through;

Leaving me with a back load of projects, so many things to pursue.

Although the majority of my Family, are now sitting with God;

I'm sure they're pleased and forgive me, I'm sure they're giving a nod.

And my reality is focused, these truths have made me a believer;

It's a daily challenge to avoid, playing with the Master Deceiver...

And to know that when my time comes, I'll be in good company, I won't be alone;

But will be standing along side of God, when it's time for Him, to start Calling Me Home!

Kirk Carter

4/25/2016