living stone

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....