My Living Stone
8-16-16
Let me give it a listen
But not to be judges of whether or not such is any good
Lowly esteemed in self cultivation
With God by my side evenhanded and equitable
Impartial and fain
I am not the judge of those who don't see it
Making one a terror to oneself
I am in derision daily as I die again and again
Have not faith with respect of persons
As so we are a chosen generation
Reeling in the ruff in that Jesus is enough
As vice is virtue
I am not the judge....
Without Spot
8-16-16
Without blemish
Without spot
I get my coffee when it's black, sweet and hot
When I need it the most
Tomorrow afternoon I return to my post
Might as well like a talk show host
A collar during breeding season
Jesus is my main reason
Back in York County
With the blues again
O, my Eurasian sandpiper
With a ruff of feathers
Might as well get out soon my leathers
For my partridge gallinaceous
Our grouse and bobwhite
Another reason to write
A chosen generation
A royal priesthood
Honor all people
Love the brotherhood
Sounds nutty but it is written
For grace, commendable....
Wednesday, August 31, 2016
standstill
Standstill
8-16-16
I'm your hero in the heart of the night
Baptized in the year of zero
Let Lyca wake wholeby yet in light
Not as if I'm in solitary confinement
That my friend is only in your head
Working on lumbering
I'll sleep good tonight
At a standstill well while ill
Make this city desolate and an hissing
Something my cat would never utter
Because of all plagues thereof
Because it doesn't really matter
When I say that I miss you
Come the message of divine light
And grace, intransigent....
Counterpoise
8-16-16
According to his abundant mercy
I write you here these words of encouragement
Intransigent at a standstill
Stay on task and you will see the eighth wonder
And so comes Pashur putting him in stocks
In the high gate of Benjamin
Even so I fix those people doting out libations
To my rockers to walk the line
In this you greatly rejoice
It's still summertime standoffish
Ones counterbalance
As a pundit one likes to be called
Still to seek it out
Why do I do what I do here
Come counterpoise behind the noise...
8-16-16
I'm your hero in the heart of the night
Baptized in the year of zero
Let Lyca wake wholeby yet in light
Not as if I'm in solitary confinement
That my friend is only in your head
Working on lumbering
I'll sleep good tonight
At a standstill well while ill
Make this city desolate and an hissing
Something my cat would never utter
Because of all plagues thereof
Because it doesn't really matter
When I say that I miss you
Come the message of divine light
And grace, intransigent....
Counterpoise
8-16-16
According to his abundant mercy
I write you here these words of encouragement
Intransigent at a standstill
Stay on task and you will see the eighth wonder
And so comes Pashur putting him in stocks
In the high gate of Benjamin
Even so I fix those people doting out libations
To my rockers to walk the line
In this you greatly rejoice
It's still summertime standoffish
Ones counterbalance
As a pundit one likes to be called
Still to seek it out
Why do I do what I do here
Come counterpoise behind the noise...
deadlock
Deadlock
8-16-16
For our principle constituent
Heel to the steel
Riding into the sun yet divided
Step inside and order a good one
All for ones exoskeleton of arachnids
Nothing wrong with getting a good head start
Two hours till daylight
I ride into the sun in my deadlock
As in negotiations in chic progress halts
As yesterday's sorrows are yet to follow white lies
Our stalemate
Our top score
Can I see a fallen tear
In the eyes of those that attend
Think not that the matter is not by....
Resume
8-16-16
Once my dreads did knit a shadow
If you're into me then by all means reveal it
Where you've got to see the fire in me
O, He gives us His joy
God help me to stay up now that I'm wide awake
I happy Am
I sing the white resume with mental ascent
Are you ready for thunder
In the spirit of that high raining heat
Rain would surely cool things off
Hear the small binds of grief and care
Resume....
Sunken (For Clean Sheets)
8-16-16
I happy Am
For the blood of the Lamb
Turning into ecstasy
For a voice in the wilderness
Sunken for clean sheets
O, forever it can be
He doth feel the sorrow too
For with the cold and usurious hand
My music collection is worth ten grand
O, ring of fire
I wear it around my neck
So he doesn't see it
Back to the Shire
So sang a little clad of clay in futility
I get my oil change
Lest in desert wind
To humble myself as a small child
No social today confirmed....
8-16-16
For our principle constituent
Heel to the steel
Riding into the sun yet divided
Step inside and order a good one
All for ones exoskeleton of arachnids
Nothing wrong with getting a good head start
Two hours till daylight
I ride into the sun in my deadlock
As in negotiations in chic progress halts
As yesterday's sorrows are yet to follow white lies
Our stalemate
Our top score
Can I see a fallen tear
In the eyes of those that attend
Think not that the matter is not by....
Resume
8-16-16
Once my dreads did knit a shadow
If you're into me then by all means reveal it
Where you've got to see the fire in me
O, He gives us His joy
God help me to stay up now that I'm wide awake
I happy Am
I sing the white resume with mental ascent
Are you ready for thunder
In the spirit of that high raining heat
Rain would surely cool things off
Hear the small binds of grief and care
Resume....
Sunken (For Clean Sheets)
8-16-16
I happy Am
For the blood of the Lamb
Turning into ecstasy
For a voice in the wilderness
Sunken for clean sheets
O, forever it can be
He doth feel the sorrow too
For with the cold and usurious hand
My music collection is worth ten grand
O, ring of fire
I wear it around my neck
So he doesn't see it
Back to the Shire
So sang a little clad of clay in futility
I get my oil change
Lest in desert wind
To humble myself as a small child
No social today confirmed....
idealize
Idealize
8-16-16
Do you want action with centralism
Do you want a main attraction in nominalism
As I recall going to a bar for a pot of coffee
In the year of ninety-six for spiritual realism
Just walk the line and take a look around
When trip-hammers crash
Turn around
I'm right behind you
As trolls grow to her shiny deck
And all I have to say is what the heck
Come philosophical systems such as these
But for what but to take another uppercut....
At Tophet
8-16-16
She's no angel
Yet universal our cultural pattern of traits
In the seven things God hates
Pray for wisdom about your realism
She just can't help it and today I stay cool
And still follow the rule of thumb and nail
My crumb at sail
Study these deeper at a later date
Let me give it a listen
At Tophet where the children are sanctified
Yet to serve Moloch as sad sensation
My spiny lizard in my arena
She was the wizard of Australian deserts
And another thirty dollar investment in holy smoke....
Carapace
8-16-16
Steady climbing and still rhyming
Not just another loggerhead
Only overwhelmed by this crazy world
Quarreling and in conflict and agon with myself
Good deal for me
All for the strike of black and white wings
I am what I am as His grace by her rounded carapace
Only rather dark and prior to the rising sun
And as well, the thrush
For my chitinous shield
No place to bring my thoughts.....
8-16-16
Do you want action with centralism
Do you want a main attraction in nominalism
As I recall going to a bar for a pot of coffee
In the year of ninety-six for spiritual realism
Just walk the line and take a look around
When trip-hammers crash
Turn around
I'm right behind you
As trolls grow to her shiny deck
And all I have to say is what the heck
Come philosophical systems such as these
But for what but to take another uppercut....
At Tophet
8-16-16
She's no angel
Yet universal our cultural pattern of traits
In the seven things God hates
Pray for wisdom about your realism
She just can't help it and today I stay cool
And still follow the rule of thumb and nail
My crumb at sail
Study these deeper at a later date
Let me give it a listen
At Tophet where the children are sanctified
Yet to serve Moloch as sad sensation
My spiny lizard in my arena
She was the wizard of Australian deserts
And another thirty dollar investment in holy smoke....
Carapace
8-16-16
Steady climbing and still rhyming
Not just another loggerhead
Only overwhelmed by this crazy world
Quarreling and in conflict and agon with myself
Good deal for me
All for the strike of black and white wings
I am what I am as His grace by her rounded carapace
Only rather dark and prior to the rising sun
And as well, the thrush
For my chitinous shield
No place to bring my thoughts.....
reclip
Reclip
8-15-16
Rehashing the wretch like me sessions
Meeting up with a new brother
Down at the designated smoking area
Showing myself alive
Stay cool, man from Mount Olivet
A Sabbath day's journey
Peter stood up before a hundred and twenty
Stay on task
We finally make it
Consider the bill
He paid it
And declare thou art Barsabas
Not chosen to join the eleven
Spirit gave them utterance in Pamphylia and Cyrene
Do you know what I mean
In this house of wholeness
Goals to meet to be a blessing
For Prostelytes and Cretes
Save those outward seats....
Breaking Every Book In The Rule
8-16-16
At Cappadocia
Breaking every book in the rule
At Pamphylia
I'm going back to school
By the Nile I'm still the fool
Arise, go down to the potter's house
Where we wrought a work on the wheels
The lesser is blessed of the better
We've been here before as I stand here today
Yet to be embroiled as one in the Way
Come our angry quarrels we arm wrestle
Go and get the potter's earthen bottle
To bring calamity on us all.....
Realpolitik
8-16-16
Every faction is a fingered eye to rage out
And of relief let out a sigh
Let them be overthrown
I bring calamity
Why don't you set me free
By realpolitik
I just got to break away and shout
Hallelujah for my banknote dressed in a velvet glove
Awake entirely too early
But I got my five hours in
I suppose based on power rather than ideals
What's done is done
And today I feel again the heat of the sun.....
8-15-16
Rehashing the wretch like me sessions
Meeting up with a new brother
Down at the designated smoking area
Showing myself alive
Stay cool, man from Mount Olivet
A Sabbath day's journey
Peter stood up before a hundred and twenty
Stay on task
We finally make it
Consider the bill
He paid it
And declare thou art Barsabas
Not chosen to join the eleven
Spirit gave them utterance in Pamphylia and Cyrene
Do you know what I mean
In this house of wholeness
Goals to meet to be a blessing
For Prostelytes and Cretes
Save those outward seats....
Breaking Every Book In The Rule
8-16-16
At Cappadocia
Breaking every book in the rule
At Pamphylia
I'm going back to school
By the Nile I'm still the fool
Arise, go down to the potter's house
Where we wrought a work on the wheels
The lesser is blessed of the better
We've been here before as I stand here today
Yet to be embroiled as one in the Way
Come our angry quarrels we arm wrestle
Go and get the potter's earthen bottle
To bring calamity on us all.....
Realpolitik
8-16-16
Every faction is a fingered eye to rage out
And of relief let out a sigh
Let them be overthrown
I bring calamity
Why don't you set me free
By realpolitik
I just got to break away and shout
Hallelujah for my banknote dressed in a velvet glove
Awake entirely too early
But I got my five hours in
I suppose based on power rather than ideals
What's done is done
And today I feel again the heat of the sun.....
nascent
Nascent
8-15-16
Sweet Eighteen
Yeah, I wanted it
But I was to leave it alone this evening
Besides in the sky little birds fly, why o why
But why not
That cloud looks like a turtle
Now it looks like a Volkswagon
Merrily, me welcome in the year
Who do you love in believing
The cock doth but crow
Looking for denial
Of American style
War has always been
Check out Dubliners
If you can find it on your shelf
Sweet joy befall thee
Yet nascent and adjacent
In our quagmire
Who do you love?
Imbroglio
8-15-16
Hallow the Sabbath
Impossible to do no work
Through our grand illusion
Be not a terror unto me
Go and stand in the gate of the Peoples
Once a dream
Bid weave a shade
Sweet joy, I call ye
Two calories per treat
Did I give her some already
She knows the sound of the bag
Yet to reboot by Radiohead imbroglio
For vessels marred, arise
Go down to the potter's house for instruction
Make not your neck stiff and be willing to listen....
8-15-16
Sweet Eighteen
Yeah, I wanted it
But I was to leave it alone this evening
Besides in the sky little birds fly, why o why
But why not
That cloud looks like a turtle
Now it looks like a Volkswagon
Merrily, me welcome in the year
Who do you love in believing
The cock doth but crow
Looking for denial
Of American style
War has always been
Check out Dubliners
If you can find it on your shelf
Sweet joy befall thee
Yet nascent and adjacent
In our quagmire
Who do you love?
Imbroglio
8-15-16
Hallow the Sabbath
Impossible to do no work
Through our grand illusion
Be not a terror unto me
Go and stand in the gate of the Peoples
Once a dream
Bid weave a shade
Sweet joy, I call ye
Two calories per treat
Did I give her some already
She knows the sound of the bag
Yet to reboot by Radiohead imbroglio
For vessels marred, arise
Go down to the potter's house for instruction
Make not your neck stiff and be willing to listen....
Sunday, August 28, 2016
Romans 13:13
On Romans 13:13
10-1-13
Wanting to be revealed
From all misdirected desire
Yet such is a want and need of itself
Yet to practice right thinking
For the cause of well being
By the blessings of storms that come our way
When we can see it in such a way
Of a glass half full
And the mist that she creates in the fog
That obstructs the view
Wanting to be freed from the bondage of the chase
Walking honestly and not in chambering or wantonness
Not in envy or strife....
On Romans 14:14
10-1-13
There is nothing unclean of itself
Except for that which one thinks as such
According to the consciences of those whom are weak in the faith
To be reached by those whom stand upon a rock
Yet I don't have the right to judge in just being me
Today up since four thirty
Being awake eight hours since then
By these idle words of rambling
For the cause of all that is clean....
10-1-13
Wanting to be revealed
From all misdirected desire
Yet such is a want and need of itself
Yet to practice right thinking
For the cause of well being
By the blessings of storms that come our way
When we can see it in such a way
Of a glass half full
And the mist that she creates in the fog
That obstructs the view
Wanting to be freed from the bondage of the chase
Walking honestly and not in chambering or wantonness
Not in envy or strife....
On Romans 14:14
10-1-13
There is nothing unclean of itself
Except for that which one thinks as such
According to the consciences of those whom are weak in the faith
To be reached by those whom stand upon a rock
Yet I don't have the right to judge in just being me
Today up since four thirty
Being awake eight hours since then
By these idle words of rambling
For the cause of all that is clean....
bioelectric
Bioelectric
10-1-13
Bioelectric bliss in beauty all around
Is experience in all fullness and such contentment
That is quite enough for me
Where I linger at the library
On the corner of Market and Queen
For this purpose alone but not alone
To see what this can mean
Of bioelectrical bliss for the splendor
Available to all with eyes to see
And Jesus asks me
What did Moses command you
In the reading of the law fulfilled by one word
And this is love in bioelectrical bliss....
Got Salt?
10-1-13
Have salt within yourselves
And have peace with one another
Where I'm put here on this journey
To go home to a brother
Yet to justify my mentioning
Of that which I will never be ashamed
Denying not the gift that burns like a candle deep down inside
Playing a Phil Collins archive
Feeling like I'm at an Imax theatre
Of suspended animation
And brotherly themes quite sentimental
In all quality of sight and sound
This will be my dream to live out
When I go there again....
10-1-13
Bioelectric bliss in beauty all around
Is experience in all fullness and such contentment
That is quite enough for me
Where I linger at the library
On the corner of Market and Queen
For this purpose alone but not alone
To see what this can mean
Of bioelectrical bliss for the splendor
Available to all with eyes to see
And Jesus asks me
What did Moses command you
In the reading of the law fulfilled by one word
And this is love in bioelectrical bliss....
Got Salt?
10-1-13
Have salt within yourselves
And have peace with one another
Where I'm put here on this journey
To go home to a brother
Yet to justify my mentioning
Of that which I will never be ashamed
Denying not the gift that burns like a candle deep down inside
Playing a Phil Collins archive
Feeling like I'm at an Imax theatre
Of suspended animation
And brotherly themes quite sentimental
In all quality of sight and sound
This will be my dream to live out
When I go there again....
love works
Love Works No Ill
10-1-13
Life always has that element of unfulfilment
Of my hunger and thirst
That doesn't mean I need in this be cursed
Where we cannot take it with us
And there is no U-Haul truck on ones hearse
And I wonder why I mention this
Being the joke of the day at my Baptist congregation
Where I got the Word
Opening the windows of heaven
When I give freely
Where love works no ill to his neighbor...
On Romans 13:11
10-1-13
Cigarettes and circumstances
Are today an opportunity
To practice being here and now
To rest upright assured
That I'm given only what God doth allow
Where now it is high time to awaken out of sleep
And to practice my presence
Being the watcher of all I can see
For now is our salvation
Where we need not wait for heaven
Giving up the desire to know such bliss
To conclude that contentment is enough....
10-1-13
Life always has that element of unfulfilment
Of my hunger and thirst
That doesn't mean I need in this be cursed
Where we cannot take it with us
And there is no U-Haul truck on ones hearse
And I wonder why I mention this
Being the joke of the day at my Baptist congregation
Where I got the Word
Opening the windows of heaven
When I give freely
Where love works no ill to his neighbor...
On Romans 13:11
10-1-13
Cigarettes and circumstances
Are today an opportunity
To practice being here and now
To rest upright assured
That I'm given only what God doth allow
Where now it is high time to awaken out of sleep
And to practice my presence
Being the watcher of all I can see
For now is our salvation
Where we need not wait for heaven
Giving up the desire to know such bliss
To conclude that contentment is enough....
no ill
No Ill
10-1-13
By my thumbnail sketch of fortune and fate
I come to terms with my deeper identity
Where accepting what's been said is my faith to conquer fear and hate
With the love we choose to do no ill to our neighbor
But to enjoy the available beauty all around
Unadulterated
Where there are no lies on her body
By my thumbnail sketch of who I want to be
In all today that I can touch taste and see....
%
10-1-13
I ask myself what do I see
When I close my eyes right here and now
And so I tried it to see something
In the likeness of a percent sign
Unadulterated in my valerian inspiration
In that salt is good until it loses its savor
Which is why I choose my sugar of resistance
Diligence and meaningful vigor
Wherein I have escaped the lion's den
Once again by God's grace
To exceed all of my Zen
In that love doth fulfil the whole law
In a count to ten...
10-1-13
By my thumbnail sketch of fortune and fate
I come to terms with my deeper identity
Where accepting what's been said is my faith to conquer fear and hate
With the love we choose to do no ill to our neighbor
But to enjoy the available beauty all around
Unadulterated
Where there are no lies on her body
By my thumbnail sketch of who I want to be
In all today that I can touch taste and see....
%
10-1-13
I ask myself what do I see
When I close my eyes right here and now
And so I tried it to see something
In the likeness of a percent sign
Unadulterated in my valerian inspiration
In that salt is good until it loses its savor
Which is why I choose my sugar of resistance
Diligence and meaningful vigor
Wherein I have escaped the lion's den
Once again by God's grace
To exceed all of my Zen
In that love doth fulfil the whole law
In a count to ten...
Saturday, August 27, 2016
synchronicity
Synchronicity
10-1-13
Faith is an island by the setting sun
Sometimes like a prison with waters as walls
If you choose to see it in such a way
Given living proof of another synchronicity
Invented by stealth and the skill that comes with this faith
As the mainland of freedom
Where such coasts are a way to higher ground
Choose to see it this way and you won't lose
Wherein as long as you have your ego
You'll be on a limited trip....
On Romans 13:8
10-1-13
Owe no man no thing
Except to love one another
For he that loves hast fulfilled the whole law
I quote this passage to inspire my attitude today
Of the gratitude at hand
Given victory over a valerian attack
I had three cups this morning
And I've been up since four
To review the notes I took
Stating this much in a nutshell of much fruit
For a mind that wanders....
10-1-13
Faith is an island by the setting sun
Sometimes like a prison with waters as walls
If you choose to see it in such a way
Given living proof of another synchronicity
Invented by stealth and the skill that comes with this faith
As the mainland of freedom
Where such coasts are a way to higher ground
Choose to see it this way and you won't lose
Wherein as long as you have your ego
You'll be on a limited trip....
On Romans 13:8
10-1-13
Owe no man no thing
Except to love one another
For he that loves hast fulfilled the whole law
I quote this passage to inspire my attitude today
Of the gratitude at hand
Given victory over a valerian attack
I had three cups this morning
And I've been up since four
To review the notes I took
Stating this much in a nutshell of much fruit
For a mind that wanders....
provisions
Provisions
10-26-09
Provisions can't make one happy or glad
As while given more
It seems it only drives one mad
Dead or alive
Let them take me
I will survive
Just how they make me
I am yet to bungle and botch with my timepiece
Still upon my right wrist
It is what it is
I need not make my clenched fist
Ask me if I'm happy
And I must say seventy-five percent of the time
And in this room the world spins....
Vigilant Comestibles
10-26-09
Bought a portion of pumpkin seeds
In a two and a half ounce pouch
And many fell out and were scattered between the cushions on my couch
Tenants warn me saying they are food for roaches
I try here at home not to fret as Christmas approaches
Also bought a ration of jerky in a four ounce bag
To my taste it is salty and sweet
To the extent that I don't mind the price tag....
My Shining Tokens
10-26-09
There was a bicycle in the parking lot
With a sign on it reading, rent me
Yet we need no further proof
That he that receives me
Receives He who sent me
I try to keep my mind on the now of tonight
Don't want to fret about how I go back to work
To push with all my might
I consider the stars in the sky and their multitude
With a hope that they represent many industrious endeavors
Yet, in heaven, to be....
10-26-09
Provisions can't make one happy or glad
As while given more
It seems it only drives one mad
Dead or alive
Let them take me
I will survive
Just how they make me
I am yet to bungle and botch with my timepiece
Still upon my right wrist
It is what it is
I need not make my clenched fist
Ask me if I'm happy
And I must say seventy-five percent of the time
And in this room the world spins....
Vigilant Comestibles
10-26-09
Bought a portion of pumpkin seeds
In a two and a half ounce pouch
And many fell out and were scattered between the cushions on my couch
Tenants warn me saying they are food for roaches
I try here at home not to fret as Christmas approaches
Also bought a ration of jerky in a four ounce bag
To my taste it is salty and sweet
To the extent that I don't mind the price tag....
My Shining Tokens
10-26-09
There was a bicycle in the parking lot
With a sign on it reading, rent me
Yet we need no further proof
That he that receives me
Receives He who sent me
I try to keep my mind on the now of tonight
Don't want to fret about how I go back to work
To push with all my might
I consider the stars in the sky and their multitude
With a hope that they represent many industrious endeavors
Yet, in heaven, to be....
ultramarine
Ultramarine
10-26-09
We wonder is color of the pigment
Or of the flash of light
As we consider the ultramarine
Is it substance or is it sight
The poison is the remedy
The disease is yet the cure
As we are yet to be purified
In that where we are pure
Distortions become our challenge
Only to make us better
As we still try to comprehend the proverb
The parable and the letter
Our faith is not just in word
But as well in power....
Tribute To Of Mice And Men
10-26-09
It would be nice if I could leave the past alone
In a maze I am as mice
Without even the power to take up a stone
Deterioration seems to be the way that it goes
As I find hope in a statement that Jesus knows
I've went wrong
I am yet to put forth my song
Satan tries to make me believe that I have failed
Even when iniquity to Christ's cross is nailed
I am driven on because I know I must continue this cause.....
Out To Lunch
10-26-09
At midnight I'm out to lunch
Yet it doesn't pertain to juice or punch
Too many selections
I see such as a late brunch
On my left hand is the initial of my middle name
As we are yet to find shapes
That are all part of the game
Do we get too old to rock and roll
Do we see that silence will be our goal
I wonder what is it that I need
So I take a few extra lashes in order to sleep
I see myself as a prisoner to this....
10-26-09
We wonder is color of the pigment
Or of the flash of light
As we consider the ultramarine
Is it substance or is it sight
The poison is the remedy
The disease is yet the cure
As we are yet to be purified
In that where we are pure
Distortions become our challenge
Only to make us better
As we still try to comprehend the proverb
The parable and the letter
Our faith is not just in word
But as well in power....
Tribute To Of Mice And Men
10-26-09
It would be nice if I could leave the past alone
In a maze I am as mice
Without even the power to take up a stone
Deterioration seems to be the way that it goes
As I find hope in a statement that Jesus knows
I've went wrong
I am yet to put forth my song
Satan tries to make me believe that I have failed
Even when iniquity to Christ's cross is nailed
I am driven on because I know I must continue this cause.....
Out To Lunch
10-26-09
At midnight I'm out to lunch
Yet it doesn't pertain to juice or punch
Too many selections
I see such as a late brunch
On my left hand is the initial of my middle name
As we are yet to find shapes
That are all part of the game
Do we get too old to rock and roll
Do we see that silence will be our goal
I wonder what is it that I need
So I take a few extra lashes in order to sleep
I see myself as a prisoner to this....
trouble
Trouble So Comes
10-25-09
Trouble so comes into view and looms
As we partake in no mourning over our folks' tombs
Trouble is yet to seek us out
As by faith alone we yet stand without
I try to get by on smoke
As upon my pipe I take a sincere toke
Delusional colleague said that my head was fat
In the days when I couldn't even dream that I'd have a cat
But as of today I have two
I wait for a beard to grow
Yet this is not tried or even true....
I Was Taken Away In My Freshman Year
10-26-09
In my freshman year in high school I was psychotic
Yet I still am
But at least now I can be erotic
I have no regrets
In placing all of my bets
Happy to be a slave to household pets
I celebrate my lamentation
As I give God thanks
For the sugar refinery and tobacco plantation
The advantage of CD's is that you don't need to flip or turn
And by that which follows I have much yet to learn
I could die for a slice of pizza at Chuck E. Cheese
As there is no magic here in saying pretty please....
The Next Eight Moves
10-26-09
That which is said to be heady
Can either intoxicate or exhilarate
And for what comes next I get ready
To see the next eight moves that lead to my checkmate
A smiley face button will be another thorn in my side
I put it on willingly as I do away with my pride
The geek squad will rule the world
As we depend upon them to fix our machine
As we must accept how the leaves of the trees cease to be green....
10-25-09
Trouble so comes into view and looms
As we partake in no mourning over our folks' tombs
Trouble is yet to seek us out
As by faith alone we yet stand without
I try to get by on smoke
As upon my pipe I take a sincere toke
Delusional colleague said that my head was fat
In the days when I couldn't even dream that I'd have a cat
But as of today I have two
I wait for a beard to grow
Yet this is not tried or even true....
I Was Taken Away In My Freshman Year
10-26-09
In my freshman year in high school I was psychotic
Yet I still am
But at least now I can be erotic
I have no regrets
In placing all of my bets
Happy to be a slave to household pets
I celebrate my lamentation
As I give God thanks
For the sugar refinery and tobacco plantation
The advantage of CD's is that you don't need to flip or turn
And by that which follows I have much yet to learn
I could die for a slice of pizza at Chuck E. Cheese
As there is no magic here in saying pretty please....
The Next Eight Moves
10-26-09
That which is said to be heady
Can either intoxicate or exhilarate
And for what comes next I get ready
To see the next eight moves that lead to my checkmate
A smiley face button will be another thorn in my side
I put it on willingly as I do away with my pride
The geek squad will rule the world
As we depend upon them to fix our machine
As we must accept how the leaves of the trees cease to be green....
fight
Fight Or Flight
10-25-09
Jealousy has her competitor on her own side
As contention only comes about by ones conceit and pride
I take my computer in to be inspected by the geek squad
All things will work together by the grace of God
Humiliated I will be
Hoping it will be painless even if it's not for face
Let us give them a chance to help out
To see what fight or flight is all about.....
I Put Away The Glass
10-25-09
I put away the glass
To preserve the remaining bottle and flask
I think of heaven where I will have an entire cask
It's better for me to laugh about what has happened
I paint upon my face a smile like a veil or mask
If I had all I wanted
Then I would be up dung's creek
Happy are the humbled as blessed are the meek
I have no further utterance
I have no will to speak
I think about making the scene
Of a Halloween party tomorrow night
Just to be me.....
10-25-09
Jealousy has her competitor on her own side
As contention only comes about by ones conceit and pride
I take my computer in to be inspected by the geek squad
All things will work together by the grace of God
Humiliated I will be
Hoping it will be painless even if it's not for face
Let us give them a chance to help out
To see what fight or flight is all about.....
I Put Away The Glass
10-25-09
I put away the glass
To preserve the remaining bottle and flask
I think of heaven where I will have an entire cask
It's better for me to laugh about what has happened
I paint upon my face a smile like a veil or mask
If I had all I wanted
Then I would be up dung's creek
Happy are the humbled as blessed are the meek
I have no further utterance
I have no will to speak
I think about making the scene
Of a Halloween party tomorrow night
Just to be me.....
notoriety
Notoriety
10-25-09
Blow it off
Heat up a plate of beef stroganoff
Thy palate has become one of variety
Twisted up in the illusion of further desire
In a spiritual sense I have received notoriety
I once heard a lass say that God can be anyone you choose
I've become a degenerate quite disparaging
To know we learn a whole lot more when we lose
I begin to understand why folks want to end their lives before they get old
But I don't really mean it....
Tweet, Tweet
10-25-09
I recall the days when rebellion was so sweet
Now I have a conscience
All he knows what to say is, "Tweet, tweet"
On a pedestal both low and high
Like a silly fool again
I'm left asking why
I'm going to need a shot just to feel alright
Yet it's just another bad state of mind
In my most uncertain night
I have a bottle in store
But I pretend I have nothing remaining
Tortoise and hare are racing
As it is the slug that is gaining
I thrive now upon hopelessness....
10-25-09
Blow it off
Heat up a plate of beef stroganoff
Thy palate has become one of variety
Twisted up in the illusion of further desire
In a spiritual sense I have received notoriety
I once heard a lass say that God can be anyone you choose
I've become a degenerate quite disparaging
To know we learn a whole lot more when we lose
I begin to understand why folks want to end their lives before they get old
But I don't really mean it....
Tweet, Tweet
10-25-09
I recall the days when rebellion was so sweet
Now I have a conscience
All he knows what to say is, "Tweet, tweet"
On a pedestal both low and high
Like a silly fool again
I'm left asking why
I'm going to need a shot just to feel alright
Yet it's just another bad state of mind
In my most uncertain night
I have a bottle in store
But I pretend I have nothing remaining
Tortoise and hare are racing
As it is the slug that is gaining
I thrive now upon hopelessness....
Friday, August 26, 2016
pick-aback
Pick-aback
6-27-16
Meet me once
Name me twice
The only way to fly
Make thee bald
Shave your head and mourn
But not me
I let it grow for we go into captivity
Where we let each other know
Yet I bring an heir and call it fair and square
Where even cubes can be as the sphere
O, pick-aback
O, surprise for our pillow
In such a way the wind blows not just your eyes
Such is not my excuse for loving you alternatively between us....
Futility
6-27-16
The cock crew and now the sky is blue
Who alone had lingered
Half day, sir, Monday
Needing not to be manic
I scatter my books around
Pens clacking pages turning
It was the keeping track that drove me crazy
And this is my meat to write my word
Come back, Bart
Let's talk it over
Riddle me, Randy Ro
Not many succeed in giving it up
Stay up awhile and we can talk about it
Where everything is wonderful
Touching the pages of this book
Calling it "Futility"....
On Micah 2:1-4
6-27-16
I'm broken down
Till you come back to me
Turn over
I don't see anything
Taking up a parable against me
The clouds are crying to lament with doleful lamentations
Utterly spoiled where they covet my fields and take them for peace
Like dew on a dashboard
It was you leaving me and you help me find myself
Devising an evil from which he cannot remove our necks
He hath divided our fields....
6-27-16
Meet me once
Name me twice
The only way to fly
Make thee bald
Shave your head and mourn
But not me
I let it grow for we go into captivity
Where we let each other know
Yet I bring an heir and call it fair and square
Where even cubes can be as the sphere
O, pick-aback
O, surprise for our pillow
In such a way the wind blows not just your eyes
Such is not my excuse for loving you alternatively between us....
Futility
6-27-16
The cock crew and now the sky is blue
Who alone had lingered
Half day, sir, Monday
Needing not to be manic
I scatter my books around
Pens clacking pages turning
It was the keeping track that drove me crazy
And this is my meat to write my word
Come back, Bart
Let's talk it over
Riddle me, Randy Ro
Not many succeed in giving it up
Stay up awhile and we can talk about it
Where everything is wonderful
Touching the pages of this book
Calling it "Futility"....
On Micah 2:1-4
6-27-16
I'm broken down
Till you come back to me
Turn over
I don't see anything
Taking up a parable against me
The clouds are crying to lament with doleful lamentations
Utterly spoiled where they covet my fields and take them for peace
Like dew on a dashboard
It was you leaving me and you help me find myself
Devising an evil from which he cannot remove our necks
He hath divided our fields....
extravaganza
Extravaganza
6-26-16
The devil has his way with me
Have mercy to perhaps take up a lady friend's suggestion
In the research of my family tree extravaganza by day-glo
Our world is broken down
Step down sunny outboard weep
No more, O woeful shepherd
In your Rococo for motifs and scrollwork
Yet to view the Indy Five Hundred
O, put a sock in it and kick the habit
Trying to get you in with my desire alone....
Outboard
6-27-16
Making true the wishes
Trying to get you in with my desire alone
Reeling in weird fishes of rococo and baroque
Fitted with a heart of stone
Outboard, o, toward and near day
Glow and fluorescent, ones nacre and brother of Pearl
My polymer at my bordello clad in brocade
Therefore you give all you've got in the houses of Ach-Zib
A lie unto our kings
As the first bird at dawn sings
O, thou Lachish
Bind the chariot and say your prayers for Judas Iscariot
At Whitsuntide
Conquer your pride
I wanted you
Looking for Greenleaf
Yet to box the compass....
6-26-16
The devil has his way with me
Have mercy to perhaps take up a lady friend's suggestion
In the research of my family tree extravaganza by day-glo
Our world is broken down
Step down sunny outboard weep
No more, O woeful shepherd
In your Rococo for motifs and scrollwork
Yet to view the Indy Five Hundred
O, put a sock in it and kick the habit
Trying to get you in with my desire alone....
Outboard
6-27-16
Making true the wishes
Trying to get you in with my desire alone
Reeling in weird fishes of rococo and baroque
Fitted with a heart of stone
Outboard, o, toward and near day
Glow and fluorescent, ones nacre and brother of Pearl
My polymer at my bordello clad in brocade
Therefore you give all you've got in the houses of Ach-Zib
A lie unto our kings
As the first bird at dawn sings
O, thou Lachish
Bind the chariot and say your prayers for Judas Iscariot
At Whitsuntide
Conquer your pride
I wanted you
Looking for Greenleaf
Yet to box the compass....
white flag
White Flag
6-24-16
We thereof shall be beaten to pieces
Come nightfall, my love for recess
Come an evil disease and a thing of Belial
Full of or exhibiting servile complaisance
And fawning a riddle
Sir, ask me star struck the poor
And a voice in the hall cries "Hockey!"
Put on one more Clapton album
Or surrender to it
Or a little bit of both
You brought this all upon yourself
So she says as idols I lay desolate at Achilles heel
Lets make it real
I cried because I wanted to save that place from ruin
O, pass ye away....
Declare Ye Not It In Gath
6-26-16
Declare ye not it in Gath
Nor at all in the house of Aphrah
And so it seems that when you say you love the devil
At last you will be at peace
Therefore I go stripped and naked
As I pray and not cease
Travelling heavy is the way of the studious
For my wound is incurable
Riddle me, Randy Ro and pay the price
Thrice come tranquility
Sudden, vast and candescent
Lame unto the gate of my people
Pray for war
Saved by thoughts of drowning in dry tears
All I could do was lie there in hope....
Riddle Me
6-26-16
Come coherent our Colcannon
We are happy to serve you today for the inhabitants of Maroth
Wait carefully for good
Pass ye away, thou inhabitant
What is it, sir
We give it up
I see no point in hanging on so tight
For the sycophant
All I could do was lie there in hope
It happens soon
As long as I do
I will be the toadeater fulsome
More Twain
It's just the way they talked in such days
Of great uncertainty
She never meant to wreck my life this way
As God doth allow in all bias.....
6-24-16
We thereof shall be beaten to pieces
Come nightfall, my love for recess
Come an evil disease and a thing of Belial
Full of or exhibiting servile complaisance
And fawning a riddle
Sir, ask me star struck the poor
And a voice in the hall cries "Hockey!"
Put on one more Clapton album
Or surrender to it
Or a little bit of both
You brought this all upon yourself
So she says as idols I lay desolate at Achilles heel
Lets make it real
I cried because I wanted to save that place from ruin
O, pass ye away....
Declare Ye Not It In Gath
6-26-16
Declare ye not it in Gath
Nor at all in the house of Aphrah
And so it seems that when you say you love the devil
At last you will be at peace
Therefore I go stripped and naked
As I pray and not cease
Travelling heavy is the way of the studious
For my wound is incurable
Riddle me, Randy Ro and pay the price
Thrice come tranquility
Sudden, vast and candescent
Lame unto the gate of my people
Pray for war
Saved by thoughts of drowning in dry tears
All I could do was lie there in hope....
Riddle Me
6-26-16
Come coherent our Colcannon
We are happy to serve you today for the inhabitants of Maroth
Wait carefully for good
Pass ye away, thou inhabitant
What is it, sir
We give it up
I see no point in hanging on so tight
For the sycophant
All I could do was lie there in hope
It happens soon
As long as I do
I will be the toadeater fulsome
More Twain
It's just the way they talked in such days
Of great uncertainty
She never meant to wreck my life this way
As God doth allow in all bias.....
Vajra
Vajra
6-26-16
O, Vaishnava for Vajra
She treats me so unkind as to extricate my mind
I cannot ask God to stop the storm that is yet to come
Flooding in on the mainland
Worshipped as the protector and preserving of worlds yet to be
For Brahman and Shiva
The Christian cannot speak against it
Just enjoy the day, just feel it
I just thank God for time
And I'm wasted and I can't find my way home
May us meet our playful challenge
And just call it that
And move on from here...
At The Frat
6-26-16
Riddle me, Randy Ro
Have I heard all!
At the frat right next to my cat
And cooler air through my east wall
O, what are your high places but stepping stones where we find our way
Across the Red Sea another attempt at prose that still is as poetry to me
O, Barbarian on other fortification
I've got monkeys on my back but I let them abide
As soon once more I am to squeeze in my hand, the lemon and the peach
And we wonder what they can do together...
Ambrosia
6-26-16
At the gate of my drawbridge
Because of sins of Jacob
I am alive and well today
Call it a fabrication
Like a two hour delay
We pay the price
Riddle me, Randy Ro
In that I must say I don't know
For all ambrosia
I still need to wreck it
To be on top of my game tomorrow
In obsequiousness to borrow
As a present our exaggeration
There'll be rambling pretty baby
Further on up the road, our aperture
Just wait and see
Where I die for a breakthrough...
6-26-16
O, Vaishnava for Vajra
She treats me so unkind as to extricate my mind
I cannot ask God to stop the storm that is yet to come
Flooding in on the mainland
Worshipped as the protector and preserving of worlds yet to be
For Brahman and Shiva
The Christian cannot speak against it
Just enjoy the day, just feel it
I just thank God for time
And I'm wasted and I can't find my way home
May us meet our playful challenge
And just call it that
And move on from here...
At The Frat
6-26-16
Riddle me, Randy Ro
Have I heard all!
At the frat right next to my cat
And cooler air through my east wall
O, what are your high places but stepping stones where we find our way
Across the Red Sea another attempt at prose that still is as poetry to me
O, Barbarian on other fortification
I've got monkeys on my back but I let them abide
As soon once more I am to squeeze in my hand, the lemon and the peach
And we wonder what they can do together...
Ambrosia
6-26-16
At the gate of my drawbridge
Because of sins of Jacob
I am alive and well today
Call it a fabrication
Like a two hour delay
We pay the price
Riddle me, Randy Ro
In that I must say I don't know
For all ambrosia
I still need to wreck it
To be on top of my game tomorrow
In obsequiousness to borrow
As a present our exaggeration
There'll be rambling pretty baby
Further on up the road, our aperture
Just wait and see
Where I die for a breakthrough...
frass
Frass
6-26-16
Taking it stride by stride
As the devil says, O damn your pride
For pea-stick and peagen for frater and frass
Thou had pity on the gourd
And such enriched the grass
Such doth perish in the night
O, put on another Clapton classic
And call it your own of meditative utterance
Weary, not a complaint but an observation
Everybody knows the score
And should I not spare Nineveh
I shutter in my frission until the light of day is gone
And scare my way out of fear itself.....
Just Feel It!
6-26-16
Come Hejiran jazz
The hepcats all know of such agonic
For the rivulet and runnels and conflicts between our protagonists
As a swarthy dog open his book to prop it nimbly beneath his bosom
To pay no mind or care come a playful challenge
Our flight from Muhammad from Mecca to Medina
Agonic our words to the Morasthite
Hear and hearken, O earth as skies darken for ones rebirth
And all that therein is, the Lord from his holy temple
As valleys will be cleft
Going down to the station as war before the fire
For Vair to yet trim robes.....
6-26-16
Taking it stride by stride
As the devil says, O damn your pride
For pea-stick and peagen for frater and frass
Thou had pity on the gourd
And such enriched the grass
Such doth perish in the night
O, put on another Clapton classic
And call it your own of meditative utterance
Weary, not a complaint but an observation
Everybody knows the score
And should I not spare Nineveh
I shutter in my frission until the light of day is gone
And scare my way out of fear itself.....
Just Feel It!
6-26-16
Come Hejiran jazz
The hepcats all know of such agonic
For the rivulet and runnels and conflicts between our protagonists
As a swarthy dog open his book to prop it nimbly beneath his bosom
To pay no mind or care come a playful challenge
Our flight from Muhammad from Mecca to Medina
Agonic our words to the Morasthite
Hear and hearken, O earth as skies darken for ones rebirth
And all that therein is, the Lord from his holy temple
As valleys will be cleft
Going down to the station as war before the fire
For Vair to yet trim robes.....
quail
Quailed Not
7-13-16
Carried into Babylon to restore them to this place
The trumpet sounds according to God's grace
To dance in the sky
I have broken the yoke of our King
And all I know to do is rise up and sing
Always on the go with something
O, forever, hello again
Doing what I know
Of the fourth year in the north
Yet to scutter
I'm up for the day
Oft refreshed for our heart stone and our fireside
To bring again Jeconiah
For captives and exiles to disembarrass all unusedness
Where all the people stood in the entrance
Amidst the canyons in my world
Give the coffee a chance with honest engine....
Meserve
7-13-16
When so the world wants me to fail
I will laugh in the face of fear and prevail
Searching high and low
Late call to Father
Amen the Lord to but confirm thy words
And time for love and my friend
Somewhat understandable
In the smoke we still crave
Of grange associations
I want another cup of coffee
To give my heart a jump start
For grain and grist
Illimitable measure
As long as I want
There is hope....
7-13-16
Carried into Babylon to restore them to this place
The trumpet sounds according to God's grace
To dance in the sky
I have broken the yoke of our King
And all I know to do is rise up and sing
Always on the go with something
O, forever, hello again
Doing what I know
Of the fourth year in the north
Yet to scutter
I'm up for the day
Oft refreshed for our heart stone and our fireside
To bring again Jeconiah
For captives and exiles to disembarrass all unusedness
Where all the people stood in the entrance
Amidst the canyons in my world
Give the coffee a chance with honest engine....
Meserve
7-13-16
When so the world wants me to fail
I will laugh in the face of fear and prevail
Searching high and low
Late call to Father
Amen the Lord to but confirm thy words
And time for love and my friend
Somewhat understandable
In the smoke we still crave
Of grange associations
I want another cup of coffee
To give my heart a jump start
For grain and grist
Illimitable measure
As long as I want
There is hope....
Thursday, August 25, 2016
steenbok
Steenbok
7-13-16
When I should be living it up
I die to the world today
So show me the starting gun
Tempting me to get up and dig another ditch
For water in the valley
Drip the sizzling butter sauce
Christened by the storm
By the steeped dunderheaded
Another familiar word at the chime of seven
It's still dark out
All I hear is music
We fight against the dreariness
To remain in the present tense
Grateful taking a steenbok
The pride of the season.....
To Lough
7-13-16
Giving to local, switch me on
And let me go
Must get that cable steady library room
Back where she belongs
Lost in the beauty for our steeper for the gorging
This is beauty I know
What a good day it can be
As He hath forsaken His covert
As the lion in the forest
Where we forage for fodder
Top branches yet bare
There is a place as song sung in the girl's embrace
Just for you a melody of grace
Come peaceable habitations
O, what a perfect day for fighting
Looking down on the water to see it ripple
Mind not your neighbor's atomy.....
Of Vessels That Remain
7-13-16
New music
Good sound and a brand new toy
For the swain of the Lord
I am still but a boy
O, howl ye shepherd
Better our going back to bed
What a perfect day to go shopping
For boats and quotes and half notes
Concerning the vessels that remain
And leaves on their back pack up at nine
This is more like it
Thanks ever so much for the lovely Christmas card
As steep grows the ridge
People tell me what I tell myself
That it's all good for sufficient slumbers
Oft refreshed where our vessels remain in cities of refuge
Somehow I believe I have more to say than this....
7-13-16
When I should be living it up
I die to the world today
So show me the starting gun
Tempting me to get up and dig another ditch
For water in the valley
Drip the sizzling butter sauce
Christened by the storm
By the steeped dunderheaded
Another familiar word at the chime of seven
It's still dark out
All I hear is music
We fight against the dreariness
To remain in the present tense
Grateful taking a steenbok
The pride of the season.....
To Lough
7-13-16
Giving to local, switch me on
And let me go
Must get that cable steady library room
Back where she belongs
Lost in the beauty for our steeper for the gorging
This is beauty I know
What a good day it can be
As He hath forsaken His covert
As the lion in the forest
Where we forage for fodder
Top branches yet bare
There is a place as song sung in the girl's embrace
Just for you a melody of grace
Come peaceable habitations
O, what a perfect day for fighting
Looking down on the water to see it ripple
Mind not your neighbor's atomy.....
Of Vessels That Remain
7-13-16
New music
Good sound and a brand new toy
For the swain of the Lord
I am still but a boy
O, howl ye shepherd
Better our going back to bed
What a perfect day to go shopping
For boats and quotes and half notes
Concerning the vessels that remain
And leaves on their back pack up at nine
This is more like it
Thanks ever so much for the lovely Christmas card
As steep grows the ridge
People tell me what I tell myself
That it's all good for sufficient slumbers
Oft refreshed where our vessels remain in cities of refuge
Somehow I believe I have more to say than this....
cossethay
Cossethay
7-13-16
Searching for more unmarked territories
Already feeling exhausted
And all the nations shall serve him
And his son's son
O, that lucky old sun and another Nietzshe
Is there anyone still here
When you have to fly at the chime of six-twenty
To myself again I die for daily chats and laughs
And kisses from across the room
The Paperboy brings more
For paper forebodings
I have consumed them by his hand
And today it looks likr rain
Instead of suppressing them
We've got utters for flock and drove
To cosset our cossethay
Magic is at your fingertips.....
Pedsill (At Pitmouth)
7-13-16
Our sun is in tune
Eclipsed by the moon
Yet efficacious
Hearken not to their diviners nor dreamers
L.A. is darem for love's sweet old song
In unlimited ways and paths of conversation
Love conquered of Pitmouth
That bring their neck under the yoke
For the merriest of laughs
Do you accept my tulip
And that I should drive you out
And you should perish for Pedgill
Yet niggling
Why will ye die
Thou and thy people
Efficacious and not the fortunate lingerers
Good morning fellow
Worker to but shunt our railroad switch niggling....
Shiny Sole
7-13-16
Can you sense the change?
Our chagrin on another dark day
Therefore hearken
Today quite grateful pushing together
To dig another ditch in the hands of fate
Nestling in yet palpable
O, Mandy our duffer
Couldn't have said it better myself
For I have not sent them
Lifted all in an armful
On the foot of the bed
I fold my clean shirts on the Bois
Sure enough a soul won't be satisfied with stuff
Like a long spelled word shooting for precision
As well I speak to the priests
Clinging close to things to come
A day as dark as night
Scald the coffee kettle
Shooting for the best.....
7-13-16
Searching for more unmarked territories
Already feeling exhausted
And all the nations shall serve him
And his son's son
O, that lucky old sun and another Nietzshe
Is there anyone still here
When you have to fly at the chime of six-twenty
To myself again I die for daily chats and laughs
And kisses from across the room
The Paperboy brings more
For paper forebodings
I have consumed them by his hand
And today it looks likr rain
Instead of suppressing them
We've got utters for flock and drove
To cosset our cossethay
Magic is at your fingertips.....
Pedsill (At Pitmouth)
7-13-16
Our sun is in tune
Eclipsed by the moon
Yet efficacious
Hearken not to their diviners nor dreamers
L.A. is darem for love's sweet old song
In unlimited ways and paths of conversation
Love conquered of Pitmouth
That bring their neck under the yoke
For the merriest of laughs
Do you accept my tulip
And that I should drive you out
And you should perish for Pedgill
Yet niggling
Why will ye die
Thou and thy people
Efficacious and not the fortunate lingerers
Good morning fellow
Worker to but shunt our railroad switch niggling....
Shiny Sole
7-13-16
Can you sense the change?
Our chagrin on another dark day
Therefore hearken
Today quite grateful pushing together
To dig another ditch in the hands of fate
Nestling in yet palpable
O, Mandy our duffer
Couldn't have said it better myself
For I have not sent them
Lifted all in an armful
On the foot of the bed
I fold my clean shirts on the Bois
Sure enough a soul won't be satisfied with stuff
Like a long spelled word shooting for precision
As well I speak to the priests
Clinging close to things to come
A day as dark as night
Scald the coffee kettle
Shooting for the best.....
time to go
Time To Go
7-17-16
Hiding under valleys of earwax and denial
On Corinth coasts
O, collusion are you still confusion
For the expansionist
Come king of Tyrus and king of Zidon
I didn't know what to say about it
Thanks: new tan
O, stow the gam in dams woody
Looking for you in all centrality
Big words yet prurient and lascivious
Still as the sun comes up on my evil ways
For the aftershock of the nuance
Your celerity and I've given all that I had for the cause
I'd like to stay but my heart says go
To keep it simple...
Lowell
7-13-16
O, Boycan do you bear the burden
That bites for the bloodsmearer paper of years ago
Ringwise he filled his own mostasche cup
Is there anyone still here
Going round and round
A new love is about to unfold
For Lowell of the imagists
And I need to start again for the lingering movement
With and without
And all nations shall serve him
Writing volumes to ourselves
Time to come clean and get on with it
For no such misogyny
By all means I still love you
Reed in the forests, I travel....
7-17-16
Hiding under valleys of earwax and denial
On Corinth coasts
O, collusion are you still confusion
For the expansionist
Come king of Tyrus and king of Zidon
I didn't know what to say about it
Thanks: new tan
O, stow the gam in dams woody
Looking for you in all centrality
Big words yet prurient and lascivious
Still as the sun comes up on my evil ways
For the aftershock of the nuance
Your celerity and I've given all that I had for the cause
I'd like to stay but my heart says go
To keep it simple...
Lowell
7-13-16
O, Boycan do you bear the burden
That bites for the bloodsmearer paper of years ago
Ringwise he filled his own mostasche cup
Is there anyone still here
Going round and round
A new love is about to unfold
For Lowell of the imagists
And I need to start again for the lingering movement
With and without
And all nations shall serve him
Writing volumes to ourselves
Time to come clean and get on with it
For no such misogyny
By all means I still love you
Reed in the forests, I travel....
Procyon
Procyon
7-13-16
Come another sibilation
Beneath one infinite sky
So all things time will mend
I struggle to keep the pen on track
Other stocking, her petticoat
Would you like the window open a little
You, me my soothing glass
In an old fashioned way
Keeping time at bay
At the chime of five
Soon the sun comes up
To but procure
Getting up at Procyon of Canis
Known as the dog star
Did we not fear the Lord doubting
A slice of bread into her mouth
Next Tuesday full moon accomplished
Our Procyon all in all
It's a new sight
Where the illusion continues....
Outfox
7-17-16
Another chance to live in the new world I've discovered
I've got most of all Floyd on cassette
To outfox an idle ear for Jehoiakim and his mighty men
To outfoot the racer and Urisah for good sound
Another bootleg is found
I said to myself by all means peace out
But I could rest no longer
For tribal Shamans
You are my looking glass
I'd rather have you without a farthing
On scald the coffee kettle to outfox thee nettle
Time to put on another good one
For our Kirjathjemim.....
Lawrence
7-12-16
Such is a morning I've been waiting for
Taking up the leg of her soiled drawers
In tribal societies
I play Dark Side Of The Moon
For my brothers' outmost yet cunning still running similar
To the words I find in the main book
Fetching forth Uriah
Nevertheless the hand of Ahikah
For the novice disappeared
And caress for us in the writing of Prussian officers
And women in love
O, make thee bonds and yokes and love today your smokes
Come our plumed serpent
Thus saith the Lord
By all means go there again.....
7-13-16
Come another sibilation
Beneath one infinite sky
So all things time will mend
I struggle to keep the pen on track
Other stocking, her petticoat
Would you like the window open a little
You, me my soothing glass
In an old fashioned way
Keeping time at bay
At the chime of five
Soon the sun comes up
To but procure
Getting up at Procyon of Canis
Known as the dog star
Did we not fear the Lord doubting
A slice of bread into her mouth
Next Tuesday full moon accomplished
Our Procyon all in all
It's a new sight
Where the illusion continues....
Outfox
7-17-16
Another chance to live in the new world I've discovered
I've got most of all Floyd on cassette
To outfox an idle ear for Jehoiakim and his mighty men
To outfoot the racer and Urisah for good sound
Another bootleg is found
I said to myself by all means peace out
But I could rest no longer
For tribal Shamans
You are my looking glass
I'd rather have you without a farthing
On scald the coffee kettle to outfox thee nettle
Time to put on another good one
For our Kirjathjemim.....
Lawrence
7-12-16
Such is a morning I've been waiting for
Taking up the leg of her soiled drawers
In tribal societies
I play Dark Side Of The Moon
For my brothers' outmost yet cunning still running similar
To the words I find in the main book
Fetching forth Uriah
Nevertheless the hand of Ahikah
For the novice disappeared
And caress for us in the writing of Prussian officers
And women in love
O, make thee bonds and yokes and love today your smokes
Come our plumed serpent
Thus saith the Lord
By all means go there again.....
Wednesday, August 24, 2016
figure
In A Figure
8-2-16
In outside parameters
Chicken scratch gets better
Ameliorated by authenticity so near clearly stated
I come to figure some pure because of fear
Not the best motive
Those with broken hearts break God's laws of love
Just as surely as the whirl springs
Brown lives on a lofty farm
And I continue to do my thing
O, possess vessels in sanctification
Not living for God is a recipe for defeat
Devil's plan
A chain reaction
Needing self mastery
That comes about by the Spirit
For panels in between frames
And the spunk of great dames....
Control Such Desires
8-2-16
Feel that breeze
Don't be afraid of the word holiness
Control such desires in wisdom
Let it blow away
Feel real
Real love is all that you have to say
Come the deltas and the frieze
It's alright playing the clown
Yes, I admit it sad just like all the rest
The will of God is to possess the vessels in sanctification
And honor where holiness should be the motive
As God has not called us to uncleanness of which I am chief
Our contrast quite proper
And another fallen leaf.....
8-2-16
In outside parameters
Chicken scratch gets better
Ameliorated by authenticity so near clearly stated
I come to figure some pure because of fear
Not the best motive
Those with broken hearts break God's laws of love
Just as surely as the whirl springs
Brown lives on a lofty farm
And I continue to do my thing
O, possess vessels in sanctification
Not living for God is a recipe for defeat
Devil's plan
A chain reaction
Needing self mastery
That comes about by the Spirit
For panels in between frames
And the spunk of great dames....
Control Such Desires
8-2-16
Feel that breeze
Don't be afraid of the word holiness
Control such desires in wisdom
Let it blow away
Feel real
Real love is all that you have to say
Come the deltas and the frieze
It's alright playing the clown
Yes, I admit it sad just like all the rest
The will of God is to possess the vessels in sanctification
And honor where holiness should be the motive
As God has not called us to uncleanness of which I am chief
Our contrast quite proper
And another fallen leaf.....
more oil
More Oil (Supper)
8-2-16
The And is brought in as the Shekinah glory
Fills the house
Plowing him out of the icy crust
He saw no stay unless he smote at seven on the nose
I rejoice calling the world unity
He was gone
Tell them "Supper"
At such a word I salivate
But baby, whose to say
No more to build on there
Be joined together in the same mind
I wonder why but I dare not ask
Believe God and prosper
And never mind the mask
Find God's will and do it
For the rest of your life
As works bring more oil....
Believe God And Prosper
8-2-16
In Him is strength
As he shall establish
Follow the book
Act on what you understand
And God will show you more
Come the chain reaction
Give the read a chance this morning
O, dry bones get up and leap for joy
We've got to ride on it
Come success in purity
Where trouble begets maturity
Come the Huram of such a passage
We can run but we can't hide from it
Believe God and prosper
Its opening inside the crown
Revealeth men of renown
Believe God and prosper....
8-2-16
The And is brought in as the Shekinah glory
Fills the house
Plowing him out of the icy crust
He saw no stay unless he smote at seven on the nose
I rejoice calling the world unity
He was gone
Tell them "Supper"
At such a word I salivate
But baby, whose to say
No more to build on there
Be joined together in the same mind
I wonder why but I dare not ask
Believe God and prosper
And never mind the mask
Find God's will and do it
For the rest of your life
As works bring more oil....
Believe God And Prosper
8-2-16
In Him is strength
As he shall establish
Follow the book
Act on what you understand
And God will show you more
Come the chain reaction
Give the read a chance this morning
O, dry bones get up and leap for joy
We've got to ride on it
Come success in purity
Where trouble begets maturity
Come the Huram of such a passage
We can run but we can't hide from it
Believe God and prosper
Its opening inside the crown
Revealeth men of renown
Believe God and prosper....
Hootenanny
O, Hootenanny
8-1-16
Opening inside the crown
Closing again as a tulip of renown
Once for sport and twice for fancy
O, I was looking for you
Glow as you do?
Smiting the rock again
O, what a free flowing pen
For our hootenanny of banjoes and fiddles
And a lady friend that speaks in riddles
And food on the table tonight!
Object
8-2-16
My word like a fire
And as wings that never tire
In a certain sound and sight
Chicken scratch gets worse before it gets better
Quasi and virtual far from what one can see
As the buzz saw snarled rattling in the yard
Rummaging through my collection
Doctor Evans filling in
To say that everything God controls so gives
But us that make Jesus our choice
Come the evidence of darkness settling in order
Things wanting
Subject: success in purity
Object: those that are willing....
Across The Sky
8-2-16
Dare to leap from ledges high and wide
You can use what you did wrong to warn others
Another bad illustration
Unusually from the inside
Seeing too many jagged seas across the sky
Being joined together in the same mind
As my voice says don't quit
And let there be no division among you
Sometimes you don't know when to stop
In the anger yet to manage
To be an astute observer
However it was
It still is....
8-1-16
Opening inside the crown
Closing again as a tulip of renown
Once for sport and twice for fancy
O, I was looking for you
Glow as you do?
Smiting the rock again
O, what a free flowing pen
For our hootenanny of banjoes and fiddles
And a lady friend that speaks in riddles
And food on the table tonight!
Object
8-2-16
My word like a fire
And as wings that never tire
In a certain sound and sight
Chicken scratch gets worse before it gets better
Quasi and virtual far from what one can see
As the buzz saw snarled rattling in the yard
Rummaging through my collection
Doctor Evans filling in
To say that everything God controls so gives
But us that make Jesus our choice
Come the evidence of darkness settling in order
Things wanting
Subject: success in purity
Object: those that are willing....
Across The Sky
8-2-16
Dare to leap from ledges high and wide
You can use what you did wrong to warn others
Another bad illustration
Unusually from the inside
Seeing too many jagged seas across the sky
Being joined together in the same mind
As my voice says don't quit
And let there be no division among you
Sometimes you don't know when to stop
In the anger yet to manage
To be an astute observer
However it was
It still is....
beams
Beams (For Dreams)
8-1-16
Of beams and ribs
For dreams in cribs
My love, she laughs like the flowers
And speak softly a fire live between my fingers
To make ice on the tough finding one nasturnium
Of dreams and a mender of seams
At my window with a broken wing
O, ascend
Love magic to tell Lesley
Will you?
Come doorposts of olive wood
All that God made is good
Wanting me to bring word
It's as when I was a farmer of dreams....
Ameliorated
8-1-16
Some flower I trifle with as I stand in line
Yet didactic
Intended for instruction
Oddly the garbage trucks go by twice a day
Waging to some course hortatory
Stay on task in dressing oneself in black and green
And more jabberwocky
Chicken scratch gets worse before it gets better
Weeks to ameliorate in manifestation
Of chances of meeting up out there
All for Jachin and Boaz
The trouble is well worthwhile
In looking at the gift
Jerusalem profane and profound.....
8-1-16
Of beams and ribs
For dreams in cribs
My love, she laughs like the flowers
And speak softly a fire live between my fingers
To make ice on the tough finding one nasturnium
Of dreams and a mender of seams
At my window with a broken wing
O, ascend
Love magic to tell Lesley
Will you?
Come doorposts of olive wood
All that God made is good
Wanting me to bring word
It's as when I was a farmer of dreams....
Ameliorated
8-1-16
Some flower I trifle with as I stand in line
Yet didactic
Intended for instruction
Oddly the garbage trucks go by twice a day
Waging to some course hortatory
Stay on task in dressing oneself in black and green
And more jabberwocky
Chicken scratch gets worse before it gets better
Weeks to ameliorate in manifestation
Of chances of meeting up out there
All for Jachin and Boaz
The trouble is well worthwhile
In looking at the gift
Jerusalem profane and profound.....
Sunday, August 21, 2016
give the leu
Give The Leu
8-1-16
With a leu in my pocket
I toss it in the tip jar
God's economy includes giving it all away
Love does not make false claims come permanence and delusion
As to effervesce another letup of driving rains
We make it home high and dry
Breezes spent on August afternoons
Clad in cardigan
All of them as Sodom
And inhabitants of Gomorrah
Our temple has begun to strengthen
The hands of one who does good
To wheedle by beguiling in acts and words
Seeing folly in the prophets of Samaria
May we yet coax....
As In Sodom
8-1-16
Going to bed eight more times
Underfed not to hate those chimes
Blessed be the Lord this day
May your way be straight and theirs be slippery and dark
Given all the vices of Sodom
In which I see fit to partake
Ones foible for harangue and diatribe before the sermon
To get me fired up to hear the message
Yet sermonizing hortatory upon the road
Flames without twice thinking one-fifth of the way
May us raise our staves in what the chronic craves
I wish that I could mend them in my frayed heart....
Digging For Dreams
8-1-16
Not enough of a garden
And just as much as our pardon
Persecution, see the writing on the wall
Have our fire and laugh and be not afraid
Digging for the dreams today
Legislature and gentility
All I see is the solution
War is for everyone
Even while peace is for children of walled-off ground
Where a shop had stood closing down
The gas stations casting about for a corner
A dying voice within me
To think of an idle bit like timbrels
They ring out without lawful authority
De-facto
God exists
Digging down as far as China
Hanging in the balance
Going out to crow....
8-1-16
With a leu in my pocket
I toss it in the tip jar
God's economy includes giving it all away
Love does not make false claims come permanence and delusion
As to effervesce another letup of driving rains
We make it home high and dry
Breezes spent on August afternoons
Clad in cardigan
All of them as Sodom
And inhabitants of Gomorrah
Our temple has begun to strengthen
The hands of one who does good
To wheedle by beguiling in acts and words
Seeing folly in the prophets of Samaria
May we yet coax....
As In Sodom
8-1-16
Going to bed eight more times
Underfed not to hate those chimes
Blessed be the Lord this day
May your way be straight and theirs be slippery and dark
Given all the vices of Sodom
In which I see fit to partake
Ones foible for harangue and diatribe before the sermon
To get me fired up to hear the message
Yet sermonizing hortatory upon the road
Flames without twice thinking one-fifth of the way
May us raise our staves in what the chronic craves
I wish that I could mend them in my frayed heart....
Digging For Dreams
8-1-16
Not enough of a garden
And just as much as our pardon
Persecution, see the writing on the wall
Have our fire and laugh and be not afraid
Digging for the dreams today
Legislature and gentility
All I see is the solution
War is for everyone
Even while peace is for children of walled-off ground
Where a shop had stood closing down
The gas stations casting about for a corner
A dying voice within me
To think of an idle bit like timbrels
They ring out without lawful authority
De-facto
God exists
Digging down as far as China
Hanging in the balance
Going out to crow....
dusty deadline
Dusty Deadline
8-1-16
Off with the brace
Giving me another style of penmanship
For our pontiff
Fitted with more greenbacks
To splurge at the marketplace
Pontifical and dogmatic
I need a shot tomorrow
Standing back into my wider circle
You know the saying
There comes a gust pompous and papal
Let her know that you love her
Good news
Off with the brace
With verdure my lettuce and kale
Nothing but fire itself can put it out
Blessed be the Lord this day with safety and confidence
Grass at its full length
Old silver golden rod
My forehead is burning
Take it slow...
Center Veil
8-1-16
For the land is full of adulterers
The land mourn because of swearing
You've got something better
The new pen grip takes time to get used to
More than tinder-grass and weed with Robert Frost
As a cheat sheet
I've changed since the womb
Rouse them all
She is not dead but sleeping
I, Jay as a farmer of dreams
Our labor force is raised up
While yet an outlaw in my own house
Finding wickedness for noggin in Macon
Our studs for framing and more lettuce
And a pool of bubbles and tears....
8-1-16
Off with the brace
Giving me another style of penmanship
For our pontiff
Fitted with more greenbacks
To splurge at the marketplace
Pontifical and dogmatic
I need a shot tomorrow
Standing back into my wider circle
You know the saying
There comes a gust pompous and papal
Let her know that you love her
Good news
Off with the brace
With verdure my lettuce and kale
Nothing but fire itself can put it out
Blessed be the Lord this day with safety and confidence
Grass at its full length
Old silver golden rod
My forehead is burning
Take it slow...
Center Veil
8-1-16
For the land is full of adulterers
The land mourn because of swearing
You've got something better
The new pen grip takes time to get used to
More than tinder-grass and weed with Robert Frost
As a cheat sheet
I've changed since the womb
Rouse them all
She is not dead but sleeping
I, Jay as a farmer of dreams
Our labor force is raised up
While yet an outlaw in my own house
Finding wickedness for noggin in Macon
Our studs for framing and more lettuce
And a pool of bubbles and tears....
crashworthy
Crashworthy
8-1-16
Raising unto David a righteous branch
To choose between thousand island and ranch
And the king will reign and prosper
In a moment not: a little spurt
His inheritance is mine
The devil is just a little bug
Compared to the size of our God
Does he want us to think this way, I wonder
As I wander and traverse to and fro
They be fruitful and increase
As we'll be given love joy and peace
As we fear no more nor be dismayed
As money changes hands
In warm fields, we understand
Our Crassus of our Trimuiratt
But for what
But just to mention it...
Conclave
8-1-16
Our magistrate
We do not take for granted
Not of ourselves
But of He whom sends us
Whereby He be called
The Lord of our righteousness
Of burning fatness delicious
Good meat on the bone
No longer malicious
Ah, I know over-winter
With the least tip touch conclave
We gather to talk about the issues at hand
My heart is broken and bones shake
Slender as the hepaticas
Where I can tell my stone from a pillow
In doubting it
Yet crass and green
If you know what I mean....
8-1-16
Raising unto David a righteous branch
To choose between thousand island and ranch
And the king will reign and prosper
In a moment not: a little spurt
His inheritance is mine
The devil is just a little bug
Compared to the size of our God
Does he want us to think this way, I wonder
As I wander and traverse to and fro
They be fruitful and increase
As we'll be given love joy and peace
As we fear no more nor be dismayed
As money changes hands
In warm fields, we understand
Our Crassus of our Trimuiratt
But for what
But just to mention it...
Conclave
8-1-16
Our magistrate
We do not take for granted
Not of ourselves
But of He whom sends us
Whereby He be called
The Lord of our righteousness
Of burning fatness delicious
Good meat on the bone
No longer malicious
Ah, I know over-winter
With the least tip touch conclave
We gather to talk about the issues at hand
My heart is broken and bones shake
Slender as the hepaticas
Where I can tell my stone from a pillow
In doubting it
Yet crass and green
If you know what I mean....
Nehemiah 5:1-13
On Nehemiah 5:1-13
8-1-16
I have considered the message
And life is bigger in my sugar
Knowing my trigger
Though in fear they might find flaws there
If I can bind it
If we would find it
God shall fight for us
He brought their counsel to naught
Let wildfire loose we will
And soon sunlight upon my windowsill
With every whisper
Doing according to the promise
Restore their vineyards
I heard their cry and those words
Let us leave off this usury
Back to bed for one hour to watch and pray....
Round Stick
8-1-16
A closer look reveals the human race
As the people done according to the promise
Well, I know to gather the remnant from the flock
As well as twenty thousand stalls for horses
And my ship comes in today
Behold I purpose to build
O, His great renown
Blessed be the Lord this day
It all works out in God's economy
When you give to the cause
Let the feast begin
Now that I found another round stick....
8-1-16
I have considered the message
And life is bigger in my sugar
Knowing my trigger
Though in fear they might find flaws there
If I can bind it
If we would find it
God shall fight for us
He brought their counsel to naught
Let wildfire loose we will
And soon sunlight upon my windowsill
With every whisper
Doing according to the promise
Restore their vineyards
I heard their cry and those words
Let us leave off this usury
Back to bed for one hour to watch and pray....
Round Stick
8-1-16
A closer look reveals the human race
As the people done according to the promise
Well, I know to gather the remnant from the flock
As well as twenty thousand stalls for horses
And my ship comes in today
Behold I purpose to build
O, His great renown
Blessed be the Lord this day
It all works out in God's economy
When you give to the cause
Let the feast begin
Now that I found another round stick....
Whence
Whence
8-1-16
Strength of builders of burdens delayed
And there is much rubbish ten times from all places
Whence ye return
I'm glad the tide has turned
In one hand we wrought work
And in the other we hold a weapon
Half a world away
By shields, bows and habergeons and good smoke
Enjoying God's creations
Catch me if I fall
Be not afraid of them
Setting fire to the brush in recollections
Of my first real crush and Tribe perfume....
Goldenrod
8-1-16
Paint tossed against their wallpaper
It's all the same with a song
Only to herself learning of finalities
Besides the grave for a winner ring
Brought to windows by a light let wildfire loose
We will
I won't sit out the next dance
Seeing the trees in motion blowing in the wind
Toward the setting sun to Hyla brook
In time I fill another book
Futility!
It does not have to be
Lone old silver goldenrod....
Fly In The Honey
8-1-16
Fly in the honey
While high on ones money
O, I knew I couldn't bide the smother
And I would not love another
Considering the message you sent me
And I do all you desire concerning Cyprus logs
For grape and alder wine
And out of dragons' mouths frogs
Down from Lebanon to the sea
The town turned out to fight for me
And O, I know...
8-1-16
Strength of builders of burdens delayed
And there is much rubbish ten times from all places
Whence ye return
I'm glad the tide has turned
In one hand we wrought work
And in the other we hold a weapon
Half a world away
By shields, bows and habergeons and good smoke
Enjoying God's creations
Catch me if I fall
Be not afraid of them
Setting fire to the brush in recollections
Of my first real crush and Tribe perfume....
Goldenrod
8-1-16
Paint tossed against their wallpaper
It's all the same with a song
Only to herself learning of finalities
Besides the grave for a winner ring
Brought to windows by a light let wildfire loose
We will
I won't sit out the next dance
Seeing the trees in motion blowing in the wind
Toward the setting sun to Hyla brook
In time I fill another book
Futility!
It does not have to be
Lone old silver goldenrod....
Fly In The Honey
8-1-16
Fly in the honey
While high on ones money
O, I knew I couldn't bide the smother
And I would not love another
Considering the message you sent me
And I do all you desire concerning Cyprus logs
For grape and alder wine
And out of dragons' mouths frogs
Down from Lebanon to the sea
The town turned out to fight for me
And O, I know...
Wednesday, August 17, 2016
futility
Futility!
7-31-16
I question the title of this book eighteen
That all is vanity and vexation
Yet God has his purpose in these writings
Only the lull I like
The hum of your valved voice
Futility!
Loaf with me here on the grass
If it scares you what will it do to us
Time to turn the calendar pages
Futility!
Further O'erhead at high noon
I rock on to it
All but stars and angels
Futility!
My longer read: your Tantras
She's wicked but she knows what she likes
Only in the land of Goshen
Is there no such hail
I believe in you, my soul...
Corporeal
7-31-16
O, Conglen my tong
Corporeal and tangible
Entreat the Lord
Parting my shirt from my bosom-bone
To see that in this we are not alone
I see, dance, laugh and sing
Plumb in the uprights
I sing the blues nearly all day long
Flower bloom in all her gardens
I will be tempted
I must choose
Confounded even if I do
I will love with Spirit and not by flesh
Yet in corporeality
I believe in you, my soul
No less familiar than the rest....
My Ammonites
8-1-16
Come replace the badge upon my chest
And tomorrow again go west
For the prognosis for boll and flax
To clear out the ear wax
For soul and its sin tax
I believe in you my soul
Blessed be the Lord this day
Behold I propose to build a house
My cat's always at my side
Come Christ the groom and we the spouse
A flame slender as the hepaticas
Up at five
Begin, I smudge with ropy smoke
O, let's go up the hill and share our senses
For Sanballat and Tobiah
And the Ammonites wroth....
7-31-16
I question the title of this book eighteen
That all is vanity and vexation
Yet God has his purpose in these writings
Only the lull I like
The hum of your valved voice
Futility!
Loaf with me here on the grass
If it scares you what will it do to us
Time to turn the calendar pages
Futility!
Further O'erhead at high noon
I rock on to it
All but stars and angels
Futility!
My longer read: your Tantras
She's wicked but she knows what she likes
Only in the land of Goshen
Is there no such hail
I believe in you, my soul...
Corporeal
7-31-16
O, Conglen my tong
Corporeal and tangible
Entreat the Lord
Parting my shirt from my bosom-bone
To see that in this we are not alone
I see, dance, laugh and sing
Plumb in the uprights
I sing the blues nearly all day long
Flower bloom in all her gardens
I will be tempted
I must choose
Confounded even if I do
I will love with Spirit and not by flesh
Yet in corporeality
I believe in you, my soul
No less familiar than the rest....
My Ammonites
8-1-16
Come replace the badge upon my chest
And tomorrow again go west
For the prognosis for boll and flax
To clear out the ear wax
For soul and its sin tax
I believe in you my soul
Blessed be the Lord this day
Behold I propose to build a house
My cat's always at my side
Come Christ the groom and we the spouse
A flame slender as the hepaticas
Up at five
Begin, I smudge with ropy smoke
O, let's go up the hill and share our senses
For Sanballat and Tobiah
And the Ammonites wroth....
nary
Nary
7-13-16
To yet enervate and extract
And no more have as a matter of fact
Come on my friends, let's make for the hills
Sihon hath prophesied of knock-out pills
Coffee is served
Sound check
Selah
Hallelujah
Today I'm on the journey over
If I don't leave home
Nary and not one our manna mute
As all men go back to sleep
It looks alright from where I stand
In that I lay down
And cannot take my rest
Back in askance at the chime of two twenty
O, come up from the king's house and prophesy
So, on another shopping adventure....
Cache
7-13-16
As the right line becomes its time
Then spake the priests saying
This man is worthy to die by dogwhip
And by mackinaw, our cache
O, let me in from the heat today
And keep the fresh air flowing through
My first coffee at age twelve
Keeping up with the turning of the wheel
In that I am yet to meet you
Now associated
As the Lord sent me to prophesy
Yet to amend your ways and doings
Back up at a quarter till five
That's more like it
God bless all pianists in our cache.....
Supererogatory
7-13-16
Hear me shout
Come on in come supererogatory
Wars about it
O, patois for a tingle
Know ye for certain
That if you stay up and at it
You will surely succeed
O, milky bloom, you are my darling and my only
Supererogatory come princes and officials
And another morning of Floyd
For Michah the Morashthite
Prophesying in the days of Hezekiah
Other stocking, her petticoat
And another seventy-two archive
Following the pointing of her finger
And the anointing of those whom linger
O, what time is the wedding
Now that you're up stay that way....
7-13-16
To yet enervate and extract
And no more have as a matter of fact
Come on my friends, let's make for the hills
Sihon hath prophesied of knock-out pills
Coffee is served
Sound check
Selah
Hallelujah
Today I'm on the journey over
If I don't leave home
Nary and not one our manna mute
As all men go back to sleep
It looks alright from where I stand
In that I lay down
And cannot take my rest
Back in askance at the chime of two twenty
O, come up from the king's house and prophesy
So, on another shopping adventure....
Cache
7-13-16
As the right line becomes its time
Then spake the priests saying
This man is worthy to die by dogwhip
And by mackinaw, our cache
O, let me in from the heat today
And keep the fresh air flowing through
My first coffee at age twelve
Keeping up with the turning of the wheel
In that I am yet to meet you
Now associated
As the Lord sent me to prophesy
Yet to amend your ways and doings
Back up at a quarter till five
That's more like it
God bless all pianists in our cache.....
Supererogatory
7-13-16
Hear me shout
Come on in come supererogatory
Wars about it
O, patois for a tingle
Know ye for certain
That if you stay up and at it
You will surely succeed
O, milky bloom, you are my darling and my only
Supererogatory come princes and officials
And another morning of Floyd
For Michah the Morashthite
Prophesying in the days of Hezekiah
Other stocking, her petticoat
And another seventy-two archive
Following the pointing of her finger
And the anointing of those whom linger
O, what time is the wedding
Now that you're up stay that way....
transport
Transport
7-12-16
Marvelous in our eyes
Beautiful in cloudy skies
Blessed are those who keep his testimonies
Never mind the atomy in your neighbor's eye
For another lie
Out thawing in the beginning
Of the resin of Jehoiakim
We've been to long at sea
I will praise You with all of my might
Come iceskin
You freeze, you lose
You fly, you win
The answers are right before your eyes
In the book crystal clear and no flimflam about it
In constancy to transport and enrapture
If it be thy will, hearken
Time to watch and pray....
Arhat
7-13-16
All in all it's strong brew
A little bit too soon
And thou that say to them in your flimflam
Our enrapture in constancy
For our vendetta cosmic and stellar
To conify and systemize
Then I made this house like Shiloh
And an anathema to all the nations
Counterproductive as coffee is served
Tending to hinder and thwart ones purposes
As we arrange and systemize
All in the right place
Where Thom Yorke has a science of his own
All for our arhat yet enlightened for Orogchea matters
And Saturday's platters.....
Again Broke
7-13-16
Again broke but content
Soon in a need of another smoke
And to the D.S.A. I am sent
Looking for Charlie Panther of the bop movement in jazz
Now I am in gear commanding my pen to speak
Far out my dream of eating excrement
O, what can this mean
At two in the morning we enervate the purpose behind it
And reboot and revamp in all renunciation
Why hath thou prophesied in such a name
Saying this house shall be like Shiloh
Merging with its shadow
And flickering the city desolation
And without inhabitant
In the house of the Lord....
7-12-16
Marvelous in our eyes
Beautiful in cloudy skies
Blessed are those who keep his testimonies
Never mind the atomy in your neighbor's eye
For another lie
Out thawing in the beginning
Of the resin of Jehoiakim
We've been to long at sea
I will praise You with all of my might
Come iceskin
You freeze, you lose
You fly, you win
The answers are right before your eyes
In the book crystal clear and no flimflam about it
In constancy to transport and enrapture
If it be thy will, hearken
Time to watch and pray....
Arhat
7-13-16
All in all it's strong brew
A little bit too soon
And thou that say to them in your flimflam
Our enrapture in constancy
For our vendetta cosmic and stellar
To conify and systemize
Then I made this house like Shiloh
And an anathema to all the nations
Counterproductive as coffee is served
Tending to hinder and thwart ones purposes
As we arrange and systemize
All in the right place
Where Thom Yorke has a science of his own
All for our arhat yet enlightened for Orogchea matters
And Saturday's platters.....
Again Broke
7-13-16
Again broke but content
Soon in a need of another smoke
And to the D.S.A. I am sent
Looking for Charlie Panther of the bop movement in jazz
Now I am in gear commanding my pen to speak
Far out my dream of eating excrement
O, what can this mean
At two in the morning we enervate the purpose behind it
And reboot and revamp in all renunciation
Why hath thou prophesied in such a name
Saying this house shall be like Shiloh
Merging with its shadow
And flickering the city desolation
And without inhabitant
In the house of the Lord....
whetstone
Whetstone
7-12-16
Howl, ye shepherds
Wallow yourselves in the ashes
I suppose our love in meant to be
The only solution is to wait and see
La Ci Darem with J.C. Doyle
For love's sweet old song
My lips smile all the way through the brambles
As so this poet gambles
O, scald the coffee kettle
Lough Owel Picnic
I turn off the air for its continuity
Ye principal in the clock at three on the dot
Rejoicing in the way of such testimonies
Come slaughters of your dispensations so accomplished
As the pleasant vessel you shall be....
Snakestone
7-12-16
For affability, our pullet, our quid
For snakestone reputed to be as the memory
O Voot, O choose
Hear it as a devil or just another songbird
For another tankard of recklessness
What then
Notwithstanding Christ is preached
And I therein do rejoice
A voice says I have no reason to go to battle about it
As sure as circles and squares
Our emolument and nose hairs
And the other of love
And some also of goodwill
Blessed are the undefiled in the Way
Whom walk in the law of love
All for our defense
To Lobo our atomies
And make it work....
7-12-16
Howl, ye shepherds
Wallow yourselves in the ashes
I suppose our love in meant to be
The only solution is to wait and see
La Ci Darem with J.C. Doyle
For love's sweet old song
My lips smile all the way through the brambles
As so this poet gambles
O, scald the coffee kettle
Lough Owel Picnic
I turn off the air for its continuity
Ye principal in the clock at three on the dot
Rejoicing in the way of such testimonies
Come slaughters of your dispensations so accomplished
As the pleasant vessel you shall be....
Snakestone
7-12-16
For affability, our pullet, our quid
For snakestone reputed to be as the memory
O Voot, O choose
Hear it as a devil or just another songbird
For another tankard of recklessness
What then
Notwithstanding Christ is preached
And I therein do rejoice
A voice says I have no reason to go to battle about it
As sure as circles and squares
Our emolument and nose hairs
And the other of love
And some also of goodwill
Blessed are the undefiled in the Way
Whom walk in the law of love
All for our defense
To Lobo our atomies
And make it work....
Sunday, August 14, 2016
Nokomis
Nokomis
7-12-16
Never again deflowered our Longfellow
With an aura green and yellow
In our longhair as one delighted to the arts
Of our long green and my dollars left to give
To the cause of the ministry
For universal praise
For my Gumee and such Nokomis
Drinking in groundhog day
As if it were sometime today
That do? He asks a cloud gray and far
Our owlet
I pray for another victory
Amen and amen and hallelujah
O, give thanks and praise to the Lord
For he is good and his mercy endures forever
I did a lot better this time around
Hosanna!
Learning A Lot
7-12-16
For Ishkeodah
A lady like a dove
Such is come for Buz and Tema
For Moab and for Edom
For Ahaz and for Askelon
God bless America and everywhere else
With the old cither
What would your mother think
Slowly, wholly gray and far
O, do there his works
Even in the dim star
This is the Lord's doing
And it is marvelous in our eyes
As it is this day to wit
Jerusalem and kings thereof
And the remnant of Ashdod
And glory to the Son of God
He died for me and you
As sure as the skies are blue
For top branches bare
Be drunken and save yet rancorous our libertine
But do we have the right to call anyone such
Stay in touch....
7-12-16
Never again deflowered our Longfellow
With an aura green and yellow
In our longhair as one delighted to the arts
Of our long green and my dollars left to give
To the cause of the ministry
For universal praise
For my Gumee and such Nokomis
Drinking in groundhog day
As if it were sometime today
That do? He asks a cloud gray and far
Our owlet
I pray for another victory
Amen and amen and hallelujah
O, give thanks and praise to the Lord
For he is good and his mercy endures forever
I did a lot better this time around
Hosanna!
Learning A Lot
7-12-16
For Ishkeodah
A lady like a dove
Such is come for Buz and Tema
For Moab and for Edom
For Ahaz and for Askelon
God bless America and everywhere else
With the old cither
What would your mother think
Slowly, wholly gray and far
O, do there his works
Even in the dim star
This is the Lord's doing
And it is marvelous in our eyes
As it is this day to wit
Jerusalem and kings thereof
And the remnant of Ashdod
And glory to the Son of God
He died for me and you
As sure as the skies are blue
For top branches bare
Be drunken and save yet rancorous our libertine
But do we have the right to call anyone such
Stay in touch....
emery
Emery
7-12-16
Hallelujah
I made it home in one piece
For orations regarded as landmarks
Still I feel like a stranger
O, friend in development of American free thought
The eagles fly high for literary expression
For navies handling them in sturdy throes
Silky come the enemy
Our fine grained impure conundrum
I am humbled with the thought of losing the battle
But winning the war
For the bastion notwithstanding
In spite of our maugre
We've been too long at sea
I love the Lord
Not only because he heard the voice of my supplication
In gem varieties our emery....
O, Joyance
7-12-16
For Percy Shelley
May we rewrite to a skylark
White still in the dark
And Prometheus unbound
A price for being free
And bloodshed I will recompense
Then according to their deeds
So he says where I practice joy
With a half a tear in my left eye
I squeeze as if on my knees
For many nations and great kings serve themselves
You must be the angel I meet up with today
For Percy Bysshe
I yet eulogize this beauty
And turn the page on an exclamation
Mark for Joyance
Imperial, regal and elaborate
Tugging halfway its backward eye
And back soon falling down
I cast aside my crown...
7-12-16
Hallelujah
I made it home in one piece
For orations regarded as landmarks
Still I feel like a stranger
O, friend in development of American free thought
The eagles fly high for literary expression
For navies handling them in sturdy throes
Silky come the enemy
Our fine grained impure conundrum
I am humbled with the thought of losing the battle
But winning the war
For the bastion notwithstanding
In spite of our maugre
We've been too long at sea
I love the Lord
Not only because he heard the voice of my supplication
In gem varieties our emery....
O, Joyance
7-12-16
For Percy Shelley
May we rewrite to a skylark
White still in the dark
And Prometheus unbound
A price for being free
And bloodshed I will recompense
Then according to their deeds
So he says where I practice joy
With a half a tear in my left eye
I squeeze as if on my knees
For many nations and great kings serve themselves
You must be the angel I meet up with today
For Percy Bysshe
I yet eulogize this beauty
And turn the page on an exclamation
Mark for Joyance
Imperial, regal and elaborate
Tugging halfway its backward eye
And back soon falling down
I cast aside my crown...
Friday, August 12, 2016
eterodactyl
Eterodactyl
7-12-16
In praise of the Exodus
Of giddy in the revelation
And the stars look down
Was it something I said
Hand to your own help
These words as balm to heal your fracture
Slowly, wholly
Thank you, sir
In another time and place
I fold the page into my pocket
And consider taking up to invitation
No matter how stormy
The matter at hand
Is there something you want me to do today
To God alone be the glory
Turning a rock into a pool of water
Giving the moon a task to yet perform
For the gratitude of the redeemer....
Essay
7-17-16
O, watering cart
Quench my thirst and make a new start
Cutting through the layer of our stratosphere
Jurassic and Cretaceous
Both greart and small
Both short and tall
Our pair of cylindrical stones
Sound test
Selah
No sir
Gone, what manner she asks me
If I am converted to be a Mormon
And I say it's only something to check up
Through the day has its possibilities
For universal praise and love to all peoples
As seventy years are accomplished
Eighty by reason of strength
On our twill bedspread
Sometimes we're the last to see it
I said in my haste
All men are liars...
7-12-16
In praise of the Exodus
Of giddy in the revelation
And the stars look down
Was it something I said
Hand to your own help
These words as balm to heal your fracture
Slowly, wholly
Thank you, sir
In another time and place
I fold the page into my pocket
And consider taking up to invitation
No matter how stormy
The matter at hand
Is there something you want me to do today
To God alone be the glory
Turning a rock into a pool of water
Giving the moon a task to yet perform
For the gratitude of the redeemer....
Essay
7-17-16
O, watering cart
Quench my thirst and make a new start
Cutting through the layer of our stratosphere
Jurassic and Cretaceous
Both greart and small
Both short and tall
Our pair of cylindrical stones
Sound test
Selah
No sir
Gone, what manner she asks me
If I am converted to be a Mormon
And I say it's only something to check up
Through the day has its possibilities
For universal praise and love to all peoples
As seventy years are accomplished
Eighty by reason of strength
On our twill bedspread
Sometimes we're the last to see it
I said in my haste
All men are liars...
Joinville
For Joinville
7-12-16
O, property so designated
In the fourth year of Jehoiakim
Our bushes need a trim
There's nothing to stop you now
Only a ten minute trip in the heatwave
Tugging halfway backward to where you come from
Sharing our rationale views
Where peaches require genuine irrigation
As such as gray horror wakes one
From the static to feel the love that dissolves the fear
O, praise O, servants studied
By all that have pleasure
Another gamester wind big
Prime (For Power)
7-12-16
Our time against the tower
Our prime all for this power
I request from the thirteenth year of Josiah
Rising early and speaking out about this amazing journey
As a step-down decreasing in stages
Our enemies are our bread
Of no such intrinsic turn
Ye again now to fill ones elixir bucket with carbs
Looking towards a clearing
Thy turn ye again
Every one from his evil way
Looking for where I can polish up
And make improvement
Yet intestate but not for hate
Rising early and speaking out about the journey of life
Perpetual and everlasting in the here and now
Brother Chris will be dearly missed
O, give thanks to the Lord for he is good....
7-12-16
O, property so designated
In the fourth year of Jehoiakim
Our bushes need a trim
There's nothing to stop you now
Only a ten minute trip in the heatwave
Tugging halfway backward to where you come from
Sharing our rationale views
Where peaches require genuine irrigation
As such as gray horror wakes one
From the static to feel the love that dissolves the fear
O, praise O, servants studied
By all that have pleasure
Another gamester wind big
Prime (For Power)
7-12-16
Our time against the tower
Our prime all for this power
I request from the thirteenth year of Josiah
Rising early and speaking out about this amazing journey
As a step-down decreasing in stages
Our enemies are our bread
Of no such intrinsic turn
Ye again now to fill ones elixir bucket with carbs
Looking towards a clearing
Thy turn ye again
Every one from his evil way
Looking for where I can polish up
And make improvement
Yet intestate but not for hate
Rising early and speaking out about the journey of life
Perpetual and everlasting in the here and now
Brother Chris will be dearly missed
O, give thanks to the Lord for he is good....
scabrous
Scabrous
7-12-16
Twilight towards her tousled head
We don't need to fight about cords
In getting out of bed we rant and rave about twenty-eighteen
That do?
He inquires walking away from it
Our sudden degree of surrender
A cloud tries to cover the sun
But her light prevails for willingness
To risk the Being and celebrate the moment
Even I will remember you on days like these
Ye shall not say, the burden of the Lord
Taking no thought about the problem
Only to see its purpose
I will praise the Lord with my whole heart
And return to battle
Today one basket of good figs first ripe
She's not my type
To smell her gentle smoke yet rising....
Friction Of The Day
7-12-16
It is fortune to be able to breathe
And face to but see where all his precepts are sure
And we by God's grace search for more
Store brand tuna fish is just as good
So saith the epicurean
To carry away captive Jeconiah and his princes
And all he convinces
Ticking us off in the book
The devil can use it as come friction
We make it out of the ditch
The other basket of naughty figs
Into the hand of the Chaldeans
For our benefit
And the fear of the Lord
Is the beginning of wisdom
Drinking of the brook by the wayside
And to the Spirit, all pleasure
Still an idea behind it
A curse to the thinking class
At heart is established....
Dispersed Abroad
7-12-16
O, taunt not scornful
No tirade do we truth
To trade tenacity for all tenderness
Like censorious and denunciatory value
All set aside
As to my flesh it's all good to let it go
Looking for a new result
Such is insanity
The time is now again
Pacing up our phantoms
In a backpack with strap half torn
Giving Zedekiah the residue of what remains
O, how do you?
We don't see the desire of the righteous doth prevail
As God's love will not fail
O, they that remain in Thailand
Gray and far oracles bleed
So we can feel this love
By jointure in soiled dungarees.....
7-12-16
Twilight towards her tousled head
We don't need to fight about cords
In getting out of bed we rant and rave about twenty-eighteen
That do?
He inquires walking away from it
Our sudden degree of surrender
A cloud tries to cover the sun
But her light prevails for willingness
To risk the Being and celebrate the moment
Even I will remember you on days like these
Ye shall not say, the burden of the Lord
Taking no thought about the problem
Only to see its purpose
I will praise the Lord with my whole heart
And return to battle
Today one basket of good figs first ripe
She's not my type
To smell her gentle smoke yet rising....
Friction Of The Day
7-12-16
It is fortune to be able to breathe
And face to but see where all his precepts are sure
And we by God's grace search for more
Store brand tuna fish is just as good
So saith the epicurean
To carry away captive Jeconiah and his princes
And all he convinces
Ticking us off in the book
The devil can use it as come friction
We make it out of the ditch
The other basket of naughty figs
Into the hand of the Chaldeans
For our benefit
And the fear of the Lord
Is the beginning of wisdom
Drinking of the brook by the wayside
And to the Spirit, all pleasure
Still an idea behind it
A curse to the thinking class
At heart is established....
Dispersed Abroad
7-12-16
O, taunt not scornful
No tirade do we truth
To trade tenacity for all tenderness
Like censorious and denunciatory value
All set aside
As to my flesh it's all good to let it go
Looking for a new result
Such is insanity
The time is now again
Pacing up our phantoms
In a backpack with strap half torn
Giving Zedekiah the residue of what remains
O, how do you?
We don't see the desire of the righteous doth prevail
As God's love will not fail
O, they that remain in Thailand
Gray and far oracles bleed
So we can feel this love
By jointure in soiled dungarees.....
Thursday, August 11, 2016
horseblock
Horseblock
6-26-16
Tell us a story, sir
Of pine, aspen, spruce and fir
Reciting jerks of verse in new glances
Of what can be if such is what we choose
As Lords troubled and their gaze
And Clapton keeps me grounded and fixed
Left on Vico Road
O, Balky you need not be chalky
Let my love flow out of you
The devil doesn't want us to know
That we're in a battle for our lives
Magnetism was all that I could see in you
Denting outward our car that should have been a wreck by now
Does thou well to be angry?
O, Horseblock, do you have doors to lock?
Pulque Of Agave
6-26-16
Victory in Jesus
Is defeat of ones own will
Fishy, inspiring doubt cold and expressionless
Ah, Tehuantepec our main isthmus
I'm talking to you over our pulque
Saying, "No way!"
May it shine for the first time
Glad to have a shelter from the elements
O, how I exaggerate
As I require no further sign
At Tehuantepec our main isthmus
I am not a shut-in
Isolation is not my identity
As God prepared a gourd
For he that seeks coolness
But I don't know why
For pipes and stripes
He's done all he can
Go on then, Talboth.....
For The Teiid O, Tegu
6-26-16
Putting away malice from out of ones mind
Where ganja is at last permitted
For the Teiid of long forked tongue
And another way to stay young
O, Tegu I would like to get to know you
And it came to pass
When the sun did arise
God prepares a vehement west wind
For what so he inquired
In that we have sinned
So let it rain
I do well to be angry even unto death
So we are inclined to say today
O, let it rain down over me....
6-26-16
Tell us a story, sir
Of pine, aspen, spruce and fir
Reciting jerks of verse in new glances
Of what can be if such is what we choose
As Lords troubled and their gaze
And Clapton keeps me grounded and fixed
Left on Vico Road
O, Balky you need not be chalky
Let my love flow out of you
The devil doesn't want us to know
That we're in a battle for our lives
Magnetism was all that I could see in you
Denting outward our car that should have been a wreck by now
Does thou well to be angry?
O, Horseblock, do you have doors to lock?
Pulque Of Agave
6-26-16
Victory in Jesus
Is defeat of ones own will
Fishy, inspiring doubt cold and expressionless
Ah, Tehuantepec our main isthmus
I'm talking to you over our pulque
Saying, "No way!"
May it shine for the first time
Glad to have a shelter from the elements
O, how I exaggerate
As I require no further sign
At Tehuantepec our main isthmus
I am not a shut-in
Isolation is not my identity
As God prepared a gourd
For he that seeks coolness
But I don't know why
For pipes and stripes
He's done all he can
Go on then, Talboth.....
For The Teiid O, Tegu
6-26-16
Putting away malice from out of ones mind
Where ganja is at last permitted
For the Teiid of long forked tongue
And another way to stay young
O, Tegu I would like to get to know you
And it came to pass
When the sun did arise
God prepares a vehement west wind
For what so he inquired
In that we have sinned
So let it rain
I do well to be angry even unto death
So we are inclined to say today
O, let it rain down over me....
synchronicity
Another Synchronicity At Twelve
6-26-16
At times we arise
O, come home to me says that still small voice
As a libertine of ostentatious stubbornness
As a freethinker concerning the matters of the heart
That grown three sizes today
I've been on the road too long
Hearing their music stentorian and in my face
As troubles that I've got on my own
Roll over my shoulders with supernumerary
Exceeding a fixed prescribed standard
Helping my reigns to grow
Infatuation is as the morning cloud
And I don't care anymore....
Priority Revisited
6-26-16
All I do here is prolong my agony
Proclaiming as fast to put on sackcloth
Just enjoy today superfluous ones dint
Of a helpful hint to arise from ones throne
With a robe to be laid upon him
I have no idea of what I've been missing out on
To proclaim it through Nineveh
By the decree of the king and his nobles
Just what is it are you afraid of
You no longer need to be the victim
As man and beast is covered
And I'm just a bad boy long way from home
According to God's supreme design
It sure fills the mouth with things to say....
Arrears
6-26-16
By my decree
I lie while out at sea by and by
I will be just me
Arrears with unfulfilled obligation
Who can tell if God will turn
Maybe He will spare us if we care to learn
Au Naturel in the ways of a human heart stripped bare
All for ambry
God sees my wants in that they are despicable
Somebody help me for I've never been so lonesome
Does thou well to be angry?
These days I don't want anything to do with it,,,,,
6-26-16
At times we arise
O, come home to me says that still small voice
As a libertine of ostentatious stubbornness
As a freethinker concerning the matters of the heart
That grown three sizes today
I've been on the road too long
Hearing their music stentorian and in my face
As troubles that I've got on my own
Roll over my shoulders with supernumerary
Exceeding a fixed prescribed standard
Helping my reigns to grow
Infatuation is as the morning cloud
And I don't care anymore....
Priority Revisited
6-26-16
All I do here is prolong my agony
Proclaiming as fast to put on sackcloth
Just enjoy today superfluous ones dint
Of a helpful hint to arise from ones throne
With a robe to be laid upon him
I have no idea of what I've been missing out on
To proclaim it through Nineveh
By the decree of the king and his nobles
Just what is it are you afraid of
You no longer need to be the victim
As man and beast is covered
And I'm just a bad boy long way from home
According to God's supreme design
It sure fills the mouth with things to say....
Arrears
6-26-16
By my decree
I lie while out at sea by and by
I will be just me
Arrears with unfulfilled obligation
Who can tell if God will turn
Maybe He will spare us if we care to learn
Au Naturel in the ways of a human heart stripped bare
All for ambry
God sees my wants in that they are despicable
Somebody help me for I've never been so lonesome
Does thou well to be angry?
These days I don't want anything to do with it,,,,,
Gid
Gid
6-26-16
Lord help me to see it as a good thing
I cannot get my rest today
It's not the same
I feel like half of myself
Since the first man stood God-conquered
I need the look in your eyes
By one man's plain truth
Fearing the Word exceedingly
Defined as a reverential trust
But not to be afraid of Him
All for obsequies
I can't keep my feet on the ground
And girl, it feels good
Disposed, I cried by reason of mine affliction
Come gid of herbivores sturdy
So the Lord adores
Praise the Lord
And hallelujah just the same......
Blood-Dusted Key
6-26-16
By past's blood-duster key
O, what about duster me
Coffee is served
I put on a fresh batch
Dedicated to those that serve
Lo, before us gleam her campfires!
Come jorums for the bottlenose
A dolphin we can all claim to comprehend
Can't boil it down
Can't put her in a box
Praise the Lord Almighty just the same
Ten years later I am chastised
Infatuation is as a morning cloud
Come fobs and small pockets
To the other side of perfect justice
If there is such a thing
To finally come my way one day....
One Day Baby
6-26-16
One day, baby
You will be distributed in tropical waters
Looking for Murphy and Malone Diel
Known to a wider audience for absurdist plays
I go down to the bottoms of mountains
And the devil seems to get his way
Where do we go from here
As the early dew that soon fades away
No doubt about it
Bring my life up from corruption
For they that observe lying vanities
Forsaking their own mercy
I've got a one track mind
Yet blessed in the segue of its continuity
As a rake immoral and dissolute
Arise up and go into Nineveh
Three days' journey into the unknown
One day, baby.....
6-26-16
Lord help me to see it as a good thing
I cannot get my rest today
It's not the same
I feel like half of myself
Since the first man stood God-conquered
I need the look in your eyes
By one man's plain truth
Fearing the Word exceedingly
Defined as a reverential trust
But not to be afraid of Him
All for obsequies
I can't keep my feet on the ground
And girl, it feels good
Disposed, I cried by reason of mine affliction
Come gid of herbivores sturdy
So the Lord adores
Praise the Lord
And hallelujah just the same......
Blood-Dusted Key
6-26-16
By past's blood-duster key
O, what about duster me
Coffee is served
I put on a fresh batch
Dedicated to those that serve
Lo, before us gleam her campfires!
Come jorums for the bottlenose
A dolphin we can all claim to comprehend
Can't boil it down
Can't put her in a box
Praise the Lord Almighty just the same
Ten years later I am chastised
Infatuation is as a morning cloud
Come fobs and small pockets
To the other side of perfect justice
If there is such a thing
To finally come my way one day....
One Day Baby
6-26-16
One day, baby
You will be distributed in tropical waters
Looking for Murphy and Malone Diel
Known to a wider audience for absurdist plays
I go down to the bottoms of mountains
And the devil seems to get his way
Where do we go from here
As the early dew that soon fades away
No doubt about it
Bring my life up from corruption
For they that observe lying vanities
Forsaking their own mercy
I've got a one track mind
Yet blessed in the segue of its continuity
As a rake immoral and dissolute
Arise up and go into Nineveh
Three days' journey into the unknown
One day, baby.....
Eldritch
Eldritch
6-26-16
From everlasting to everlasting
The die we will be casting
Come the sign of pain
Amen and amen and hallelujah
With this pen His heart gathers iniquity to itself
It takes a fool to learn it
Come our stunted and projecting part
To be more careful about where it goes
I was a fool
Now we're in need of something
Take me up and cast me forth into the sea yet Eldritch
Strange and unearthly
Yet small and unworthy
Apple-pared eccentric and peculiar
It takes a fool....
On Jonah 1:15
6-26-16
Now you want a revolution
Not at the mausoleum nevertheless
All men now hard to be brought to land
I have myself to blame in that I don't understand
In my own mausoleum dark and gloomy to make the light possible
Who wants to hear that?
So they took up Jonah
And the sea ceases from her raging
Looking for Lafeadio's adventures
And the immoralist to examine alienation
It only takes time to love that comes to everyone
At the turn of the millennium
I am baptized....
6-26-16
From everlasting to everlasting
The die we will be casting
Come the sign of pain
Amen and amen and hallelujah
With this pen His heart gathers iniquity to itself
It takes a fool to learn it
Come our stunted and projecting part
To be more careful about where it goes
I was a fool
Now we're in need of something
Take me up and cast me forth into the sea yet Eldritch
Strange and unearthly
Yet small and unworthy
Apple-pared eccentric and peculiar
It takes a fool....
On Jonah 1:15
6-26-16
Now you want a revolution
Not at the mausoleum nevertheless
All men now hard to be brought to land
I have myself to blame in that I don't understand
In my own mausoleum dark and gloomy to make the light possible
Who wants to hear that?
So they took up Jonah
And the sea ceases from her raging
Looking for Lafeadio's adventures
And the immoralist to examine alienation
It only takes time to love that comes to everyone
At the turn of the millennium
I am baptized....
Yenta
Yenta
6-26-16
Making my beauty flow away
Like a moth I'm so tired
In such a Yeomanry of the broth
All for our freeholding farmers
Assistants and superintendents
It is a verity in which we never get bored
I survived church and I am here and now in one piece
Come servants and attendance
Good love is hard to find
I've had my fill of the hurting kind
Our great wind unto the sea
You've seen the worst
But still you find the best of me
I made a mess of my life but I am happy
Come Yen and inclination
You've been my friend for love from me to you
Then the mariners were afraid...
Nubbin
6-26-16
O, love from me to you
As the shipmaster comes to me
O, what mean thou, O sleeper arise and call upon Him
God think upon us that we perish not
O, tweed see to the need
Nubby our protuberance
In the essence and the core
In want of even more
We can't boil God down to size
Come, let us cast lots
Lead me to what is right
Made of twill weaves
Until the darkness leaves
That for my sake this great tempest is upon you
Tempestuous, hammered and violent and no more silent
No common goal in that I reach for love....
6-26-16
Making my beauty flow away
Like a moth I'm so tired
In such a Yeomanry of the broth
All for our freeholding farmers
Assistants and superintendents
It is a verity in which we never get bored
I survived church and I am here and now in one piece
Come servants and attendance
Good love is hard to find
I've had my fill of the hurting kind
Our great wind unto the sea
You've seen the worst
But still you find the best of me
I made a mess of my life but I am happy
Come Yen and inclination
You've been my friend for love from me to you
Then the mariners were afraid...
Nubbin
6-26-16
O, love from me to you
As the shipmaster comes to me
O, what mean thou, O sleeper arise and call upon Him
God think upon us that we perish not
O, tweed see to the need
Nubby our protuberance
In the essence and the core
In want of even more
We can't boil God down to size
Come, let us cast lots
Lead me to what is right
Made of twill weaves
Until the darkness leaves
That for my sake this great tempest is upon you
Tempestuous, hammered and violent and no more silent
No common goal in that I reach for love....
Tuesday, August 9, 2016
left turn
Left Turn On Vico
6-26-16
Left turn on Vico Road
I count it as a victory even when I lose
Making Plymouth Rock sublime
Tell us a story, sir
About the dollar and the dime
Walking out spiritually naked
It's good to get the truth out of the way first
Saving eighty bucks yet gaining while losing
I know, sir ask me
Tell us a ghoststory
Unconvinced by axe and gibbet
That all virtue is past
Loving my statigtician
We'll show you how to walk that dog
Arise and go into Nineveh
And cry against them
The word cometh to Amittai
You yourself know....
Saving Eighty Bucks
6-26-16
A sojourner as all my fathers were
Arise and go into Nineveh
Rising up to flee into Tarshish
I can almost laugh at such a truth down into Joppa
O, what do you see but a broken heart
God's tears fall like rain
May this be a lesson of self control
She almost had me believing
All for the Yeomanry
Our assistant and superintendent
Time to walk on over and make the most
Of what I am yet to hear...
6-26-16
Left turn on Vico Road
I count it as a victory even when I lose
Making Plymouth Rock sublime
Tell us a story, sir
About the dollar and the dime
Walking out spiritually naked
It's good to get the truth out of the way first
Saving eighty bucks yet gaining while losing
I know, sir ask me
Tell us a ghoststory
Unconvinced by axe and gibbet
That all virtue is past
Loving my statigtician
We'll show you how to walk that dog
Arise and go into Nineveh
And cry against them
The word cometh to Amittai
You yourself know....
Saving Eighty Bucks
6-26-16
A sojourner as all my fathers were
Arise and go into Nineveh
Rising up to flee into Tarshish
I can almost laugh at such a truth down into Joppa
O, what do you see but a broken heart
God's tears fall like rain
May this be a lesson of self control
She almost had me believing
All for the Yeomanry
Our assistant and superintendent
Time to walk on over and make the most
Of what I am yet to hear...
Monday, August 8, 2016
Talbot
Go On, Talbot
6-26-16
What is a pier
But to face the fear of fear
Armstrong takes a look around
Something out in the waves
In the way a problem child behaves
Therefore I have a mission yet in this precarious position
Blinded by a purer joy
To glean up scattered ashes
Where there is God's will there is a way
Weep no more, go on then
Be my whore, o, cheap pen
Mirthless but with meaning
Come stanzas of alternatives
A stanza plainly stated
Tell us a story, go on, Talbot
For slavery, the earth-born Cyclops
Swarthy as my cup of joe
I set these slaves free....
Crumbs Adhered
6-26-16
Surely every man is vapor
Come the morning I'll always be there
Propping this book nimbly under the breastwork of his satchel
Yet the scope is broad
I conduct an experiment
To see what will be
If I play that song again
Till the Lord is crucified
Fallen by a bedlam's hand
No one expects me to understand
Upon the blue ridge mountain
Tell us a story, sir
Seven books before me
I count them as cheat sheets for crumbs adhered
To the tissues of his lips
I made a mess of my life
But I am happy....
6-26-16
What is a pier
But to face the fear of fear
Armstrong takes a look around
Something out in the waves
In the way a problem child behaves
Therefore I have a mission yet in this precarious position
Blinded by a purer joy
To glean up scattered ashes
Where there is God's will there is a way
Weep no more, go on then
Be my whore, o, cheap pen
Mirthless but with meaning
Come stanzas of alternatives
A stanza plainly stated
Tell us a story, go on, Talbot
For slavery, the earth-born Cyclops
Swarthy as my cup of joe
I set these slaves free....
Crumbs Adhered
6-26-16
Surely every man is vapor
Come the morning I'll always be there
Propping this book nimbly under the breastwork of his satchel
Yet the scope is broad
I conduct an experiment
To see what will be
If I play that song again
Till the Lord is crucified
Fallen by a bedlam's hand
No one expects me to understand
Upon the blue ridge mountain
Tell us a story, sir
Seven books before me
I count them as cheat sheets for crumbs adhered
To the tissues of his lips
I made a mess of my life
But I am happy....
Sunday, August 7, 2016
vapor
Vapor
6-26-16
Sometimes I feel like I'm going down
Come again back into town
For changes socioeconomic
Burning the contumelious stone
To prove that one needs not go it alone
Lord you can see that it's true
He inclined to me and heard my cry
Come shadow and image
Making Plymouth Rock sublime
Time makes ancient good uncouth
My life is a mess but it's my life
And I'm thankful for it
Like a diesel train
Famished in my self-made dessert
He brought me up out of an horrible pit
Surely every man is vapor....
Pyrrhus
6-26-16
Pyrrhus, a pier
I take a melody and hold you near
For a bag of figrolls lay smugly
Sail along where history tastes richer
And geneology as dark chocolate
Wait you, Armstrong
I've been called a dreamer
Thank you for all patience
For it makes me what I am today
Tell us a story, sir
Of ones spiritual condition
Sad but true
You've been had but you're still you
Leaning upon God
I take a peak between the scenes
Tis prosperous to be just.....
6-26-16
Sometimes I feel like I'm going down
Come again back into town
For changes socioeconomic
Burning the contumelious stone
To prove that one needs not go it alone
Lord you can see that it's true
He inclined to me and heard my cry
Come shadow and image
Making Plymouth Rock sublime
Time makes ancient good uncouth
My life is a mess but it's my life
And I'm thankful for it
Like a diesel train
Famished in my self-made dessert
He brought me up out of an horrible pit
Surely every man is vapor....
Pyrrhus
6-26-16
Pyrrhus, a pier
I take a melody and hold you near
For a bag of figrolls lay smugly
Sail along where history tastes richer
And geneology as dark chocolate
Wait you, Armstrong
I've been called a dreamer
Thank you for all patience
For it makes me what I am today
Tell us a story, sir
Of ones spiritual condition
Sad but true
You've been had but you're still you
Leaning upon God
I take a peak between the scenes
Tis prosperous to be just.....
Saturday, August 6, 2016
proletarian
Proletarian
6-26-16
Feckless, not reckless
Like the unconnected dot
How frail am I yet feculent
And the house of Jacob
Shall be a fire
One can enjoy the movie without the drugs
I highly recommend it
For gifts in abundance yet to count
It needs to be today
Mama loves you baby
Come the proletariat
If you should go skating
Our silent reproach
Of the faith they have denied
Then to side with truth
For the poorest class of working people
We fight for equal pay
Leaving just a memory
My purpose above my productivity
For the captivity of the host.....
Honest Engine
6-26-16
To turn my back on future and past
And to live for the now today at last
Got my brace
I thank God that I did not need a cast
The kingdom shall be like his
On the day of flags half mast
And all in all I will persist
As so in nothing need I resist
And they of the south possess the mount of Esau
To consider my purpose about my productivity today
Come the mechanization of systems in hand manufacturing
To large scale factory work
Honest engine
I have blessings yet to enumerate
Socioeconomic....
6-26-16
Feckless, not reckless
Like the unconnected dot
How frail am I yet feculent
And the house of Jacob
Shall be a fire
One can enjoy the movie without the drugs
I highly recommend it
For gifts in abundance yet to count
It needs to be today
Mama loves you baby
Come the proletariat
If you should go skating
Our silent reproach
Of the faith they have denied
Then to side with truth
For the poorest class of working people
We fight for equal pay
Leaving just a memory
My purpose above my productivity
For the captivity of the host.....
Honest Engine
6-26-16
To turn my back on future and past
And to live for the now today at last
Got my brace
I thank God that I did not need a cast
The kingdom shall be like his
On the day of flags half mast
And all in all I will persist
As so in nothing need I resist
And they of the south possess the mount of Esau
To consider my purpose about my productivity today
Come the mechanization of systems in hand manufacturing
To large scale factory work
Honest engine
I have blessings yet to enumerate
Socioeconomic....
Currituck
Currituck
7-12-16
Checking out my skull candy channel
We can have high times with Skellator
The muse of the moment
O, Gotterdammerung
And all the songs you sung
For Currituck
James Joyce stale
Walking in the sunshine
We don't know how good we have it
Thus shall they say to those that yet doubt
Tonight it's plums, peaches and nectarines
No longer currish with my favorite Dead rare and different tune
The burden shall ye mention no more
O, Gotterdammerung
And shadows of this sailor
I am happy to serve you in this....
"Go There!"
7-12-16
Quick warm sunshine
Bleeds out on highway twenty-four
That's how it stands today
To go there would be wise
Letting the blind up by gentle twigs
Halfway between here and planet Mars
Come the oracle to anoint my left foot in toilet water
By the old cither twilight rewards the here and now and inspiration
Don't get too proud to my boasting breathed advices
Where statements just seem vain
Yes, I will bring them among the multitude
Landing on the halffloor
In the shadow of the full moon next Tuesday
Lifted up on the quayside
O, what can we share in all of this madness.....
7-12-16
Checking out my skull candy channel
We can have high times with Skellator
The muse of the moment
O, Gotterdammerung
And all the songs you sung
For Currituck
James Joyce stale
Walking in the sunshine
We don't know how good we have it
Thus shall they say to those that yet doubt
Tonight it's plums, peaches and nectarines
No longer currish with my favorite Dead rare and different tune
The burden shall ye mention no more
O, Gotterdammerung
And shadows of this sailor
I am happy to serve you in this....
"Go There!"
7-12-16
Quick warm sunshine
Bleeds out on highway twenty-four
That's how it stands today
To go there would be wise
Letting the blind up by gentle twigs
Halfway between here and planet Mars
Come the oracle to anoint my left foot in toilet water
By the old cither twilight rewards the here and now and inspiration
Don't get too proud to my boasting breathed advices
Where statements just seem vain
Yes, I will bring them among the multitude
Landing on the halffloor
In the shadow of the full moon next Tuesday
Lifted up on the quayside
O, what can we share in all of this madness.....
levant
Levant Revisited Again
7-12-16
Coming to see the captain
To lay my proposition down
Coffee is served
Hallelujah, we shave for beggars' day
In the poetry of ones dreams
What hath the Lord answered
Rolling with the punches of perdition and salvation
Share my laughter as if it were a battle axe
Still willing to pay that sin tax
A letter for me from Milly
Call me a child and slap me silly
What hath the Lord spoken
For Mediterranean
The Levant bible thumpers say the end is near
But we as citizens of the kingdom have not such a fear on a cool sea
For oracle and burden still away from me
Only wisdom I ought crave
Through experience and faculties of all decadence....
Riposte
7-12-16
Speaking for me with a truthful tongue
Reaching your prime yet you're still young
What hath the Lord answered
O, what burden
O, what consolation
Say your piece and get out to the coffee house
Another stops in our pantheism
I am a man of all creeds for the cairn
For alabaster but not to the point of disaster
O, Nana
O, rare wild goose
To me it sounds like a good thing
Given kerosene for my nemesis that today I embrace
O, Raleigh I dig your heritage
For water in the valley and riposte....
7-12-16
Coming to see the captain
To lay my proposition down
Coffee is served
Hallelujah, we shave for beggars' day
In the poetry of ones dreams
What hath the Lord answered
Rolling with the punches of perdition and salvation
Share my laughter as if it were a battle axe
Still willing to pay that sin tax
A letter for me from Milly
Call me a child and slap me silly
What hath the Lord spoken
For Mediterranean
The Levant bible thumpers say the end is near
But we as citizens of the kingdom have not such a fear on a cool sea
For oracle and burden still away from me
Only wisdom I ought crave
Through experience and faculties of all decadence....
Riposte
7-12-16
Speaking for me with a truthful tongue
Reaching your prime yet you're still young
What hath the Lord answered
O, what burden
O, what consolation
Say your piece and get out to the coffee house
Another stops in our pantheism
I am a man of all creeds for the cairn
For alabaster but not to the point of disaster
O, Nana
O, rare wild goose
To me it sounds like a good thing
Given kerosene for my nemesis that today I embrace
O, Raleigh I dig your heritage
For water in the valley and riposte....
Friday, August 5, 2016
deadlock
Deadlock
7-12-16
Do you want the deaf and dumb down
For our Avatar and another version of me
Somewhere down the road
Can any hide himself in secret places
I am a God at hand saith the Lord and a rod
Cannot for your own feet over Philistia I will triumph
That he might heal the broken in heart
For stalemate and deadlock
To but create a stirfry in ones wok
For if they stood in my counsel
Dizzy with eternity
In the thought of such a closer look
Reveal the human race
Chap, you know to salute him
Again in what begins
Resulting from its opposition
I have heard what the prophets say....
The Card
7-12-16
Laying her card and letter on the twill bedspread
Of consolation yet unstoried
Our Darwin pulling for our Erastus
Black goes south and white comes north
As so I prophesy and bring truth forth
O, Bole, you trunk for a soul
To disentangle all funk of fine clay
Reddish used as a pigment
Much more than just a dream of Sunday school
Hurrah! We learn much
Hallelujah, God loves you too
Forgetting the names of Baal
I sing me a song of my own unstoried
Behold I am for you
I will sing and give praise
And for no more false dreams
She was reading the call dropped on her elbow....
"What Burden?"
7-12-16
For steadfast praise
To outlast our days in a natural sense
Greener grass on the other side of the fence
The llamas graze
Therefore they will profit
Therefore, Benoid, I am for you today
Like oil to her bones poured down the sink as a sacrifice
Like an oblation to stagger on back out to meet you there
In hopes for an open mind bold
Land boldly
Toss out the lunchmeat that is moldy
Gray - far with a glimpse of the morning star
Esau holds the blessing
What is your burden today
I will be as mollification
Brother to brother
No longer under despotic laws
I need to let this go!
7-12-16
Do you want the deaf and dumb down
For our Avatar and another version of me
Somewhere down the road
Can any hide himself in secret places
I am a God at hand saith the Lord and a rod
Cannot for your own feet over Philistia I will triumph
That he might heal the broken in heart
For stalemate and deadlock
To but create a stirfry in ones wok
For if they stood in my counsel
Dizzy with eternity
In the thought of such a closer look
Reveal the human race
Chap, you know to salute him
Again in what begins
Resulting from its opposition
I have heard what the prophets say....
The Card
7-12-16
Laying her card and letter on the twill bedspread
Of consolation yet unstoried
Our Darwin pulling for our Erastus
Black goes south and white comes north
As so I prophesy and bring truth forth
O, Bole, you trunk for a soul
To disentangle all funk of fine clay
Reddish used as a pigment
Much more than just a dream of Sunday school
Hurrah! We learn much
Hallelujah, God loves you too
Forgetting the names of Baal
I sing me a song of my own unstoried
Behold I am for you
I will sing and give praise
And for no more false dreams
She was reading the call dropped on her elbow....
"What Burden?"
7-12-16
For steadfast praise
To outlast our days in a natural sense
Greener grass on the other side of the fence
The llamas graze
Therefore they will profit
Therefore, Benoid, I am for you today
Like oil to her bones poured down the sink as a sacrifice
Like an oblation to stagger on back out to meet you there
In hopes for an open mind bold
Land boldly
Toss out the lunchmeat that is moldy
Gray - far with a glimpse of the morning star
Esau holds the blessing
What is your burden today
I will be as mollification
Brother to brother
No longer under despotic laws
I need to let this go!
Thursday, August 4, 2016
dyestuff
Dyestuff
7-12-16
Over Eden I will cast my shoe
For a mountain to climb in my dizzy height
All for the transubstantiation of more faith
The mystery to hold in all of this
Putting away all derringers
O, Derring do, O, just be you
Hearken to the first birds of morning
O, what really is this in standing by the Nile
Still in denial in all intemperance
For dyestuff where Jesus is enough
To wring the rags of the wraith
To walk after the imagination
Of one who has another dream to follow
As their root doth replace all rottenness
In its negligible amount
O, come thee fount....
Rustyouvee
7-12-16
Dividing Shechem
My heart is far from steadfast
Whistle through your teeth O, slattern
May you be redeemed as she tenders a loin
Come the sting of disregard
Fourpence please
Fresh air helps memory
Mood is my washpot
May our days be many
Behold, a whirlwind
Come forth in merry
Going to heaven in a pail
Put a little bit of everyone in yours
Rustyouvee double me
Power to you
Swimming in the sap
Chap, you know to but salute....
C-Plus
7-12-16
Salvation is only thirty-six today
That, no, we inquire twisting
When push comes to shove
You're afraid of love
Or is that just your pride
Critics call it noise
And yet the fire is to devour the stubble
Mousy and foxy for bread to be made of trouble
On the Hormuz and not just because
Foxed and discolored
We research the significance
Through God we will do valiantly
For attitude of antics
Or as a test today
I get a C-plus
Turning on Eccle's hurrying homeward.....
7-12-16
Over Eden I will cast my shoe
For a mountain to climb in my dizzy height
All for the transubstantiation of more faith
The mystery to hold in all of this
Putting away all derringers
O, Derring do, O, just be you
Hearken to the first birds of morning
O, what really is this in standing by the Nile
Still in denial in all intemperance
For dyestuff where Jesus is enough
To wring the rags of the wraith
To walk after the imagination
Of one who has another dream to follow
As their root doth replace all rottenness
In its negligible amount
O, come thee fount....
Rustyouvee
7-12-16
Dividing Shechem
My heart is far from steadfast
Whistle through your teeth O, slattern
May you be redeemed as she tenders a loin
Come the sting of disregard
Fourpence please
Fresh air helps memory
Mood is my washpot
May our days be many
Behold, a whirlwind
Come forth in merry
Going to heaven in a pail
Put a little bit of everyone in yours
Rustyouvee double me
Power to you
Swimming in the sap
Chap, you know to but salute....
C-Plus
7-12-16
Salvation is only thirty-six today
That, no, we inquire twisting
When push comes to shove
You're afraid of love
Or is that just your pride
Critics call it noise
And yet the fire is to devour the stubble
Mousy and foxy for bread to be made of trouble
On the Hormuz and not just because
Foxed and discolored
We research the significance
Through God we will do valiantly
For attitude of antics
Or as a test today
I get a C-plus
Turning on Eccle's hurrying homeward.....
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