Thursday, February 18, 2016

to the harbor

To The Harbor
1-29-16

West of Mount Pion
Our theatre I dream of
Got a wake up call from Pa
Two miles east to the harbor
Now I'm awake and alive
From the gunwale I get with grace and glory
Behold I send report and we shall hear a rumor
And return to our own homeland
To fill my cannikin
And drink from the cup of paradise
With precipitancy
A walk worthy of higher position
Coffee is served...



On Isaiah 37:8
1-29-16

So Rabshakeh returns
And the bible scholar learns
Finding the king of Assyria
Warring against Libnah
For he has heard that he has departed from Lachish
To make one more wish
And to devour another can of fish
The world with its wings all around me
The gifts of the Risen Christ and their purpose
When he ascended on high
He led captivity captive
And love comes to you
Dream on for seven unities
To be kept today
I must say I overslept...





Precipitant
1-29-16

Come the believer and his service and walk
If they call you up be willing to talk
With all lowliness and gentleness with longsuffering
Buying by bark touch west into moist Coressus
As we hear concerning Tirhakah
He is gone forth to make war with thee
The plan is set
I have Hobbit motives with my Sister
Tomorrow night bearing with one another in love
That we should be no longer children tossed to and fro
Carried about with every wind of doctrine
I am awake at last...




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