tin-pot

Tin-pot (Sprit)
2-2-16

Next task
Scoop the litter and take out the trash
And have another smoke
For this arrow of truth
I'll taste every fiber and rise anew
It is He that sits on the circle of the earth
A cup of silver coffee and a steam coated reflection
Of the mist in your hair
For our sternway and backyard movement
To take steps forward
Have ye not known
Have ye not heard
In our tin-pot steamboat
We row for our dear lives
For sprit and pole
That saves ones soul
Next task completed.....




Back To Uxmal
2-2-16

O, Connoisseur
In fine arts of informed tastes
We help and proceed to send one to fill the need
Of Skully, O where is your skill
To know what a great conflict I have for you
And those at Laodecia
Tell me it's alright
I'm a piece of her pie
Going back to Uxmal
O, Roofcomb are you rustic for corbels
And brackets of stone
We need not stand alone
To support our Cornice and arch
Like another walk in the dark
By the planting of another henequen
We wend and go our way
To make known the riches
Of the glory of the mystery
Among the Gentiles
O, Connoisseur.....






On Colossians 1:27-29 (seek this)
2-2-16

Firstborn over all creation
A part to play in a new show to go and see
This was just another dream of going there
Projecting from a face of a wall
Used to support our cornice
He is the image of the invisible God
As another gymnast makes his moves
Yea, they shall not be planted
Yeah, they shall not be sown
For my hairstyle homegrown
To them God willed
I make it known
To this end I also labor
Like a stone that is thrown
Striving according to his worrying
Abounding in it with thanksgiving
To bring the princes to naught....