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Appearance
9-4-15


Dreaming of Hartford on the Connecticut
A river vast and raging
Assumptions are inaccurate
Let him drink and forget his poverty
You are in our hearts
To live and die with you
According to the arts we will laugh and cry with you
A greyhound and a male goat
And a king whose troops are with him
O, plead the cause of the poor and needy
But without making oneself a doormat
Like just another wharf rat
Of my past tense cowboy appearance
I learned the southern drawl and self delusion
But these days time is my favored illusion
God that comforts those cast down
By the coming of Titus
And spiritual arthritis....








Too Bright To Blog
9-4-15


It's that time of day
When the sun is too bright from my window
To work on my computer
I give it one more hour or so
As when we come to Macedonia
Our flesh has no rest
Troubled on every side
Without, fastings and within fears
For all her household is clothed with scarlet
As she maketh tapestry  for herself
For purple and fine linen
And to dwell in cotton and silk
Still good is my carton of milk
Great is my boldness of speech towards you
Great is my glorying
You are my boast and me as yours
Exceedingly joyful  in all tribulation
Opportunity waits today at all doors
As for now it's too bright to blog...










Contemporaneity
9-4-15


Back from bloodwork
Go ahead and call me a jerk
Such is ones ego to lie in wait and lurk
Contemporaneous, occurring during the same period of time
Holding sway but not too proud of the rhyme
Dominating power or influence
But that's not me at all
Of rule and dominion
Such a thing I try not to be
O, stay and let me look at you
I only want to talk to you
To find myself again
Open your mouth for the speechless
For rock badgers as feeble folk
Look how far we've come
The white of the egg is better than the yolk.....










On Second Corinthians 7:7
9-4-15


September morning can still make me feel that way
Turning it over to Neil
O, sing it out and find what life is all about
A stickler unyieldingly
An enigma puzzling
And morning juice to be guzzling
For ones chain-mail
Put on the armor
And God's love will not fail
To clothe or arm
But not his coming only
But by the consolation here He comes
Talking to the weak
Wherein he is comforted  in you
We give ourselves to Thee
O, make us see in a fervent mind of warm affection
when he told us of your earnest desire
Today for the Word I'm set on fire
O, give strong drink to him who is perishing....