Thursday, May 12, 2016

forceps

Forceps
11-19-15

Making proclamation unto exiles
Our children of captivity
Feeling left out
Knowing there are worst things than being lonesome
On the ninth month on the twentieth day
Today I let it fly
And promise not to avoid the telling of the lie
Make confession and do His pleasure
Take up another profession
And keep your eyes on the treasure
For forceps our instrument
As pincers and tongs
As thou said so must we do....





Kissed
11-19-15

Our grinding tool
With two pivotal limbs
The scholar searches and the scrivener skims
Forming pairs of jaws
The cycle can be broken like laws
The rain has come to end
Only to have its new beginning
For grasping organs as the clam of a lobster
Hit me up again
And I will tell you all about it
Read the chapter again
To get a better gist
It will be the power to your pen
As I attentively observe the mist
Soon time to say merry Christmas to everyone
On the first day of the tenth month
The coldness I've kissed.....






Transgressors Absolved
11-19-15

Choosing the inhabitants of Zanoah
They build it and someone else spilled it
Offering the ram of the flock
Striking the dram of the rock
Cramming for the exam
With no more writers' block
Flag half mast
It's time to leave behind the past
And to get on with love at last
And to get serious about not being so serious
Some with strange wives
Had children in the month of Chisleu
As I was in Shushan, the palace...





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