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...