aymo

Aymo
1-28-16

Hath he not sent me
To the men that sit upon the wall
Just before the dawn when the moon begins to fall
Not yet a crescent
Christ is exalted as the head of the body
To put all things under his feet
In memories of you
Hear ye the words of this great King
O, Aymo
O, Aran
Our Muslim summons of trouble and rebuke
Not of youselves
It is a gift of God
Come the church
A mystery hidden from past ages
I find my sanctuary in the Lord
And we can always return to His good Word
O, Aymo, do you know a new alliteration...




Paregoric
1-28-16

My prayer for knowledge
And power to blog yet one more hour
He shall be able to deliver you
You've got to live now and sing the rain away
To curry and groom another flurry for Bremen oil
But no such tomb
It's a love paregoric in perennial confusion
You work in the dark for Bremen on the Weser
We go fishing
Jesus has got this
To but camphorate all love and hate
Stepping out....




Quahogs
1-28-16

Get you quahogs
At the all you can eat seafood buffet
Those were great times
Giving me much more to say
As the hour rolls around
But not all about the chimes
And for every man and from shore to shore
Taking up my Quaich for the freedom song
To board our tilbury
Yeah, get your mussels and clams
So when you read you might understand it
Putting to death the enmity among the rolling hills
Come the church a temple for the habitation
Of God through the Spirit
Stepping out
Ticklish, ambiguous....