Friday, November 20, 2015

unaneled

Unaneled
9-15-15

Moreover he said to me
Take a great roll and write in it with a man's pen
Concerning Maher-shalal-hash-baz
This I reiterate to get such a name into my thick skull
That wants its candy today
Time for a refill
This time a hazelnut
These things you've never seen
O, but to see a flavor
And to hear a smell
O, to but fill the laver
Fear is not the enemy
When it makes one stronger in the long run
In my walking up and down
If you hear these voices calling
We yet vanquish and yet subjugate
To destroy and then again yet to create
Yet unaleled
I have planted, Apollos watered
And God gave the increase...





...You Said The Air Was Singing...
9-15-15

We're only what our minds assume
Come furnish and forge
So much tonight I gorge
Who is Paul O, who is Apollos
But ministers by whom we believed
As so you have freely given
And in much bondage received
Here out on the highway
And what shall you do in the day of visitation
As the Lord giveth to every man
Call this mumbo jumbo
But hey, it might lead someone right
Our structure such as a rood or balcony
I decline again for the parapet appears
Too high to jump over
And it seems too low to crawl under
Somehow I hope for torrential rain and thunder
In a snatch our ducal lives....







Cornet
9-15-15

Once you had a dream of oceans
For vulgar slang and its given extreme
Emotions for our prison, jail and brig
Our two master sailing ships
We still dig for our cornet
Of three valves of remedies
And their soothing salves
We grasp and seize it illicitly operated by pistons
My setback is well worth the gift I know
And the other leader of the band said it was my show
For our battlement and notched parapet
I don't really need to know
Because in faith without sight
This child doth but grow
Have done we'll travel
Our cornet of cashews
And ones willing to spread the good news....







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