Wednesday, May 31, 2017

Machine Learning

It puzzles me how computers think
In numbers and not in words
In logic and not in meaning
How can this be thinking?

If I were in a spaceship
And looked out the window
I would be awed by the stars
Humbled by the silence

A machine gazes into the abyss
And nothing gazes back
A star is another number
No fear is in that


God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey

Monday, May 29, 2017

Distracted

Sometimes the colors mean nothing to me
Intricate designs I cannot see
Elegant groups of yellow, blue, and red
Are invisible before the almighty loose thread


God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey

Saturday, May 27, 2017

Ascended

To be everywhere, with everyone
That gathers in your name
To bless the east, and the west
The north, the south, the same

To be in our hearts and in our minds
To be our daily bread
You left, ascended, so you could be
With us as you said



God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey

Thursday, May 25, 2017

Stubborn

Against the chaos in the streets and the evil in my eyes
Discipline competes and gives the world surprise
Persistance is the virtue of the civilized I say
Stubbornness the virtue of those made of clay

But powers have no home, no grasp of fortitude
Temperance to them is puritanical or rude
Life is to be used and people to be played
And the only discipline is when the conquered are arrayed

Without a stubborn base, without persistence at its core
Without that bloody place that opened heaven's door
Just a little shake, a rattle, or a slip
Can have all that power be loosened from one's grip

Discipline is being, working with your hands
Stubbornness in seeing God in simple plans
One foot again in motion towards the goal
Persistence keeps the head on straight and whole


God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey

Wednesday, May 24, 2017

Loud Hurrahs

Loud hurrahs and ecstatic crowds
I'd much prefer rain and clouds
A sun to shine, and a moon to glow
In a cabin on a lake I know

And deep into an abyss I'd gaze
Losing myself in a silent haze
Until I can without a pause
Walk into crowds with loud hurrahs



God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey

Monday, May 22, 2017

Crafty Lies

Crafty lies and foolish minds
That is the origin of our crime
Repeating small lies in daily grinds
Exacerbates it in time

On what line does fault lie?
Where do we cross from innocence?
We gnash our teeth and cry
In prisons of our own twisted sense

And yet a hand reaches down
Humiliating as it is to greet
The man wearing the thirty crown
On our knees, at His feet

Years and years of mud and blood
Make that smile hurt that much more
But in my heart there dwells a bud
A flower of hope, for me He bore




God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey

Saturday, May 20, 2017

Promise

The fanciest of knightly oaths
The richest words of kings
Words written in bloody sea and boasts
The jokes the jester sings
Are not present here in any way
Just a simple silent man
Who will look you forthright in the eye
And simply say, "I can."


God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey

Thursday, May 18, 2017

True Gems

True gems have no shine
Facets worn through time
Settings in humble stone
The world cannot condone
The world cannot be glad
Driven as if 'twere mad
To this and that with glitter
And gone afore it may wither
Never content, joyful, at peace
Its madness does not cease
And now I know with time
True gems have no shine




God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey

Wednesday, May 17, 2017

Apathy, it Kills

Such a terrible thing boredom
Such a killjoy of tiny smiles
But a mass killjoy it remains
Removing glee in massive piles
Removing the ability to be sincere
In even the simplest of smiles
Single straws that break a camel's back
Weighing down for miles and miles
Hiding from us the joy of a flower
Because it wasn't one of the new styles
Taking with it that bit of color
That would a child his smiles
Such a terrible thing boredom
In its ironic singleton of styles



God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey

Monday, May 15, 2017

Nada

What have I to offer?
Nothing. I have nothing.
What have I to give?
Only nonsense and contradiction
Not even simple fiction
I have nothing, not a thing
Nothing good to give

I am a phantom creature
An image, very blurred
But the only things I have to give
The only things that matter
Were given on a platter
To me. It's that absurd
This odd thing that I live



God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey

Saturday, May 13, 2017

Do We Worry

Do we worry about our breath
Or should we worry about our death
When the breath of God enflames
And calls us by our names?

It is in faith that life is made
Sacrosanct, a tranquil glade,
A temple of the living One
A library under a joyful sun



God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey

Thursday, May 11, 2017

Get a Clue

In the kitchen with a wrench
Mr. Green fixed a leak
In the conservatory on a bench
Professor Plum was shooting skeet
In the library, the candlestick
Helped Mrs. White read a novel
In the ballroom, Colonel Mustard pricked
His finger on a blade's pommel
The lead pipe with Miss Scarlet
Tied by rope from Mrs. Peacock
Was thrown from the study wet
Into the hall and hit the clock
With all this bloody din
I was certainly quite tense
But the only Boddy done in
Was my common sense


God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey

Wednesday, May 10, 2017

A Lovely Trip

Dusted round the upper shelves
Are ornamental knick knacks
Brought back from many continents
When an gentleman still made tracks
Now all that's left of adventure
Is covered in grime and wax
And the spirit of adventure
Is covered by many cracks

Not so! It is your eyes that've failed!
These books and mugs have seen many a tale
That chair, this rug, cannot avail
In telling all the journeys they've seen!
It seems your soul has turned deathly pale
At just a quarter of the places they've been!


God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey

Monday, May 8, 2017

Wrath

Ire and irritation
Provides its own irrigation
Its own locomotion
An unpopular notion
But not its own rails
And guided through dales
It loses its gleam
And runs out of steam



God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey

Saturday, May 6, 2017

No Good Can Be Done

No good can be done by wrongful ways
By shameful acts no light shines true
Thieves covered in darkness do no praise
Give no glory to goodness, to You

There are no saints except through You
No gains be got unless by your cross
If not by Your hand, no beauty is true
No virtue pure, and all men dross

But by the flow from your pierced side
That music that the angels sing
Drowning the world in a joyful tide
You call your children: priest, prophet, king


God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey

Thursday, May 4, 2017

On Prayer

It's perhaps the most terrifying
Facing the unchangeable
Knowing you will not come out
The same as you went in
Accepting such a change, a death
As necessary, inevitable
The most terrifying thing about life
Is not losing it but rather
Facing the one who gave it to you
Without holding back



God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey

Wednesday, May 3, 2017

Utter Nonsense

Blizzzt and zilingle runs the roof of my mouth
Claaghhn kirishin tamnt tells me the passing of the day
Meeting with friends fills flizin psanper klaugh
Serious joy within flippant clay



God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey

Monday, May 1, 2017

Walking From Distraction Demands a Graceful Light of Hope

Speakers speak in flowery words
Of things unreal, deceptive, and mad
Flying from truth as quickly as birds
Clinging to meaningless myst in herds
While in an Emperor's clothing they're clad

Noise in text, those tweets and bubbles
Hypnotic glare from rectangular glows
Pushed in all stops to mute our troubles
Pushed in our ears for the glamour of doubles
To avert our sight from the ravens and crows

For if we were to stop the noise and listen
We would hear the silence of Scrooge's grave
Where all is sold that had gleam or glisten
And then, delighted, starts the devil's hissin'
To strike our souls, to let courage cave

But those children of light who practice hope
Will have enough oil in their lamps that night
And out from that cave climbing their rope
Cleansed in blood far stronger than soap
Will greet the Bridegroom in His might



God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey