Wednesday, November 18, 2015

Browallia

Browallia
9-9-15

We've got to find a way to let it go
At another busy intersection
The green light is all I want to know
Loving my Browallia of her united petals to hurtle
With a great speed my turtle
That has her sole need after eons of war
And lifetimes of smiling for our Mephistopheles
At ones command
And brother, spheres of a discussion
I want a way in
Where I kill another raspberry
Twenty ounce cup
O, can the Ethiopian change his skin
O, can a loser later win
For the greatness of iniquity
Are thy skirts discovered....




Rise From The Rack
9-9-15

O, bring us back to a world we would not face
O, rise from the rack at six by God's grace
Not too late and not too soon
To but recreate that waning fingernail moon
And if thou say in thine heart
Wherefore come these things
Let it be a whipporwhil that warbles
And the crow that sings
For the greatness of thine iniquity
It's stop and go, pause and play
Finding my new weight of a burden
That doth outweigh all that I can know today....




Bipinnate
9-9-15

of my mesquite and legume
Something good to eat
And another pony to groom
Another Spanish fleet with plenty of room
Taking a mark from someone
O, check it out for yourself
If you don't know where I am coming from
Of bipinnate leaves and beanlike pods
Helping me to stay in the present moment
With my many gods
Of greasewood and goosefoot
By the greatest good of loose soot
Often forming dense thickets
To the theatre we purchase our tickets
Twice pinnate on each side of the common axis...




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