Sunday, November 20, 2016

interposition

Interposition
10-15-16

Perfect Sabbath to break
Almost certain
I get it down in one take
Looking for something
In the God that gives us all that we can take
For jealousy by muse and indignation not to confuse
Enjoying the problem as if she were a gift
For interposition between sections
And another accomplished mission
O, denote Mark and indicate for the root beer float
Nothing much to hate
Quiescent and latent
I pray to be patient
Reading it unfledged
Of sound, clear and crisp from crimson sage plains
I quickly turned away
Get on board by faith almost certain
O, sumac do your thing with me.....




Whoop (But Don't Cry)
10-15-16

Now I see a purpose before me
Was it better than to run
Come Indian summer Pacific tending to diminish
To remember what I nearly had come vista and beautiful hair
To but brush first time was only a crush
By our strand we yet seek to understand
On another Sabbath for Jethro Tull
Yes, harness the things back quickly
As the creation is subjected to futility
All, hail, sweet poet
The works will be just what they are
O, morning star you position youself
Not far to roam giddily and to be everywhere
North and south
O, teach my mouth
But don't pass her down....





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