silversmith

Silversmith
7-1-15


Demetrius the silversmith Making shrines for Dianna
She deserves every ounce of my love
At six I tell her this
To get my fix
Satisfied with well being
To cease the chase for bliss
Seeking Gogul
A founder of realism
I'm thankful for that which remains
By my pure collection and misconception
Bringing no small gain among the tradesmen
Up at six, not too late, not too soon
Listen to life, travel twilight
No small stir along the way...






At It Again
7-1-15


Turned on again to love
To travel twilight
And bright colors beyond and above
Arising no small stir
Next to a feline companion
That would always purr
Sent into Macedonia
Timotheus and Erastus
Where fresh manifestations occur
staying in Aeon for a season
Where Jesus Christ is the reason
Whom he called together
With workmen of like occupation
The sun is up and I'm at it again...








Fattish Is Beauty
7-1-15


Moreover ye see and hear
As one soon again is free from the fear
In all fatuity
He steps out barefoot
In want of a morning fix
Not too late, not too soon
Up at six to behold magnificence
So transform me
We danced
We once knew the story
Paynim by way of pen
But still redeemed
Where fattish is beauty
And fetish is my duty
Moreover ye see and hear not
Alone at Ephesus
Another good year on the same line
Made manifest by the same Light
These will be no gods which are made by hands...










Aeneous
7-1-15


A paynim by nature
But a believer by faith
A truss in my penitence
A rake for leaves yet to fall
Aeneous in here
I still love you brassy and golden green
Demetrius raises their uproar
Today I rest in the waters
Great is Dianna of the Ephesians
The whole city was full of confusion
Rushing into the theatre
It's the beginning of a new love inside
With companions of travel
Another mystery to unravel....










Flown
7-1-15


We've got to choose a new location
As we bruise our new vocation
Demetrius raises an uproar
Meaning no more business for the craftsman and the whore
Being Paul's companion
I travel with many manifold mysteries to unravel
To rush with one accord into the theatre
Flown with wine, filled to excess
A bow to my Rebec
Go ahead and play
Hey, O what the heck
Flown with luxury
Filled with pleasure
Where your heart is
There will be your treasure
Flown with vice
And full in leisure....