Not Shattered (Not Shaken)
12-12-16
Finding another book entitled Charity
In the heart that beats in my chest of treasure
And so the pain is worth all such pleasure
Of thee I sing today
Do it one more time please tonight
And this time put up a fight
Rearranging and redeeming
Resting upon me more than any killing
One thousand Philistines
But for what Of Sampson
Mainly trying to get through the winter
Reading react
In your eye the splinter
His hair begins to grow again
As these dreams rematerialize
Not shattered on the pavement of Providence.....
Greatest Type And Shadow
12-12-16
The dove rests upon him more than any
As so remains seventy dollars as a pretty penny
Where the clouds are hung in the poet's eye
Realizing their significance
Jesus is a gift that keeps on giving
A hill to overlap
A theme that is timeless
A Son in search of a voice that gets louder
In this heart dream yet another dream
He's still the Savior
You may know it if you know Him
As the sand becomes the stone
O, be for a page that aches for a theme that is timeless
In billows upon warm pillows
A prophet to nations of spruces, pines and willows
Tell me if I've gone astray.....
Saturday, December 31, 2016
Hadrach
Hadrach (My Treasure)
12-12-16
With trumpets
Levites sons of Asaph with cymbals to praise
And a child to raise
Let none of us think evil in the heart
Seemingly blocked up by the mind
Loving not a false oath with men either or but with God
We can have them both
Summoned up before the court
I don't need to cut this short
Against the land of Hadrach
In sunny blue waters
Where the sand is warm and friendly
You have it better than you know
As so the book does not change
As all other things do
Me and you in ink of blue....
Promoted (Good To The Last Drop)
12-12-16
Promoted before the world
Began the race well we have ran
Don't let me freeze
Don't leave me stranded here on my knees
My Louise
Tell me about a verse you've seen
Where Jesus showed up
We are the hosts and carriers
Adding up all expectations
Not to perish from Gaza
Where Ashkelon will be inhabited
Along the hillside of Clover's laws
At Kittanning forever needing you
We will dwell in the house of the Lord....
12-12-16
With trumpets
Levites sons of Asaph with cymbals to praise
And a child to raise
Let none of us think evil in the heart
Seemingly blocked up by the mind
Loving not a false oath with men either or but with God
We can have them both
Summoned up before the court
I don't need to cut this short
Against the land of Hadrach
In sunny blue waters
Where the sand is warm and friendly
You have it better than you know
As so the book does not change
As all other things do
Me and you in ink of blue....
Promoted (Good To The Last Drop)
12-12-16
Promoted before the world
Began the race well we have ran
Don't let me freeze
Don't leave me stranded here on my knees
My Louise
Tell me about a verse you've seen
Where Jesus showed up
We are the hosts and carriers
Adding up all expectations
Not to perish from Gaza
Where Ashkelon will be inhabited
Along the hillside of Clover's laws
At Kittanning forever needing you
We will dwell in the house of the Lord....
denaturation
Denaturation
12-12-16
Give us seven days respite
Ten more days till this ordeal
We all know the song
Where there be no man to help us
We come out to thee to be not a burden or a doubt to thee
Food in the house
I am glad
In Jabesh making another covenant
I will abide
Next plan, Van, the man
To thrust out right eyes
Give judgment in your gates for peace and justice
For this anointing
Driving through the Lord's valley
And out again I sally
But not just for another tally
Apples tonight for Juniper of Cypress and Brucine
Do not fear....
Juniper Revisited Again
12-12-16
Of scaly leaves and berrylike cones
Out for another fix
To remember myself as the stone of all stones
O, how it feels like make believe
Yielding the oil used to flavor our gin
They call it Winter Love
For the seed shall be prosperous
When we abide in the vine
Keeping ones pride straight in line
Scratch that care off your list
Surely goodness and mercy
Will follow all the days yet to come
For winter love and warming coals of Juniper
Altering the original state of love and hate
That the temple might be built again....
12-12-16
Give us seven days respite
Ten more days till this ordeal
We all know the song
Where there be no man to help us
We come out to thee to be not a burden or a doubt to thee
Food in the house
I am glad
In Jabesh making another covenant
I will abide
Next plan, Van, the man
To thrust out right eyes
Give judgment in your gates for peace and justice
For this anointing
Driving through the Lord's valley
And out again I sally
But not just for another tally
Apples tonight for Juniper of Cypress and Brucine
Do not fear....
Juniper Revisited Again
12-12-16
Of scaly leaves and berrylike cones
Out for another fix
To remember myself as the stone of all stones
O, how it feels like make believe
Yielding the oil used to flavor our gin
They call it Winter Love
For the seed shall be prosperous
When we abide in the vine
Keeping ones pride straight in line
Scratch that care off your list
Surely goodness and mercy
Will follow all the days yet to come
For winter love and warming coals of Juniper
Altering the original state of love and hate
That the temple might be built again....
Chisleu
Chisleu (You'll Live)
12-12-16
The story of our times
In never letting go
Of warm moments we share
O, with my own
Finding a new way to care
For a way to begin
Heaven yeah, deep inside position
Your heart to search
A fast throughout all Judah
In a few hours I break my fast for Tamar
In Engedi
With great fervor
I am zealous
And no more quite as jealous
I must maintain composure
Couldn't get over that bloody foxy generality with you
I should have known at Hasan we look for more....
Answer: Wait (For The Promise)
12-12-16
Spotlight on the promises
And not the problems
By these ye are partakers of Divine nature
Our promise even eternal life
True Source in the Word
Extrabiblical formal and seemingly in vain
It's kind of funny
Another dollar, it's only money
Taking the occasion
Stand, pray and wait
On He that saves us from ourselves
His mercy endures forever
Little is much when God is in it
Getting tenacity in my bones
Opening windows of heaven
Love lives here from here on out
Tell me, why me?
But why not?
Son Of Zeror
12-12-16
True source is in the Word
Love lives here from here on out
Son, Saul, yeah he was tall
Facing the wall
Asses of Kish sought and found
Gaining insight into the seeming aggravation
Don't make it harder than it has to be in Salish
In Salim
Benjamites see Baalim
Living in America
And its comparison to Australia
We huddle close to keep each other warm
Son of Zeror we shall be servants
Thus the Lord becometh desolate yet fruitful.....
I Am The Seer
12-12-16
What shall we bring but songs to sing
Tasting no more of death's sting
I am the seer for thirst at the chiefest place
She was a godsend this morning
And I will be their intercessor
Even when I can't be there in the flesh
Taking the shoulder
Feeling a year older
Taking a quarter part of a shekel of silver
On him all pockmarks
Would hold a shower of rain as Nahash
The Amorite make his way up the acclivity
We come on out to you at Jabesh-gilead
A friend that loves at all times is faithful
Water on the brain
Thirst was not in vain...
12-12-16
The story of our times
In never letting go
Of warm moments we share
O, with my own
Finding a new way to care
For a way to begin
Heaven yeah, deep inside position
Your heart to search
A fast throughout all Judah
In a few hours I break my fast for Tamar
In Engedi
With great fervor
I am zealous
And no more quite as jealous
I must maintain composure
Couldn't get over that bloody foxy generality with you
I should have known at Hasan we look for more....
Answer: Wait (For The Promise)
12-12-16
Spotlight on the promises
And not the problems
By these ye are partakers of Divine nature
Our promise even eternal life
True Source in the Word
Extrabiblical formal and seemingly in vain
It's kind of funny
Another dollar, it's only money
Taking the occasion
Stand, pray and wait
On He that saves us from ourselves
His mercy endures forever
Little is much when God is in it
Getting tenacity in my bones
Opening windows of heaven
Love lives here from here on out
Tell me, why me?
But why not?
Son Of Zeror
12-12-16
True source is in the Word
Love lives here from here on out
Son, Saul, yeah he was tall
Facing the wall
Asses of Kish sought and found
Gaining insight into the seeming aggravation
Don't make it harder than it has to be in Salish
In Salim
Benjamites see Baalim
Living in America
And its comparison to Australia
We huddle close to keep each other warm
Son of Zeror we shall be servants
Thus the Lord becometh desolate yet fruitful.....
I Am The Seer
12-12-16
What shall we bring but songs to sing
Tasting no more of death's sting
I am the seer for thirst at the chiefest place
She was a godsend this morning
And I will be their intercessor
Even when I can't be there in the flesh
Taking the shoulder
Feeling a year older
Taking a quarter part of a shekel of silver
On him all pockmarks
Would hold a shower of rain as Nahash
The Amorite make his way up the acclivity
We come on out to you at Jabesh-gilead
A friend that loves at all times is faithful
Water on the brain
Thirst was not in vain...
oppor
Oppor
12-12-16
Surely blessing I bless thee
To verily swear by the greater
By the oath of confirmation
I wish I can tear down the wall that keeps us apart
As the feeling grow
Willing more abundant food in the house
Sounds good to me
And after he patiently endured
To swear by no greater
The good Lord loves you
So several truck lengths behind me
Win the race even if we lose
As we choose to snooze
Standing guard in the distance
Though the Lord's valley
Near Promised Land Avenue
And Blessing Street
Bright-eyed and gallant
Good Oppor yet to be coming.....
Not Me (But He In Me)
12-12-16
Verily swear by the greater
Hail Creator
Not me but He in me
Unto the lands of promise
Lop a tree on a dreary December morning
That gets brighter
And another divine appointment
Jerusalem shall be called the city of truth
High on a hill and well-lit
They'll sooner see you crawl for two immutable things
In which it is impossible for God to lie
Fled for refuge which hope we have as an anchor of the soul
At Negev to be dry
Strength and safety
I rise up and start again
O, Majestic mountain
Serve this pen....
Doubtless Sincere
12-12-16
Wither the forerunner is for us
Enter Jesus
Saul, why do you persecute me
O majestic mountain
It all works out in God's love and eternal provision
The fountain in the month of Chisleu
Another fast day observance
This means I can go there tomorrow
Gilt-edged
Good coffee in store for the sun that shines
For our voltammeter
O, crackdown for the coulometer
And cattle traders doubtless sincere in the lowland
Barking up a tune in the dark
Gilt-edged
Our Kittanning standing guard closeby
On Cain all pockmarks
Circumcised....
12-12-16
Surely blessing I bless thee
To verily swear by the greater
By the oath of confirmation
I wish I can tear down the wall that keeps us apart
As the feeling grow
Willing more abundant food in the house
Sounds good to me
And after he patiently endured
To swear by no greater
The good Lord loves you
So several truck lengths behind me
Win the race even if we lose
As we choose to snooze
Standing guard in the distance
Though the Lord's valley
Near Promised Land Avenue
And Blessing Street
Bright-eyed and gallant
Good Oppor yet to be coming.....
Not Me (But He In Me)
12-12-16
Verily swear by the greater
Hail Creator
Not me but He in me
Unto the lands of promise
Lop a tree on a dreary December morning
That gets brighter
And another divine appointment
Jerusalem shall be called the city of truth
High on a hill and well-lit
They'll sooner see you crawl for two immutable things
In which it is impossible for God to lie
Fled for refuge which hope we have as an anchor of the soul
At Negev to be dry
Strength and safety
I rise up and start again
O, Majestic mountain
Serve this pen....
Doubtless Sincere
12-12-16
Wither the forerunner is for us
Enter Jesus
Saul, why do you persecute me
O majestic mountain
It all works out in God's love and eternal provision
The fountain in the month of Chisleu
Another fast day observance
This means I can go there tomorrow
Gilt-edged
Good coffee in store for the sun that shines
For our voltammeter
O, crackdown for the coulometer
And cattle traders doubtless sincere in the lowland
Barking up a tune in the dark
Gilt-edged
Our Kittanning standing guard closeby
On Cain all pockmarks
Circumcised....
Friday, December 30, 2016
bdellium
Bdellium
11-27-16
Never do I care for what they do or say
Come a dearth in the land for truth
Where Jesus is the only big shot
For the elder and for the youth
Received up in glory
So that everyone that suffers can tell his story
O, come back in like manner by the trumpet sound
Dead in Christ rise first
And for this water I thirst
Learning the song of the bow in the book of Jasher
O, can we but know fain and gladly
Willingly and madly
Back into Paran
O, must Martha feel it....
Ribald Revisited
11-27-16
O, fare sumptuously
Back into Eschol where grapes are sweet
All for Miriam as seventy elders dear the burden come
Oshea that had not such doubt in that I used to love to cry
But as of these days my tears have run dry
Remember the parable son as soon I'll be sky high
To discomfit and overthrow
To thaw and suppose for ribald and fringe
On your borders chestnote return...
Clogged Sink
11-27-16
In your afternoon
Knowing only what you heard
Admiring such a great sermon to inspire me again
It's all going to pot for deal and hin
As to heal ones sin of fine appearance
And of good quality
Samaritans come our way to bail us out this time
As the Lord is my portion of mine inheritance
Where my reigns instruct me in wee hour seasons
I really think that there's hope
As my goodness extends not to thee
Come the flush struggling in his pail
And an advocate to look through my mail....
11-27-16
Never do I care for what they do or say
Come a dearth in the land for truth
Where Jesus is the only big shot
For the elder and for the youth
Received up in glory
So that everyone that suffers can tell his story
O, come back in like manner by the trumpet sound
Dead in Christ rise first
And for this water I thirst
Learning the song of the bow in the book of Jasher
O, can we but know fain and gladly
Willingly and madly
Back into Paran
O, must Martha feel it....
Ribald Revisited
11-27-16
O, fare sumptuously
Back into Eschol where grapes are sweet
All for Miriam as seventy elders dear the burden come
Oshea that had not such doubt in that I used to love to cry
But as of these days my tears have run dry
Remember the parable son as soon I'll be sky high
To discomfit and overthrow
To thaw and suppose for ribald and fringe
On your borders chestnote return...
Clogged Sink
11-27-16
In your afternoon
Knowing only what you heard
Admiring such a great sermon to inspire me again
It's all going to pot for deal and hin
As to heal ones sin of fine appearance
And of good quality
Samaritans come our way to bail us out this time
As the Lord is my portion of mine inheritance
Where my reigns instruct me in wee hour seasons
I really think that there's hope
As my goodness extends not to thee
Come the flush struggling in his pail
And an advocate to look through my mail....
include everyone
Include Everyone
11-27-16
We are nothing more than servants
As to the game you stay a slave
And a poet for salvation ala mode
O, lift up the truth
How great is Diana of the Greeks
He is a God of order and the scholar still seeks
Where you fairly develop that relationship to the Word
O, include the church
Faulty in your prayers
Yes, include everyone
High in the effulgence
Symbolic of ethereal
Bosom O, still I roam
Of vast eradication
For polished chrome
"Don't wander off too far"
So she says.....
Received Up In Glory
11-27-16
Ministry
Manner master on the road to ruin
Calamity and disaster
Try to make the time pass faster
Get thee gone ye fools
But come on back to basics, roots and reality
By the One that comforts me
High resplendent aflame
For the lighthouse of truth
And a beauty even in the dark
Gospel not a peace pact
It's the ultimatum
O, post partum decanting
Our lions' share
Square and fair
To say that I've come quickly around
We too, good sound
Bring in the new.....
11-27-16
We are nothing more than servants
As to the game you stay a slave
And a poet for salvation ala mode
O, lift up the truth
How great is Diana of the Greeks
He is a God of order and the scholar still seeks
Where you fairly develop that relationship to the Word
O, include the church
Faulty in your prayers
Yes, include everyone
High in the effulgence
Symbolic of ethereal
Bosom O, still I roam
Of vast eradication
For polished chrome
"Don't wander off too far"
So she says.....
Received Up In Glory
11-27-16
Ministry
Manner master on the road to ruin
Calamity and disaster
Try to make the time pass faster
Get thee gone ye fools
But come on back to basics, roots and reality
By the One that comforts me
High resplendent aflame
For the lighthouse of truth
And a beauty even in the dark
Gospel not a peace pact
It's the ultimatum
O, post partum decanting
Our lions' share
Square and fair
To say that I've come quickly around
We too, good sound
Bring in the new.....
almsdeeds
Almsdeeds
11-27-16
Now thine almsdeeds are given
I'm your dream as to delirium we're driven
Sir, I have another trust
For the lust to return to the dust
Just who am I fooling
There's more in there than what the human eye can see
For these contaminants
I'm your dream as still compassion rules the game
God is manifested in the flesh
Made it again, praise God to obey instructions
And to take care of obstructions
God is alive somewhere and everywhere
As the keeper of all knowledge.....
No Rookie (Tough Cookie)
11-27-16
Doctrine is the glue that holds it together
Not for sniffing
As buildings don't make great churches
Quickly I subdue and succumb
To suffer for solemnity
A vow unto his own
Easy to get off focus
Easy to lose perspective
All things done decently and in order
Bible: not information but transformation
No striker, no brawler
Not a novice, not a rookie
She's one tough cookie
For Christ to be valued above all else
No more strangers but fellowcitizens
No more bondservants
But heirs of the promise....
11-27-16
Now thine almsdeeds are given
I'm your dream as to delirium we're driven
Sir, I have another trust
For the lust to return to the dust
Just who am I fooling
There's more in there than what the human eye can see
For these contaminants
I'm your dream as still compassion rules the game
God is manifested in the flesh
Made it again, praise God to obey instructions
And to take care of obstructions
God is alive somewhere and everywhere
As the keeper of all knowledge.....
No Rookie (Tough Cookie)
11-27-16
Doctrine is the glue that holds it together
Not for sniffing
As buildings don't make great churches
Quickly I subdue and succumb
To suffer for solemnity
A vow unto his own
Easy to get off focus
Easy to lose perspective
All things done decently and in order
Bible: not information but transformation
No striker, no brawler
Not a novice, not a rookie
She's one tough cookie
For Christ to be valued above all else
No more strangers but fellowcitizens
No more bondservants
But heirs of the promise....
we did
We Did
11-26-16
Clean clothes again
All but the sheets
Shamed and disillusioned
For pickled eggs and red beets
As one to survive in the dark three hours till sundown
Of supposed salaciousness
Phial of Cachous kissing comfits
Confound your consolation
So whispers a not so kind voice
O, language of Love and ray of hope
We emerge from all obscurity
And we have this right to choose the chaos
Out play art as thunder in our thoroughfare
Yes, we did....
Post Turkey Early Morning
11-27-16
To all that follow
Truth is hard to swallow
It won't be long braintipped lavishly
Another twenty in the offering plate
Ladylike, the muse
Over sluices pouring gushes
In a need of lightbulbs
Tomorrow deeming it implausible
Enter early morning coffee
Joy and blues through the hush of air
Like we just don't care
For turkeys, tenacity and trouble
Never mind the beard stubble
Come thou lost one
Take this just as you will...
11-26-16
Clean clothes again
All but the sheets
Shamed and disillusioned
For pickled eggs and red beets
As one to survive in the dark three hours till sundown
Of supposed salaciousness
Phial of Cachous kissing comfits
Confound your consolation
So whispers a not so kind voice
O, language of Love and ray of hope
We emerge from all obscurity
And we have this right to choose the chaos
Out play art as thunder in our thoroughfare
Yes, we did....
Post Turkey Early Morning
11-27-16
To all that follow
Truth is hard to swallow
It won't be long braintipped lavishly
Another twenty in the offering plate
Ladylike, the muse
Over sluices pouring gushes
In a need of lightbulbs
Tomorrow deeming it implausible
Enter early morning coffee
Joy and blues through the hush of air
Like we just don't care
For turkeys, tenacity and trouble
Never mind the beard stubble
Come thou lost one
Take this just as you will...
numbled
Numbled
11-26-16
Numbled in tattered terraces
Back into the city of York
East side
No trouble
Not even to look for
For dulcimers and comfort in memories
Cheer up it's only Saturday
Back into my studio in no need for silence
Of which really does not exist
To he whom is gifted much is required
Handing the mic over to good old Neil
I'm a survivor but of What!
In the circle of ignorance
That is no longer an option
Feathers fly all around the room
I need a new down coat
God knows
Beaming....
Stomach
11-26-16
O, sign of distinction
Like wine in extinction
Baby tonight, the apples and plot lines shared
For the cause of self edification
A stomach for courage
And grit in ones craw
Meaning as well our appetite
For agony and mistrust
In that which returns to dust
Come Junior professed
Permission, all hail, sweet poet
Do you remember me
O, enkindle this spirit in remembering me
Is it possible or even probable
Make thine distinctions
Good to hear from you
As music fills the empty places
Warm, bard, warm in here
And cold out there....
Glass House (On A Hill)
11-26-16
Used to be's never count anymore
Neil Diamond said this and many before him
O, come let us adore him
Over a thanksgiving dinner
I leave my monastery for consolation
To end up in a rock and roll church
Behind the shopping mall on the hill
A glass house of praise and cheer
Sounding better than the last go around
Prepare the nectar soon to yield deeply
Obliged by kind solicitations
It's a gamble but it's what I do
O, tip the joy and for those that follow
A sermon hard to swallow....
11-26-16
Numbled in tattered terraces
Back into the city of York
East side
No trouble
Not even to look for
For dulcimers and comfort in memories
Cheer up it's only Saturday
Back into my studio in no need for silence
Of which really does not exist
To he whom is gifted much is required
Handing the mic over to good old Neil
I'm a survivor but of What!
In the circle of ignorance
That is no longer an option
Feathers fly all around the room
I need a new down coat
God knows
Beaming....
Stomach
11-26-16
O, sign of distinction
Like wine in extinction
Baby tonight, the apples and plot lines shared
For the cause of self edification
A stomach for courage
And grit in ones craw
Meaning as well our appetite
For agony and mistrust
In that which returns to dust
Come Junior professed
Permission, all hail, sweet poet
Do you remember me
O, enkindle this spirit in remembering me
Is it possible or even probable
Make thine distinctions
Good to hear from you
As music fills the empty places
Warm, bard, warm in here
And cold out there....
Glass House (On A Hill)
11-26-16
Used to be's never count anymore
Neil Diamond said this and many before him
O, come let us adore him
Over a thanksgiving dinner
I leave my monastery for consolation
To end up in a rock and roll church
Behind the shopping mall on the hill
A glass house of praise and cheer
Sounding better than the last go around
Prepare the nectar soon to yield deeply
Obliged by kind solicitations
It's a gamble but it's what I do
O, tip the joy and for those that follow
A sermon hard to swallow....
Thursday, December 29, 2016
good leg
Good Leg Forward
11-26-16
Good leg corrupted
Put one foot forward first
For the new appreciation
For a ride back home
Such a first landing not so easy
This time around
After all some showbiz
I hit the jackpot with pie for free
For late expletives
Standing in the shadows of my sorrow
Today can be as a Rose between thorns
Cool and glacious in octave to gyve them
Fast and warm
Jim jam and jokes about brick-alley
Somewhere down in Baltimore
Go Ravens, twas idle dreaming
God bless Shaw!
Late Expletive
11-26-16
Wouldn't it be nice
Another Beach Boys song stuck in my head
Again not really comprehending
The trial I thank God for
To get some grit in my craw
O, mystify
O, melancholy
O, melodrama
The friction that gives us traction for nought
Leaves in murmur tipping her tepping pores dilate
Take it all in
Deeply obliged
O, mortal imperfect
A new way of looking at life
All for five wits
I will not call it quits....
11-26-16
Good leg corrupted
Put one foot forward first
For the new appreciation
For a ride back home
Such a first landing not so easy
This time around
After all some showbiz
I hit the jackpot with pie for free
For late expletives
Standing in the shadows of my sorrow
Today can be as a Rose between thorns
Cool and glacious in octave to gyve them
Fast and warm
Jim jam and jokes about brick-alley
Somewhere down in Baltimore
Go Ravens, twas idle dreaming
God bless Shaw!
Late Expletive
11-26-16
Wouldn't it be nice
Another Beach Boys song stuck in my head
Again not really comprehending
The trial I thank God for
To get some grit in my craw
O, mystify
O, melancholy
O, melodrama
The friction that gives us traction for nought
Leaves in murmur tipping her tepping pores dilate
Take it all in
Deeply obliged
O, mortal imperfect
A new way of looking at life
All for five wits
I will not call it quits....
mio squardo
Mio Sguardo
11-26-16
Mio Sguardo, Cowley sang
I can see the harbor lights
Departing lucid in my laughter
Still in here in the hereafter
The fourth time was the charm
From the rocky shores of Lake Erie
Tenderly bloom is ones destiny
For the veil to one departing, piano again
Cowley it is
And Oscar Wilde for the throe
O, Mavericks meandering on the bottom of Moab
Geronimo
Where I always stop for assistance
All hail, sweet poet....
Still Disheveled
11-26-16
Life is such a crazy dance
Go to the prom alone and take that chance
Come Home, Others, Ministry, and Extras
Like one in her third widowhood
In San Francisco
There's more to truth than what the human eye can see
O, Lord how I loved to roam
Cold that makes one bold
All for our pilot
Van, the man
Where our souls are clean
All for chocolate raspberry coffee
One step out from that living riverbank
Her veil aware as still so much more I crave
First landing easy
Better is the end of a thing....
Zero Messages
11-26-16
Probably got a dungload of new messages
In fact no news is good news
I had to check, a wee bit obsessive
For the cold that makes one bold
Climbing into my fruit basket
Banana am I
Down to the cathedrals
Of their beauty in all decorum
Behind the sun for mountains and mist
Deep is the way to go
High is the place to climb
Never mind the whipped cream
Eu de nil mina tankards
Two her pinnacles as we re-upped
Going back down there to meet you
He grows it well too.....
11-26-16
Mio Sguardo, Cowley sang
I can see the harbor lights
Departing lucid in my laughter
Still in here in the hereafter
The fourth time was the charm
From the rocky shores of Lake Erie
Tenderly bloom is ones destiny
For the veil to one departing, piano again
Cowley it is
And Oscar Wilde for the throe
O, Mavericks meandering on the bottom of Moab
Geronimo
Where I always stop for assistance
All hail, sweet poet....
Still Disheveled
11-26-16
Life is such a crazy dance
Go to the prom alone and take that chance
Come Home, Others, Ministry, and Extras
Like one in her third widowhood
In San Francisco
There's more to truth than what the human eye can see
O, Lord how I loved to roam
Cold that makes one bold
All for our pilot
Van, the man
Where our souls are clean
All for chocolate raspberry coffee
One step out from that living riverbank
Her veil aware as still so much more I crave
First landing easy
Better is the end of a thing....
Zero Messages
11-26-16
Probably got a dungload of new messages
In fact no news is good news
I had to check, a wee bit obsessive
For the cold that makes one bold
Climbing into my fruit basket
Banana am I
Down to the cathedrals
Of their beauty in all decorum
Behind the sun for mountains and mist
Deep is the way to go
High is the place to climb
Never mind the whipped cream
Eu de nil mina tankards
Two her pinnacles as we re-upped
Going back down there to meet you
He grows it well too.....
begad
Begad
11-23-16
Eleven million gallons of water a day
O, smite the rock all along the narrow way
Interceding for all intercessors
Jews so wonder
Blot me not out of the book of life
As well for Nephew, Lot
And all that we've got
Tonight we will understand the oneness
How can I bear your burden if I can barely bear my own
O, hedge of thorns we are still doing fine
Talk about it tonight
Praying for each other's understanding
Of one another, Amen!
Yes, begad....
At Nebo
11-23-16
Pined in the depth of ocean shadow
Defend one not worthy of this defense
Send a letter in the present tense
That makes more sense
As trees to represent souls
And roots that reach deep
At last I am on board
And this time I don't need that extra sleep
Play it in the original key
And you be you and I'll be me
Come her veil to one departing
It would be wise to put in a bookmark
And move on to what really matters.....
Survived Thanksgiving
11-26-16
For sure my dancing days have just begun
God bless sister Kelley
Even in reality cold
But more of the course
I am myself as well
Home to my cat and coffee
Getting back to something simple
In money grubbing
They're already telling me to take it easy
And this as such where life is a conversation
Between flesh and Spirit
O, hedge of thorns
By thine mine security
Holding my Lydiahand
Where Abraham intervened
Going down to the end of the line...
11-23-16
Eleven million gallons of water a day
O, smite the rock all along the narrow way
Interceding for all intercessors
Jews so wonder
Blot me not out of the book of life
As well for Nephew, Lot
And all that we've got
Tonight we will understand the oneness
How can I bear your burden if I can barely bear my own
O, hedge of thorns we are still doing fine
Talk about it tonight
Praying for each other's understanding
Of one another, Amen!
Yes, begad....
At Nebo
11-23-16
Pined in the depth of ocean shadow
Defend one not worthy of this defense
Send a letter in the present tense
That makes more sense
As trees to represent souls
And roots that reach deep
At last I am on board
And this time I don't need that extra sleep
Play it in the original key
And you be you and I'll be me
Come her veil to one departing
It would be wise to put in a bookmark
And move on to what really matters.....
Survived Thanksgiving
11-26-16
For sure my dancing days have just begun
God bless sister Kelley
Even in reality cold
But more of the course
I am myself as well
Home to my cat and coffee
Getting back to something simple
In money grubbing
They're already telling me to take it easy
And this as such where life is a conversation
Between flesh and Spirit
O, hedge of thorns
By thine mine security
Holding my Lydiahand
Where Abraham intervened
Going down to the end of the line...
increase
Increase
11-23-16
Trying of your faith works patience
But it doesn't mean to stop asking
For it is all in the game
Beginning of faith is the end of ado
As we know it
Make it real one more time again
Faith must be exercised
I don't want to be an unsung hero
So I keep putting it out there until I pass on through
Bit rusty O, she is
That's what gives him the base barreltone
For instance, eunuchs find it too
The love of Christ so constrains us
So come running in hopes to finish the course
The right way this time around.....
Ode For The Noble Soul
11-23-16
O, faith continue
Oh, love increase
O, portal, immortal
She gives me something I cannot but fathom
Jubilee on golden bells for you and me
The enemy wants you to think that it's all in vain
God give me composition in times insane
When you succeed give God the glory
Take this time and use it for this
O, haunts as well as taunts
Let's go there again!
Ardent soul, care not for tomorrow
Calvary's love can heal the spirit
This is the answer to all of my prayers
Love them and make it work...
Take The Time
11-23-16
Up to Mount Nebo
Facing our full force
Gale lifted up again
Never mind the dietary laws
Eating junkfood is better than nothing at all
Back up upon Mount Sinai
Sins atoned and heaven gained
Inside of you a love that loved enough to die
Don't wish to think of it as suicide
Buy your books and study music
Take up the old dream and follow your nose
Moses thought he wasn't coming back
Love will save you if you follow
Come with me to Mitchom
Where Moses bargains with a beautiful vision.....
11-23-16
Trying of your faith works patience
But it doesn't mean to stop asking
For it is all in the game
Beginning of faith is the end of ado
As we know it
Make it real one more time again
Faith must be exercised
I don't want to be an unsung hero
So I keep putting it out there until I pass on through
Bit rusty O, she is
That's what gives him the base barreltone
For instance, eunuchs find it too
The love of Christ so constrains us
So come running in hopes to finish the course
The right way this time around.....
Ode For The Noble Soul
11-23-16
O, faith continue
Oh, love increase
O, portal, immortal
She gives me something I cannot but fathom
Jubilee on golden bells for you and me
The enemy wants you to think that it's all in vain
God give me composition in times insane
When you succeed give God the glory
Take this time and use it for this
O, haunts as well as taunts
Let's go there again!
Ardent soul, care not for tomorrow
Calvary's love can heal the spirit
This is the answer to all of my prayers
Love them and make it work...
Take The Time
11-23-16
Up to Mount Nebo
Facing our full force
Gale lifted up again
Never mind the dietary laws
Eating junkfood is better than nothing at all
Back up upon Mount Sinai
Sins atoned and heaven gained
Inside of you a love that loved enough to die
Don't wish to think of it as suicide
Buy your books and study music
Take up the old dream and follow your nose
Moses thought he wasn't coming back
Love will save you if you follow
Come with me to Mitchom
Where Moses bargains with a beautiful vision.....
Thursday, December 22, 2016
one of twelve
One Of Twelve
11-23-16
It is the kingdom of you
That God works on
Great ale and choice stew
As in sleep soon to stifle off the yawn
Serving uncovered dishes
Open up your heart
Ward ate steak instead
For faith to carry on back to the mystery
If I know it such would not be as such
O, spirits above and pundits below
O, such is love
To just take it slow
O, rejected stone
Moses smote it twice
And he lost what he could have had
As well as for Socrates and Plato
And everyone whom is of the tribe
Looking upon the world anew.....
On First Thessalonians 3:9
11-23-16
Be not conformed to this world
But be thou warmed
In the shelter from the elements
Not to measure sincerity
In this separation from all that is nought
Far away from home
Bursting our Tympanum
Rejoice is the choice for blessing at random
Put off the old man with his deeds
And see to each others' needs
Thessalonica was a great church
But we could have done better
Gold by bronze seen with iron and clay
In those beautiful feet....
Row In Love
11-23-16
Drank cool stout
What is this fool all about
But to thank even the doubt
Marching to the beat of a different drum
A heart that wins souls is wise
Take this as you will
The best is yet to come
A faith that cannot be tested
Cannot be trusted
Taking some time on my own
Making plans for my getaway
I will return in joy
God willing
The empires all return to the dust
Sitting up on my acclivity
Where the mist rolls over my head
It just might do me some good....
11-23-16
It is the kingdom of you
That God works on
Great ale and choice stew
As in sleep soon to stifle off the yawn
Serving uncovered dishes
Open up your heart
Ward ate steak instead
For faith to carry on back to the mystery
If I know it such would not be as such
O, spirits above and pundits below
O, such is love
To just take it slow
O, rejected stone
Moses smote it twice
And he lost what he could have had
As well as for Socrates and Plato
And everyone whom is of the tribe
Looking upon the world anew.....
On First Thessalonians 3:9
11-23-16
Be not conformed to this world
But be thou warmed
In the shelter from the elements
Not to measure sincerity
In this separation from all that is nought
Far away from home
Bursting our Tympanum
Rejoice is the choice for blessing at random
Put off the old man with his deeds
And see to each others' needs
Thessalonica was a great church
But we could have done better
Gold by bronze seen with iron and clay
In those beautiful feet....
Row In Love
11-23-16
Drank cool stout
What is this fool all about
But to thank even the doubt
Marching to the beat of a different drum
A heart that wins souls is wise
Take this as you will
The best is yet to come
A faith that cannot be tested
Cannot be trusted
Taking some time on my own
Making plans for my getaway
I will return in joy
God willing
The empires all return to the dust
Sitting up on my acclivity
Where the mist rolls over my head
It just might do me some good....
drummajor
Drummajor
11-23-16
In the motionless calm
Yet still and sound
Looking for the other books written by Ezra Pound
At Mount Nebo Moses shows kindness and I'll be around
Go into all the world and tell them like it is
Just as it is
For the noble soul, the palate grows lustier
By cougar hats and boleros
Moses dies in Moab
Defeating our own kingdoms
On the mountain surveying the nations
Go unto all the world
And speak what is in your heart....
Buxom Lasse
11-23-16
You can't walk it for me
But still I appreciate your support
Promenade, streetlight
Do I still know such emotion
As a body still in motion
Yet to row my yacht in the water
Watch the fish cutting liverslices
O, salty above funky as you want to be
It's the message and not the man
We are to climb in victory
We know before it has begun
We need to earn it the right way
By changing the rules
Cannot defeat the kingdoms
Until you defeat yourself
As sparks short-lived
Claiming another privilege
O, buxom Lasse....
11-23-16
In the motionless calm
Yet still and sound
Looking for the other books written by Ezra Pound
At Mount Nebo Moses shows kindness and I'll be around
Go into all the world and tell them like it is
Just as it is
For the noble soul, the palate grows lustier
By cougar hats and boleros
Moses dies in Moab
Defeating our own kingdoms
On the mountain surveying the nations
Go unto all the world
And speak what is in your heart....
Buxom Lasse
11-23-16
You can't walk it for me
But still I appreciate your support
Promenade, streetlight
Do I still know such emotion
As a body still in motion
Yet to row my yacht in the water
Watch the fish cutting liverslices
O, salty above funky as you want to be
It's the message and not the man
We are to climb in victory
We know before it has begun
We need to earn it the right way
By changing the rules
Cannot defeat the kingdoms
Until you defeat yourself
As sparks short-lived
Claiming another privilege
O, buxom Lasse....
Wednesday, December 21, 2016
lukewarm
Thou Art Lukewarm
11-23-16
Water underneath the bridge
Where we are all dying
Base not success on doctrine
Where the devil is lying
Ephraim mixed with other ethnic groups
Come parallels of Israel
To the Americas now and then
For how to count to ten
Sometimes the word might seem bleak
But we must still diligently seek
Way behind the shady trees
Dark words and sad commentaries
In starting a new life finding it sweet to the soul
Doctor Rushing was filling in
O, harmony anew and grey hairs spiritually
This is heavy.....
Hard Browed
11-23-16
Losing our sensitivity
Taking a beating makes one hard browed and stiffnecked
Turned aside by our Delilah and two hours to spare
Given eye salve to see it up close
Admit the condition in Kingscomtown
Confess all iniquities in Memphis
We lose our testimony in filth ridden vice
You are my sunshine
Second pot of coffee not wise
Not even in my own eyes
I would have believed in myself at the chime of ten
Our one ring that we still covet
Yet to burst the tympanum
This is heavy...
Plumy Blast
11-23-16
No use in playing it safe
When you know the danger
Just like honey from a bee
Where tears dry up
Yes, I blow it in such indifference
For a cake not turned, not balanced
Well you know she's alright with me
But not to mix and mingle with those who take advantage
Puffing a pungent plumy blast
Watering barren lands with ones tears
No use in playing it safe
Guinness shirt, no longer public
Come nutty gizzards....
11-23-16
Water underneath the bridge
Where we are all dying
Base not success on doctrine
Where the devil is lying
Ephraim mixed with other ethnic groups
Come parallels of Israel
To the Americas now and then
For how to count to ten
Sometimes the word might seem bleak
But we must still diligently seek
Way behind the shady trees
Dark words and sad commentaries
In starting a new life finding it sweet to the soul
Doctor Rushing was filling in
O, harmony anew and grey hairs spiritually
This is heavy.....
Hard Browed
11-23-16
Losing our sensitivity
Taking a beating makes one hard browed and stiffnecked
Turned aside by our Delilah and two hours to spare
Given eye salve to see it up close
Admit the condition in Kingscomtown
Confess all iniquities in Memphis
We lose our testimony in filth ridden vice
You are my sunshine
Second pot of coffee not wise
Not even in my own eyes
I would have believed in myself at the chime of ten
Our one ring that we still covet
Yet to burst the tympanum
This is heavy...
Plumy Blast
11-23-16
No use in playing it safe
When you know the danger
Just like honey from a bee
Where tears dry up
Yes, I blow it in such indifference
For a cake not turned, not balanced
Well you know she's alright with me
But not to mix and mingle with those who take advantage
Puffing a pungent plumy blast
Watering barren lands with ones tears
No use in playing it safe
Guinness shirt, no longer public
Come nutty gizzards....
backslidden
Backslidden (But I Can Always Return)
11-23-16
I've gotten away from my bible
I admit
To take to artists more contemporary
And I can always go back to it
Sliding the chalice brisk away
We're going to dance
See the skill
Stand and speak in strength
Travelling north with Sister
Hello, Leonardo
In my light sob of breath
Such is life and death
Burning incense with Jeroboam
The man identifies with the word
With a small bouquet
I'll get back in there
The mule did not run away from the lion
When tis that which it should be....
Cake Not Turned
11-23-16
Flashing and receding
Lashing to the skin to begin the bleeding
I will survive and enjoy it
It's a little thing, babe
Change is a wonderful game
For the first time in weeks
Gone good returning
Better for the symposium
Where preachers have protection
Suited in their armor
Lots of Jezebels in strange congregations
The best is yet to come
Like winding it up
The man of God gets alone
For quality prayer time
Safe with writing poetry
To celebrate the man that I become
I will survive
Even from the rock of Gibraltar....
11-23-16
I've gotten away from my bible
I admit
To take to artists more contemporary
And I can always go back to it
Sliding the chalice brisk away
We're going to dance
See the skill
Stand and speak in strength
Travelling north with Sister
Hello, Leonardo
In my light sob of breath
Such is life and death
Burning incense with Jeroboam
The man identifies with the word
With a small bouquet
I'll get back in there
The mule did not run away from the lion
When tis that which it should be....
Cake Not Turned
11-23-16
Flashing and receding
Lashing to the skin to begin the bleeding
I will survive and enjoy it
It's a little thing, babe
Change is a wonderful game
For the first time in weeks
Gone good returning
Better for the symposium
Where preachers have protection
Suited in their armor
Lots of Jezebels in strange congregations
The best is yet to come
Like winding it up
The man of God gets alone
For quality prayer time
Safe with writing poetry
To celebrate the man that I become
I will survive
Even from the rock of Gibraltar....
symposium
Second Time Around (Symposium)
11-23-16
Second time around
No angel hither
That's the muse
Overlooking to sea of Galilee
Later in life you might consider it
And find that it is all loving
For love and war God be with times gone
By iron with sunnier clay
Consider the feet of the statue
Having some value
Spin the wheel and roll the dice
Published in my twenty-thirteen journal
In such a way that it doesn't go public
And pre-law night schools
In dreams of returning
Yes, a bottle of cider
One more time for the brilliant ide
All for the symposium may we see....
Draw Another Card
11-28-16
In a story about a search
And to be it all over
And get what I missed on the first go around
To find it and use it, pray for this hard
And draw another card
Yes, I will
The cause has been slandered with libel
When everyone has a different take on the Bible
Speak up for what is right
Touch my lips with your burning ember of coal
Come on and give us a little diddy
Leaving falsehood far behind
He that roves or at least stands upright
Languishing in mediocrity
Given strength to win the battle....
11-23-16
Second time around
No angel hither
That's the muse
Overlooking to sea of Galilee
Later in life you might consider it
And find that it is all loving
For love and war God be with times gone
By iron with sunnier clay
Consider the feet of the statue
Having some value
Spin the wheel and roll the dice
Published in my twenty-thirteen journal
In such a way that it doesn't go public
And pre-law night schools
In dreams of returning
Yes, a bottle of cider
One more time for the brilliant ide
All for the symposium may we see....
Draw Another Card
11-28-16
In a story about a search
And to be it all over
And get what I missed on the first go around
To find it and use it, pray for this hard
And draw another card
Yes, I will
The cause has been slandered with libel
When everyone has a different take on the Bible
Speak up for what is right
Touch my lips with your burning ember of coal
Come on and give us a little diddy
Leaving falsehood far behind
He that roves or at least stands upright
Languishing in mediocrity
Given strength to win the battle....
Goodyer
Goodyer
11-23-16
Shechem then Penuel
And inarticulate speech
Sounds enunciated for Rehoboam
Their next king, a soul in wonder
To hate every false way
If there is such a thing
Finding it faltering
Quavering the chords
Fortune and fate
He yet requests and wants
Sometimes it's heavier than sin
Abiding in tangerines eating her rind
For mental acuteness
Much Omega three
Unless I am mistaken
As a soul in wonder
At Renoir posing for selfies
For the cause of Goodyer....
Apply Your Makeup
11-23-16
In the third year of Belshazzar
They help me write my composition
Down to the bench thrice more
God has a way of intervening
As Daniel is touched and strengthened
Go to the ant, thou sluggard
As it is written in Proverbs six six
When commendable are all the colors of our prism
Under sky deep azure and for precious agate
Everyone has been endowed
Given skill and understanding
Lifted up again
Every part of the body has its purpose and plan
In the God that made it.....
11-23-16
Shechem then Penuel
And inarticulate speech
Sounds enunciated for Rehoboam
Their next king, a soul in wonder
To hate every false way
If there is such a thing
Finding it faltering
Quavering the chords
Fortune and fate
He yet requests and wants
Sometimes it's heavier than sin
Abiding in tangerines eating her rind
For mental acuteness
Much Omega three
Unless I am mistaken
As a soul in wonder
At Renoir posing for selfies
For the cause of Goodyer....
Apply Your Makeup
11-23-16
In the third year of Belshazzar
They help me write my composition
Down to the bench thrice more
God has a way of intervening
As Daniel is touched and strengthened
Go to the ant, thou sluggard
As it is written in Proverbs six six
When commendable are all the colors of our prism
Under sky deep azure and for precious agate
Everyone has been endowed
Given skill and understanding
Lifted up again
Every part of the body has its purpose and plan
In the God that made it.....
Saturday, December 17, 2016
perpetuity
Perpetuity
11-23-16
Change not what you believe in
In the middle of the skirmish
In all divine perpetuity
Give it another try
And do it till you die
The self that is the me
I love dearly and sole at for he and all
For five go on!
Sonnez!
Out of earshot
Lover of soul
It took the blood to say when
Where rangers rise readily
Roughing it we fight our besetting sin
As long as we live
King Solomon loved strange women
And I love my arsenic
A good soldier too
Milady....
Into Throttle
11-23-16
All hail, sweet poet and bitter actor
Consider the factor and shift the gears of your traitor
Enkindle the Spirit and press onward
Ninety-five percent platinum
Best value in Dublin
Riche led on as I rejoice at dawn
Clear from the incarnation of visible exhalations
Fashionable and meticulous
Decide that nothing will offend you
And triumph in sharing key ideas
Where seeds of finer arts are often sown....
Trick Stick (Ryebloom)
11-27-16
Offering a trip stick
Handing over your trick stick
Rich street of hope
And a place in my heart
Keep moving on even while in pain
In the building of castles in Spain
Upon her tender elegiac string
I still will in joy and madness do my thing
For Adam's apple proofing for him
The solution is to love
The law of love itself
Plus and minus
Let the fruit ripen by Ryebloom flowered gasping
At each stretch not offered and great peace
Starting within reach
Waiting in the breach....
11-23-16
Change not what you believe in
In the middle of the skirmish
In all divine perpetuity
Give it another try
And do it till you die
The self that is the me
I love dearly and sole at for he and all
For five go on!
Sonnez!
Out of earshot
Lover of soul
It took the blood to say when
Where rangers rise readily
Roughing it we fight our besetting sin
As long as we live
King Solomon loved strange women
And I love my arsenic
A good soldier too
Milady....
Into Throttle
11-23-16
All hail, sweet poet and bitter actor
Consider the factor and shift the gears of your traitor
Enkindle the Spirit and press onward
Ninety-five percent platinum
Best value in Dublin
Riche led on as I rejoice at dawn
Clear from the incarnation of visible exhalations
Fashionable and meticulous
Decide that nothing will offend you
And triumph in sharing key ideas
Where seeds of finer arts are often sown....
Trick Stick (Ryebloom)
11-27-16
Offering a trip stick
Handing over your trick stick
Rich street of hope
And a place in my heart
Keep moving on even while in pain
In the building of castles in Spain
Upon her tender elegiac string
I still will in joy and madness do my thing
For Adam's apple proofing for him
The solution is to love
The law of love itself
Plus and minus
Let the fruit ripen by Ryebloom flowered gasping
At each stretch not offered and great peace
Starting within reach
Waiting in the breach....
Goulding
Goulding
11-23-16
Quitters never win
Spitters always sin
Take me down to the burning ground
Life, job, church, ministry and calling
A life I never led
Choose your course carefully
As habits choose your future
I finished my course
So I would like to say when I arrive
Though no use for poetry right back to me
Reaching high to take the flagon
If you're breathing God can use you
Keep your guard up yet lower your defenses
To floral lips did lie!
Curve Ball
11-23-16
Trials, wow
Tribulations, Alas
Pounding Shewsbury sloe
A conflict every day that you live for
Our vicarious suffering
Looking out for them sometimes
Spreading myself too thin
Up and at it again
Be certain
The cause is well worth your every effort
And it is O, Tokyo Rose
God knows in his vicarious suffering unto us
Just take it
Finish and hit God's curveball
Lets you know he's still involved
I too was just.....
11-23-16
Quitters never win
Spitters always sin
Take me down to the burning ground
Life, job, church, ministry and calling
A life I never led
Choose your course carefully
As habits choose your future
I finished my course
So I would like to say when I arrive
Though no use for poetry right back to me
Reaching high to take the flagon
If you're breathing God can use you
Keep your guard up yet lower your defenses
To floral lips did lie!
Curve Ball
11-23-16
Trials, wow
Tribulations, Alas
Pounding Shewsbury sloe
A conflict every day that you live for
Our vicarious suffering
Looking out for them sometimes
Spreading myself too thin
Up and at it again
Be certain
The cause is well worth your every effort
And it is O, Tokyo Rose
God knows in his vicarious suffering unto us
Just take it
Finish and hit God's curveball
Lets you know he's still involved
I too was just.....
incriminating
Incriminating
11-23-16
For though to us it seems incriminating
Criticizing our best intentions
Why am I hiding behind all of these whys
Feel the rhythm of the sea and sail on
You'll hear many lies in the dark
Just the way you like it
To dance to the song of eternity
Fire in my bosom
I have another trust
That returns to dust
You and your crying softly
Do O, Sonnez
Quavering tone clerks
I'm crazy about the music
Jesus is more than life to me
Yet to march sixty-three miles to freedom
Find goods in small panels.....
Adam's Apple
11-23-16
Fortune he wished
Call it higher power
I'm walking while writing
Err ye to the end
For this blessed assurance
I am ready to be offered up
O, forever praise
Purchased by the blood
Serving the spuds in our freedom
Asking blazes in our latest crazes
In the month of Abib
Finishing the ordeal
Diminishing all that appears to be real
Only two places, finish or quit
We endure until the end for the escape plan
Some are rescued for the me that needs acceptance
First and most of all
Dealing from her jar
A feeling from afar....
11-23-16
For though to us it seems incriminating
Criticizing our best intentions
Why am I hiding behind all of these whys
Feel the rhythm of the sea and sail on
You'll hear many lies in the dark
Just the way you like it
To dance to the song of eternity
Fire in my bosom
I have another trust
That returns to dust
You and your crying softly
Do O, Sonnez
Quavering tone clerks
I'm crazy about the music
Jesus is more than life to me
Yet to march sixty-three miles to freedom
Find goods in small panels.....
Adam's Apple
11-23-16
Fortune he wished
Call it higher power
I'm walking while writing
Err ye to the end
For this blessed assurance
I am ready to be offered up
O, forever praise
Purchased by the blood
Serving the spuds in our freedom
Asking blazes in our latest crazes
In the month of Abib
Finishing the ordeal
Diminishing all that appears to be real
Only two places, finish or quit
We endure until the end for the escape plan
Some are rescued for the me that needs acceptance
First and most of all
Dealing from her jar
A feeling from afar....
questions
Questions At High Noon
11-6-16
Questions at high noon
I'll need another fix soon
So friend, have we to draw another hand from the stack
Yes, it's another flaming crazy study on my love seat
For unfurnished circumstance amazed and perplexed
Astonished and by loving people quite vexed
For Cretans and Arabs
She asks how do I see through all of this hair
And I say I just do
Decius well urged and iniquity purged
For Phrygia and Pamphylia
I'll be there tonight
Oftener as chief
There was known unfinished feeling
Of wellness and healing....
Split The Lark
11-7-16
How are you, my friend
How do you want it for a new beginning in the end
In all the letters we sent
Major moves all for you
And I to pretend in a leisure of this pleasure
To criticize our best intentions
Paving the roads to perdition
From Libya to Cyrene
You might just see what I mean
Come unleavened grasp our appellation of the sum
As well as the difference of my remaining run
Split the lark and you will find cacophonous melody
I will pour out my spirit and they shall prophesy
To loose the flood....
Next Puff
11-7-16
O, finished feeling
Felt at tombs staring at the ceiling praying for their wounds
Like days of old in breeze untold
Give ear for twilight time
Have not fear to write another trite rhyme
Your old men shall dream
And your young men shall see visions
For no more of such indecisions
It's the stuff in my next puff
At peace at last
Ask me about it
And pass into Cappadocia
I pour out my Spirit
Before the coming of my awesome day
So it will be just as it is
It's the stuff for my next puff....
11-6-16
Questions at high noon
I'll need another fix soon
So friend, have we to draw another hand from the stack
Yes, it's another flaming crazy study on my love seat
For unfurnished circumstance amazed and perplexed
Astonished and by loving people quite vexed
For Cretans and Arabs
She asks how do I see through all of this hair
And I say I just do
Decius well urged and iniquity purged
For Phrygia and Pamphylia
I'll be there tonight
Oftener as chief
There was known unfinished feeling
Of wellness and healing....
Split The Lark
11-7-16
How are you, my friend
How do you want it for a new beginning in the end
In all the letters we sent
Major moves all for you
And I to pretend in a leisure of this pleasure
To criticize our best intentions
Paving the roads to perdition
From Libya to Cyrene
You might just see what I mean
Come unleavened grasp our appellation of the sum
As well as the difference of my remaining run
Split the lark and you will find cacophonous melody
I will pour out my spirit and they shall prophesy
To loose the flood....
Next Puff
11-7-16
O, finished feeling
Felt at tombs staring at the ceiling praying for their wounds
Like days of old in breeze untold
Give ear for twilight time
Have not fear to write another trite rhyme
Your old men shall dream
And your young men shall see visions
For no more of such indecisions
It's the stuff in my next puff
At peace at last
Ask me about it
And pass into Cappadocia
I pour out my Spirit
Before the coming of my awesome day
So it will be just as it is
It's the stuff for my next puff....
Thomas
Thomas (Not A Skeptic)
11-6-16
On the climatic roller coaster it was fun
But now it's just a snapshot of history
And a moment to savor
If others want to see it
Playing the seventy-nine archive
Of the early stuff of middle aged Hank
Sufficient to himself
Give glory to the dinosaur
Developing luster enabled to infer
Come modern day icebergs off the coast of Greenland
At six degrees Celsius
Where's the door?
For Thomas and Philip
Filling your thermos
To fill up and make her hot and sweet
Thrice more
Here it is!
Light Is Sufficient
11-6-16
Light is sufficient to itself
By two advents
And our summary of our Old Testament overview
They cast their lots becoming as guides to the blind
Here it is!
Don't take it for granted
As I tend to feel so brave
In having a brother over
For a shorter fate and uncertain grasp
For adder and asp
Often chiefest just because
A wilderness of size
These are the chances we take
They are full of new wine
As a metaphor of the filling of the Spirit
Let's have him over for the engrafted love meant to be
Never fear it...
There I Am (Here It Is)
11-6-16
O, grasp of sum uncertain
Don't bother drawing the curtain
For inheritors upon a tenor
Our prize by death's bold exhibition
Here it is!
And there I am
Hey, baby I need you
Looking for something more to drink
So I can solve the whole mystery
As what I feel comes from what I think
In snapshots of nostalgic history
In parts of Libya adjoining Cyrene
Take a break so says a brother
And I do just that
Here it is and there I am
Mellow and pink.....
11-6-16
On the climatic roller coaster it was fun
But now it's just a snapshot of history
And a moment to savor
If others want to see it
Playing the seventy-nine archive
Of the early stuff of middle aged Hank
Sufficient to himself
Give glory to the dinosaur
Developing luster enabled to infer
Come modern day icebergs off the coast of Greenland
At six degrees Celsius
Where's the door?
For Thomas and Philip
Filling your thermos
To fill up and make her hot and sweet
Thrice more
Here it is!
Light Is Sufficient
11-6-16
Light is sufficient to itself
By two advents
And our summary of our Old Testament overview
They cast their lots becoming as guides to the blind
Here it is!
Don't take it for granted
As I tend to feel so brave
In having a brother over
For a shorter fate and uncertain grasp
For adder and asp
Often chiefest just because
A wilderness of size
These are the chances we take
They are full of new wine
As a metaphor of the filling of the Spirit
Let's have him over for the engrafted love meant to be
Never fear it...
There I Am (Here It Is)
11-6-16
O, grasp of sum uncertain
Don't bother drawing the curtain
For inheritors upon a tenor
Our prize by death's bold exhibition
Here it is!
And there I am
Hey, baby I need you
Looking for something more to drink
So I can solve the whole mystery
As what I feel comes from what I think
In snapshots of nostalgic history
In parts of Libya adjoining Cyrene
Take a break so says a brother
And I do just that
Here it is and there I am
Mellow and pink.....
Friday, December 16, 2016
office
His Office (Let Another Take)
11-6-16
It is magic
Such is wonderland
O, what another afternoon of rhyming
Selling angel truths for nothing at all
But the glory that will follow
Falling headlong
Those that can hear this song
For tunes, our songs of victory
Just take it on how you're meant to
I went down to the river to see her overflow
I can almost feel it
I go before you always
Surprisingly let his dwelling be desolate
And his bishopric let another take
That's right baby, shake that thing
Drumming here still looking for a beat....
On Acts 1:7
11-6-16
I felt up to singing
Even if I did not know the song by heart
I love her twice in one
Even when I think I'm out of key
Both so well knew me
Whom I'm the one that knows heaven at this moment
Treat us more than as malicious on Golf Shore Road
In a dream of travels
It is not for you to know the times and seasons
As the day of Pentecost is fully come
The deceiver doesn't want us to be numb
I asked God to cure me and He said no
And I'm still searching for this crescendo
As absence disembodies as does death....
11-6-16
It is magic
Such is wonderland
O, what another afternoon of rhyming
Selling angel truths for nothing at all
But the glory that will follow
Falling headlong
Those that can hear this song
For tunes, our songs of victory
Just take it on how you're meant to
I went down to the river to see her overflow
I can almost feel it
I go before you always
Surprisingly let his dwelling be desolate
And his bishopric let another take
That's right baby, shake that thing
Drumming here still looking for a beat....
On Acts 1:7
11-6-16
I felt up to singing
Even if I did not know the song by heart
I love her twice in one
Even when I think I'm out of key
Both so well knew me
Whom I'm the one that knows heaven at this moment
Treat us more than as malicious on Golf Shore Road
In a dream of travels
It is not for you to know the times and seasons
As the day of Pentecost is fully come
The deceiver doesn't want us to be numb
I asked God to cure me and He said no
And I'm still searching for this crescendo
As absence disembodies as does death....
impact
Impact (Eminent)
11-6-16
Another miracle to live for
In mighty oaks to make the paper
To roll my own smokes
And words to make it look so kind
Where strength is hard to find yet neither told
Back in Macedonia
I look for what I might have lost
Within a moment of impact
All for friction and its fit fact
Johnny is sober again
Where it seems the grass needs its drink
To beat the odds to change the way I think
For sugar cane in the coffee before me
In a place of time we don't forget
I pray that what is said here
Will have an impact....
Shrewd Contriver
11-6-16
Quite obvious in what we see
Forged by fire
Who is quite like this
But our Jesus
Seeming like a Saturday, a Sabbath broken by the pen
Come the One mystery in the now
Matthias chosen to take it over
Rave on my rover and pick your five leaf clover
How long has it been since we've seen this joy
Of the last drifting cowboys make their way
Taking a step in the right direction
Those kids must think I'm a madman
In the cradle of the deep south
Howling at the moon soon full again
Singing to my flower today
They all are welcome....
I Can Feel It Again
11-6-16
For prevailing freight
And nothing of such to hate
Paul is sent to Rome
And fall is as real as chrome
For his third journey
Righteousness right next to our pleasure dome
Come the sixth dispensation
I pray for those unspoken
God knows who
Hiding in my cocoon
In moments of impact
Bring your horse and cart
"I can hear it"
Yes, the music that makes it happen
Keeping all the roads open to my heart
This former treatise I have proclaimed
Needing a reheat
Baby, let's have a pyramid and its cube
Like a ball....
11-6-16
Another miracle to live for
In mighty oaks to make the paper
To roll my own smokes
And words to make it look so kind
Where strength is hard to find yet neither told
Back in Macedonia
I look for what I might have lost
Within a moment of impact
All for friction and its fit fact
Johnny is sober again
Where it seems the grass needs its drink
To beat the odds to change the way I think
For sugar cane in the coffee before me
In a place of time we don't forget
I pray that what is said here
Will have an impact....
Shrewd Contriver
11-6-16
Quite obvious in what we see
Forged by fire
Who is quite like this
But our Jesus
Seeming like a Saturday, a Sabbath broken by the pen
Come the One mystery in the now
Matthias chosen to take it over
Rave on my rover and pick your five leaf clover
How long has it been since we've seen this joy
Of the last drifting cowboys make their way
Taking a step in the right direction
Those kids must think I'm a madman
In the cradle of the deep south
Howling at the moon soon full again
Singing to my flower today
They all are welcome....
I Can Feel It Again
11-6-16
For prevailing freight
And nothing of such to hate
Paul is sent to Rome
And fall is as real as chrome
For his third journey
Righteousness right next to our pleasure dome
Come the sixth dispensation
I pray for those unspoken
God knows who
Hiding in my cocoon
In moments of impact
Bring your horse and cart
"I can hear it"
Yes, the music that makes it happen
Keeping all the roads open to my heart
This former treatise I have proclaimed
Needing a reheat
Baby, let's have a pyramid and its cube
Like a ball....
Curb
On Curb
11-6-16
Making it big on Curb Records
With ham and grits
Another miracle to live for
Before I call it quits
To know there's a high hill
As the one before me
O, come let them adore me
O, sixties and Father Time
Take a little trip back
To where you want to be
Come my batteries for divorce
We use a little too much force
Dry as air blown out like mist
Superstitious crown of light
The mill closes down as Vaughan comes again
To preach for the repro man to yet escape
He is welcome hither....
As If I Were There
11-6-16
For Mark Antony
I write of what it might be like to be there
Writing these lovely bittersweet words by my faith
In hopes to make an impact
But not to turn them on to Shakespeare
And she's worth every mite and farthing
O, when he departs there is a fullness
A light in darkness to complete all emptiness
In a prosperous looking land
Nature and God of which I am freak
Dust is reticent but ashes are quite bold
For two armies of love
And certainly like mighty oak trees
I can see them in looking back...
11-6-16
Making it big on Curb Records
With ham and grits
Another miracle to live for
Before I call it quits
To know there's a high hill
As the one before me
O, come let them adore me
O, sixties and Father Time
Take a little trip back
To where you want to be
Come my batteries for divorce
We use a little too much force
Dry as air blown out like mist
Superstitious crown of light
The mill closes down as Vaughan comes again
To preach for the repro man to yet escape
He is welcome hither....
As If I Were There
11-6-16
For Mark Antony
I write of what it might be like to be there
Writing these lovely bittersweet words by my faith
In hopes to make an impact
But not to turn them on to Shakespeare
And she's worth every mite and farthing
O, when he departs there is a fullness
A light in darkness to complete all emptiness
In a prosperous looking land
Nature and God of which I am freak
Dust is reticent but ashes are quite bold
For two armies of love
And certainly like mighty oak trees
I can see them in looking back...
Thursday, December 15, 2016
east
Here Lies The East
11-6-16
We confuse in that we are both deceived
Call me western daybreak
Not alright quite yet
By playing such a midlife game
On this side of Montana
Leaving the only blood to Jesus
On my left pant leg
Here lies as well the east
Friends disperse yourselves
O, sister heaven
A rose without a thorn
For two famines
Love and certainty
As Herschel's private internet gone public
Turn on some Hank Junior and celebrate the sadness
Will you come forth today or no
I still believe that Jesus died for our sins
And for hearts full of pride....
I Still Believe
11-6-16
Back to regular schedule for time
Feeling like John Wayne
I never thought I'd give a damn
To make it as a miracle
To live before he comes
We weigh the time come totaled vehicles
Towed to our locked facility
Where we can get it fixed
As the time comes to walk away
Pardon sir, it doth make more malarkey
Come injuries of these memories
Peace, count the clock
But cease to measure time
As we can know it....
11-6-16
We confuse in that we are both deceived
Call me western daybreak
Not alright quite yet
By playing such a midlife game
On this side of Montana
Leaving the only blood to Jesus
On my left pant leg
Here lies as well the east
Friends disperse yourselves
O, sister heaven
A rose without a thorn
For two famines
Love and certainty
As Herschel's private internet gone public
Turn on some Hank Junior and celebrate the sadness
Will you come forth today or no
I still believe that Jesus died for our sins
And for hearts full of pride....
I Still Believe
11-6-16
Back to regular schedule for time
Feeling like John Wayne
I never thought I'd give a damn
To make it as a miracle
To live before he comes
We weigh the time come totaled vehicles
Towed to our locked facility
Where we can get it fixed
As the time comes to walk away
Pardon sir, it doth make more malarkey
Come injuries of these memories
Peace, count the clock
But cease to measure time
As we can know it....
raising heaven
Raising Heaven
11-6-16
Does it really matter in proper punctuation
Of words to scatter not this far before
Soon again out the door
Need to get dressed for church
Time to raise some heaven and sing out
Sunup, lights out
For secure assurance
I know only the road I'm on
Fret the chords as messengers first presenting his fire
For secure assurance cool to the rule for this fool
Going back to deep deep blue
Soon time to get clean with you....
Coffee Hour
11-6-16
Get your pen and notebook ready
The chance won't come again
This place here is like another world in my lion's den
The continuity has its purpose in good sound
And we haven't got a clue to where we're bound
O, deep deep blue real
I still love you
Haven't got a clue of what today is true
Between God and John Wayne
Talking about my own life that belongs to Jesus
Call me northern lightning
For the master of the clouds
And today no such shrouds
Simple as can be
First presenting his fire to us.....
11-6-16
Does it really matter in proper punctuation
Of words to scatter not this far before
Soon again out the door
Need to get dressed for church
Time to raise some heaven and sing out
Sunup, lights out
For secure assurance
I know only the road I'm on
Fret the chords as messengers first presenting his fire
For secure assurance cool to the rule for this fool
Going back to deep deep blue
Soon time to get clean with you....
Coffee Hour
11-6-16
Get your pen and notebook ready
The chance won't come again
This place here is like another world in my lion's den
The continuity has its purpose in good sound
And we haven't got a clue to where we're bound
O, deep deep blue real
I still love you
Haven't got a clue of what today is true
Between God and John Wayne
Talking about my own life that belongs to Jesus
Call me northern lightning
For the master of the clouds
And today no such shrouds
Simple as can be
First presenting his fire to us.....
safe and sound
Safe And Sound
11-6-16
Come ones voluntary wound
Alice sings only women bleed
And we are all oppressed at such a generalization
Time to get some shuteye
Just in case I decide to go
Ready to rock and roll at the congregation
Then come home to go country
Playing some Hank Junior for Jerusalem ruined
And Judah fallen to be oppressed
Where a child behaves himself proudly
Crying out to my angels
Banish air from sea
Today I just be me
Like executioners of my identity
Peace and cease to count the clock
For pellets of shape
Safe and sound....
Be Not Afraid
10-6-16
Be not afraid
He will give you rest
We have it made in the shade
For which films cannot annul
I change my tune for you
Well urged I find it meet and suitable
I'm just passing though
For our co-eternity
Time to shake and battle again
On the flitting stream over my inheritance
If I can carry on the soul to entertain
To note my indentation
My angels are at it again
Truth is as new as Jesus
To those just coming around to it....
11-6-16
Come ones voluntary wound
Alice sings only women bleed
And we are all oppressed at such a generalization
Time to get some shuteye
Just in case I decide to go
Ready to rock and roll at the congregation
Then come home to go country
Playing some Hank Junior for Jerusalem ruined
And Judah fallen to be oppressed
Where a child behaves himself proudly
Crying out to my angels
Banish air from sea
Today I just be me
Like executioners of my identity
Peace and cease to count the clock
For pellets of shape
Safe and sound....
Be Not Afraid
10-6-16
Be not afraid
He will give you rest
We have it made in the shade
For which films cannot annul
I change my tune for you
Well urged I find it meet and suitable
I'm just passing though
For our co-eternity
Time to shake and battle again
On the flitting stream over my inheritance
If I can carry on the soul to entertain
To note my indentation
My angels are at it again
Truth is as new as Jesus
To those just coming around to it....
feasible
Feasible Blues
11-5-16
Intrepid and dauntless
In a safe house hauntless
She's the Memphis Belle
Yet viable for something more than showing up
Sufficiently developed
To be capable in the heartland
Go and wreck it and get a new Roll's Royce tomorrow
Exemplified for clean sheets
Now good Motellus
Do your thing and stand up and sing
Just call me Matthew
Down the jukebox well
Two songs for a dollar
Play them well doubtful yet
Alas, Caesar must bleed for it
Yet feasible
Make your plan and stick to it today
I urge you further....
Self Coach
11-5-16
Weighing as much as her, my suitcase
On the way back from Ocean City for daybreak
Here should I stay or should I go
Here it is and here I am
How do we really see it
At times in a twenty speed for fresh oil on the chain
I have my need for some that know the roads of the entire county
Crossing into Adams through Hanover for self searching
Like a lost ship adrift on the sea
Maybe I know more than I think I do
Taking away the eloquent orator
That could have been you
In no such cannery
Gloves that obstruct.....
11-5-16
Intrepid and dauntless
In a safe house hauntless
She's the Memphis Belle
Yet viable for something more than showing up
Sufficiently developed
To be capable in the heartland
Go and wreck it and get a new Roll's Royce tomorrow
Exemplified for clean sheets
Now good Motellus
Do your thing and stand up and sing
Just call me Matthew
Down the jukebox well
Two songs for a dollar
Play them well doubtful yet
Alas, Caesar must bleed for it
Yet feasible
Make your plan and stick to it today
I urge you further....
Self Coach
11-5-16
Weighing as much as her, my suitcase
On the way back from Ocean City for daybreak
Here should I stay or should I go
Here it is and here I am
How do we really see it
At times in a twenty speed for fresh oil on the chain
I have my need for some that know the roads of the entire county
Crossing into Adams through Hanover for self searching
Like a lost ship adrift on the sea
Maybe I know more than I think I do
Taking away the eloquent orator
That could have been you
In no such cannery
Gloves that obstruct.....
fanaticism
Fanaticism
11-5-16
Of Cymbeline hierophantic
From wide earth to broad sea
We harden ourselves in our mistakes to despoil them
For fanaticism
Good morning east York
Furious and raging
Of clod, lump and mass
And another backstage pass
Violently intense the emotion that follows
Men wonder come step of a pard
Lurking in the jungle
Her drives to Jaysus
Could it be me, I wonder
Here lies the east
Where the day doth break
Uncritical.....
Undiscriminating
11-5-16
O, clodhopper and burin
Take to the dumpster your pumpkin
Thanksgiving is on its way
Undiscriminating not inclined to analyze
Not my style
Is there anything worse than this
Not looking into it at all
To deign and condescend
Of judge worthy of discernment
Come again for Jehoshaphat
Our old guitar picked for trepidation
I don't want to be a give a damn
No birds frail from housetops
New chapter for the Superior
If there is such a thing
Stay on task and you just might wear that mask
For perturbation....
11-5-16
Of Cymbeline hierophantic
From wide earth to broad sea
We harden ourselves in our mistakes to despoil them
For fanaticism
Good morning east York
Furious and raging
Of clod, lump and mass
And another backstage pass
Violently intense the emotion that follows
Men wonder come step of a pard
Lurking in the jungle
Her drives to Jaysus
Could it be me, I wonder
Here lies the east
Where the day doth break
Uncritical.....
Undiscriminating
11-5-16
O, clodhopper and burin
Take to the dumpster your pumpkin
Thanksgiving is on its way
Undiscriminating not inclined to analyze
Not my style
Is there anything worse than this
Not looking into it at all
To deign and condescend
Of judge worthy of discernment
Come again for Jehoshaphat
Our old guitar picked for trepidation
I don't want to be a give a damn
No birds frail from housetops
New chapter for the Superior
If there is such a thing
Stay on task and you just might wear that mask
For perturbation....
Wednesday, December 14, 2016
unstinting
Unstinting
11-5-16
Ascertain and learn with certainty
That I'm doing her right
Praying for assurance that the fish will bite
Caesar must bleed for it
In that he has this right
O boy, Lucius fast asleep
If that won't cause me insomnia nothing will
So it seems too much for now
So there's hope for later
Hello crocodile
See you later alligator
For forty camels' burden
Taken by Hazael
Come the fifth year of Joram unstinting
Knowing our strongholds
Hazael reigned in his stead
Until all that sought his life were dead
Offend me still
Speak on!
Teeming
11-5-16
For fresh nelly and the coalquay whore
Garments no more smelly
For peace and no more war
Set on fire young men
Slain by famine and sword and we settled
O, a stint, give it twenty more minutes
To limit unduly to cease and resist
Lolling a to and fro
Head at night in the Camden Hall
Kind air defines the cosigns
Of residents on Market Street
Noteworthy and extraordinary
Skillful and dexterous
Teeming and prolific
O happy patch's shirk....
Sense To Strive
11-5-16
O, Eden state of bliss
Seek not she come hit and miss
Striking and addressing to swarm and teem
In the warm I still dream
Laud we, the gods and let our straight squares
Blow their own smoke
For blessed cigar tables
O, cease to strive
Offend me still
Speak on as one thinks of Homer
Where the Odyssey is my next feast
Good day again for the portico for peace
With the Druid priests
All I can do here is hope and pray
Due to zeal ardently active
Devoted and diligent
Love that banjo....
11-5-16
Ascertain and learn with certainty
That I'm doing her right
Praying for assurance that the fish will bite
Caesar must bleed for it
In that he has this right
O boy, Lucius fast asleep
If that won't cause me insomnia nothing will
So it seems too much for now
So there's hope for later
Hello crocodile
See you later alligator
For forty camels' burden
Taken by Hazael
Come the fifth year of Joram unstinting
Knowing our strongholds
Hazael reigned in his stead
Until all that sought his life were dead
Offend me still
Speak on!
Teeming
11-5-16
For fresh nelly and the coalquay whore
Garments no more smelly
For peace and no more war
Set on fire young men
Slain by famine and sword and we settled
O, a stint, give it twenty more minutes
To limit unduly to cease and resist
Lolling a to and fro
Head at night in the Camden Hall
Kind air defines the cosigns
Of residents on Market Street
Noteworthy and extraordinary
Skillful and dexterous
Teeming and prolific
O happy patch's shirk....
Sense To Strive
11-5-16
O, Eden state of bliss
Seek not she come hit and miss
Striking and addressing to swarm and teem
In the warm I still dream
Laud we, the gods and let our straight squares
Blow their own smoke
For blessed cigar tables
O, cease to strive
Offend me still
Speak on as one thinks of Homer
Where the Odyssey is my next feast
Good day again for the portico for peace
With the Druid priests
All I can do here is hope and pray
Due to zeal ardently active
Devoted and diligent
Love that banjo....
Decius
Decius
11-5-16
Lost track of time due to the ahead of time
One hour back on my wristwatch
Excuse these misnomers
For the soul to entertain
For a lifeless deity
From the mansion of my universe
I am the center of it sometimes
Come this Decius
Wild about early morning sprees
And Coca Cola chains
And sugar running through my veins
Divide light and darkness where they'll meet
Fitting the stream born in Chevys
In pleasant murmur selfnodding jest on
Know thyself
This is only a sound check....
Writing Of Something
11-5-16
Nature and God
Both have I known
In any way I know how
Of Mercury's again Jupiter is square
And Saturn is settled
For hydroplanes and sugar canes
Thy battery's divorce
Come cubes in the drop
Better off this than much slop
Tower to the locked facility
Not an oath in the face of men
Got to get through the winter of seventeen
Departing in emptiness to return in all fullness
For truth as old as God as he can know it
O, ruined pole, our Toby and bushranger.....
Two With Gravy
11-5-16
Come prevailing freight
I'll take one dry and two with gravy
Come identity
I know what I like
Go, girl go
Tomorrow is the Lord's day
And today I do just this
Tis heavy and tis light
Driving a Chevy down highway eighty-three all night
As the eighth hour we put up one heck of a fight
For moments of the impact
Myself is reborn again in my rededication
For a co-eternity
Two birds with one stone
In this you are not alone
Laud we the gods and my elixir....
Measure For Assurance
11-5-16
On another VJ-Day
Elisha comes to Damascus
Take the present and go meet the man of God
Forty camels' burden
Our measure for assurance
Pray for this much
And with Jesus I get back in touch
Thou may certainly recover
Howbeit the process
Two gallons of milk bound to curdle
As to annoy us all
But a limb and engrafted love
For Antony so well beloved
Have mercy!
11-5-16
Lost track of time due to the ahead of time
One hour back on my wristwatch
Excuse these misnomers
For the soul to entertain
For a lifeless deity
From the mansion of my universe
I am the center of it sometimes
Come this Decius
Wild about early morning sprees
And Coca Cola chains
And sugar running through my veins
Divide light and darkness where they'll meet
Fitting the stream born in Chevys
In pleasant murmur selfnodding jest on
Know thyself
This is only a sound check....
Writing Of Something
11-5-16
Nature and God
Both have I known
In any way I know how
Of Mercury's again Jupiter is square
And Saturn is settled
For hydroplanes and sugar canes
Thy battery's divorce
Come cubes in the drop
Better off this than much slop
Tower to the locked facility
Not an oath in the face of men
Got to get through the winter of seventeen
Departing in emptiness to return in all fullness
For truth as old as God as he can know it
O, ruined pole, our Toby and bushranger.....
Two With Gravy
11-5-16
Come prevailing freight
I'll take one dry and two with gravy
Come identity
I know what I like
Go, girl go
Tomorrow is the Lord's day
And today I do just this
Tis heavy and tis light
Driving a Chevy down highway eighty-three all night
As the eighth hour we put up one heck of a fight
For moments of the impact
Myself is reborn again in my rededication
For a co-eternity
Two birds with one stone
In this you are not alone
Laud we the gods and my elixir....
Measure For Assurance
11-5-16
On another VJ-Day
Elisha comes to Damascus
Take the present and go meet the man of God
Forty camels' burden
Our measure for assurance
Pray for this much
And with Jesus I get back in touch
Thou may certainly recover
Howbeit the process
Two gallons of milk bound to curdle
As to annoy us all
But a limb and engrafted love
For Antony so well beloved
Have mercy!
Valassic
Valassic
11-5-16
Nobly tigers and Roman beard
It's about time I come up with an original classic
And dig into my pickle jar for a Valassic
As cattle fled to barns for yellow beak and livid claw
As so we seek love, the higher law
By the primer of professor Rowden and enriched classics
Above a blanket of my haze
Set up in my bones for existence
Such transcended perchance
Forever be its matters straight
Dying to be afraid of me
Jesus has his hook in me
Just quartering another tree
Time to venture out and watch the sunrise.....
Regular
11-5-16
I'm one to flounce
Measuring my cup by the ounce
Sweet sixteen
The soul to entertain
And a ball to bounce
To banish smog from air of force flame
From the inexhaustible source in the name
And with a blonde push and shove
And a brunette Gothic love for our polysyllables
For filibustering Filibeg
In our persuading freight
Much to love and not to hate
Bawd by daylight brought
I go before you
Always at the Joe's Muggs
Out on highway twenty-four
He is welcome hither as a regular....
11-5-16
Nobly tigers and Roman beard
It's about time I come up with an original classic
And dig into my pickle jar for a Valassic
As cattle fled to barns for yellow beak and livid claw
As so we seek love, the higher law
By the primer of professor Rowden and enriched classics
Above a blanket of my haze
Set up in my bones for existence
Such transcended perchance
Forever be its matters straight
Dying to be afraid of me
Jesus has his hook in me
Just quartering another tree
Time to venture out and watch the sunrise.....
Regular
11-5-16
I'm one to flounce
Measuring my cup by the ounce
Sweet sixteen
The soul to entertain
And a ball to bounce
To banish smog from air of force flame
From the inexhaustible source in the name
And with a blonde push and shove
And a brunette Gothic love for our polysyllables
For filibustering Filibeg
In our persuading freight
Much to love and not to hate
Bawd by daylight brought
I go before you
Always at the Joe's Muggs
Out on highway twenty-four
He is welcome hither as a regular....
Monday, December 12, 2016
afterwit
Afterwit
11-5-16
Moderate volume at a quarter till six
On the highway to the mall in dreams of getting more music
In Him existence sense and yet my forces illegible
These days have just begun and here it is
And I will be there
Just wait and see square and fair
She is in my luggage
Came home with more than what I left with
I'm standing this one in
And sitting the next one out
O, shall I entreat a word or two
O, you decline
I'm still here
Afterwit
Go back....
Cunning Balustrade
11-5-16
The dust did scoop itself
Where cattle flung to barns idly waiting
The cunning balustrade on the turnstile
I'm not in the feasting mood today
Come wagons quickened on the backstreets
On Sunday I know clean sheets
Yes, I've been blessed
Interrupting the common ground in my sugar scoop
Just call me Jase
And let me swear by my resolution
Seeing that such is a closed case
Writing this cunning balustrade
And today ample time to make this bed
O, shrewd conniver you know his means
Dying to face up to it....
11-5-16
Moderate volume at a quarter till six
On the highway to the mall in dreams of getting more music
In Him existence sense and yet my forces illegible
These days have just begun and here it is
And I will be there
Just wait and see square and fair
She is in my luggage
Came home with more than what I left with
I'm standing this one in
And sitting the next one out
O, shall I entreat a word or two
O, you decline
I'm still here
Afterwit
Go back....
Cunning Balustrade
11-5-16
The dust did scoop itself
Where cattle flung to barns idly waiting
The cunning balustrade on the turnstile
I'm not in the feasting mood today
Come wagons quickened on the backstreets
On Sunday I know clean sheets
Yes, I've been blessed
Interrupting the common ground in my sugar scoop
Just call me Jase
And let me swear by my resolution
Seeing that such is a closed case
Writing this cunning balustrade
And today ample time to make this bed
O, shrewd conniver you know his means
Dying to face up to it....
school dream
Another School Dream
11-5-16
Come crawling faster and running swifter
As if pulling a truck uphill
Come holly cross Abbey
Another beautiful full moon rising
The abbot sticks his head out of the closed window
As life burns faster
Pulling your own strings
One more fix before medicine
And soon I'll be on my way
To another antisocial hour
Promising but lies
Killing my own comfort
With the quickness of a sweep-up
Just dreaming of making things better
Time for that fix....
Lights Turn Green
11-5-16
Welcome hither docilely
And pour a hot fresh cup
It's a glory that I make myself scrub the floor
Immortal in madness I dwell
O, what can this mean
But that the light turns green
As children who remain in face
Where there is much to gain in grace
My immigrant to be and a half prediction of more sunshine
For in my infringed love bears dignity
And time to face the music
Going country again today for the cause....
11-5-16
Come crawling faster and running swifter
As if pulling a truck uphill
Come holly cross Abbey
Another beautiful full moon rising
The abbot sticks his head out of the closed window
As life burns faster
Pulling your own strings
One more fix before medicine
And soon I'll be on my way
To another antisocial hour
Promising but lies
Killing my own comfort
With the quickness of a sweep-up
Just dreaming of making things better
Time for that fix....
Lights Turn Green
11-5-16
Welcome hither docilely
And pour a hot fresh cup
It's a glory that I make myself scrub the floor
Immortal in madness I dwell
O, what can this mean
But that the light turns green
As children who remain in face
Where there is much to gain in grace
My immigrant to be and a half prediction of more sunshine
For in my infringed love bears dignity
And time to face the music
Going country again today for the cause....
Saturday, December 10, 2016
work at home
At Work (At Home)
11-4-16
At work at home
I adjust
Hoping to come to accept
That all returns to dust
For the hearing of the lonely tune
Never mind the spelling error
As if all is right
Are you ready for the country
Come labored nothings on my face
Of nature of which I am Freak
Partial to my wit and therefore weak
Its properties shall be as one aware of death
Time to call it quits and be good to myself the rest of the day
Of scheming and dreaming
Are you ready for me.....
Blanket Of Haze
11-5-16
Happy birthday Jesus ahead of time
Shall we sound him
Now that we've found him
To be one place of death
Just quartering a tree
Where the waters wreck the sky
Waking up the fury
Come one drop of giant rain
Where has it gone
No complaints here
Of all saints, fear
Where lunacy is bounding
In times of vitality
I pull and carry the weight
Just to stay awake and alive
And to know that I am
Above a blanket of haze....
11-4-16
At work at home
I adjust
Hoping to come to accept
That all returns to dust
For the hearing of the lonely tune
Never mind the spelling error
As if all is right
Are you ready for the country
Come labored nothings on my face
Of nature of which I am Freak
Partial to my wit and therefore weak
Its properties shall be as one aware of death
Time to call it quits and be good to myself the rest of the day
Of scheming and dreaming
Are you ready for me.....
Blanket Of Haze
11-5-16
Happy birthday Jesus ahead of time
Shall we sound him
Now that we've found him
To be one place of death
Just quartering a tree
Where the waters wreck the sky
Waking up the fury
Come one drop of giant rain
Where has it gone
No complaints here
Of all saints, fear
Where lunacy is bounding
In times of vitality
I pull and carry the weight
Just to stay awake and alive
And to know that I am
Above a blanket of haze....
Panama
Panama Helmet
11-4-16
All messed up on daylight savings
Never mind my error for shavings
Look the other way at the sight of what's up
Sitting on the floor yet cautious not to spill the cup
Come our enclosure
Outside the cell of overexposure
Of heaven and hell
For its gaudy colors
As to break the spell
We know this night is ours
By mixed tenses we come to our senses
Of rotten walls but fresh fences
My joy won't you weep
O, hoe are you well
For Panama helmeted
There's the door....
'Tis True
11-4-16
One hour behind
Pay it no mind
Noon on the isthmus
In its stability we find
Reach for the salt and pass the pepper
Wake, sleep and dream
Quake, keep as it might seem true
Wit is nature what oft is thought
Then I rejoice unto where you are
Drive out of here in a brand new car
Maybe a Prius to take one far
Appointed unto men for goodwill of another new pen
Here she is, bluer than before
'Tis true....
Still (Praise Is)
11-4-16
Can't figure out what time it will be
When seductive is the deep
But I know I'll figure it out
By them for a four at a time thing
Of my dance step towards the southern border
As more suitable my one man bar
On grease covered hat
It made sense the he is there
Better thought of as a place that is yet to be
Much fruit in sense beneath that pile of leaves
And style of thieves
O, guile it grieves
As children who remain
In face as still I keep pushing away his Grace
In a metaphor of so much to share
As praise is still....
11-4-16
All messed up on daylight savings
Never mind my error for shavings
Look the other way at the sight of what's up
Sitting on the floor yet cautious not to spill the cup
Come our enclosure
Outside the cell of overexposure
Of heaven and hell
For its gaudy colors
As to break the spell
We know this night is ours
By mixed tenses we come to our senses
Of rotten walls but fresh fences
My joy won't you weep
O, hoe are you well
For Panama helmeted
There's the door....
'Tis True
11-4-16
One hour behind
Pay it no mind
Noon on the isthmus
In its stability we find
Reach for the salt and pass the pepper
Wake, sleep and dream
Quake, keep as it might seem true
Wit is nature what oft is thought
Then I rejoice unto where you are
Drive out of here in a brand new car
Maybe a Prius to take one far
Appointed unto men for goodwill of another new pen
Here she is, bluer than before
'Tis true....
Still (Praise Is)
11-4-16
Can't figure out what time it will be
When seductive is the deep
But I know I'll figure it out
By them for a four at a time thing
Of my dance step towards the southern border
As more suitable my one man bar
On grease covered hat
It made sense the he is there
Better thought of as a place that is yet to be
Much fruit in sense beneath that pile of leaves
And style of thieves
O, guile it grieves
As children who remain
In face as still I keep pushing away his Grace
In a metaphor of so much to share
As praise is still....
Friday, December 9, 2016
lukewarm
Lukewarm Cash November
11-4-16
Our consciousness quite aware
Our essence for silverware
And neighbors of the sun
For this mug today I am One
How adequate unto itself
One single hound in her own identity
O, astonish the green and crass
And savor the snowless grass
Just like yesterday
Roger and out
The tunes will serve as my pay
For words are like leaves stolen
By no such thieves
Returning to lukewarm cash November
Come obsession in accumulation
Like a drug on the ground
That makes no sense of sound
To clear and prove what it shines upon....
Neighbors And Sun
11-4-16
Quicker than the hand such sense of smell
Can we come to understand where in love we fell
Frightened of nothing
No, not even hell
As the wind begins to knead the grass
It's cooler in here already
But still we must keep it steady
One hour back one day in advance
Eight hours till medicine officially
Don't call the office
Just remember we're already ahead of the game
O, do they really hear ones want of another beer
Come true expelling like our shining sun
For clover women in the Old Testament....
O, Bear The Spell
11-4-16
Come virtue and our form's form
In that my love to but conform
And a wonder of weather and my purple Heather
Grow, branches of new and another way to you
In ones killed word in the song of a bird
Far from obtuse or even absurd
To deliberately plunder and to bear the spell we might be under
As Spirit gives life and the letter kills
Jamming out with Young and Stills
With trunks of memories for elephant ills
O, may you o, red and blue
The killed word is at it again in me and you
As seldom is the critic's share.....
11-4-16
Our consciousness quite aware
Our essence for silverware
And neighbors of the sun
For this mug today I am One
How adequate unto itself
One single hound in her own identity
O, astonish the green and crass
And savor the snowless grass
Just like yesterday
Roger and out
The tunes will serve as my pay
For words are like leaves stolen
By no such thieves
Returning to lukewarm cash November
Come obsession in accumulation
Like a drug on the ground
That makes no sense of sound
To clear and prove what it shines upon....
Neighbors And Sun
11-4-16
Quicker than the hand such sense of smell
Can we come to understand where in love we fell
Frightened of nothing
No, not even hell
As the wind begins to knead the grass
It's cooler in here already
But still we must keep it steady
One hour back one day in advance
Eight hours till medicine officially
Don't call the office
Just remember we're already ahead of the game
O, do they really hear ones want of another beer
Come true expelling like our shining sun
For clover women in the Old Testament....
O, Bear The Spell
11-4-16
Come virtue and our form's form
In that my love to but conform
And a wonder of weather and my purple Heather
Grow, branches of new and another way to you
In ones killed word in the song of a bird
Far from obtuse or even absurd
To deliberately plunder and to bear the spell we might be under
As Spirit gives life and the letter kills
Jamming out with Young and Stills
With trunks of memories for elephant ills
O, may you o, red and blue
The killed word is at it again in me and you
As seldom is the critic's share.....
Thursday, December 8, 2016
census-taker
Census-Taker
11-4-16
Air conditioner once again
Too much heat in here even for my pen
I thought what to do that some still say cannot be done
To get back in touch with you as moon and sun
I think I'm almost there
I think I am one as dead
Vitality begins
O, celestial host
Forgiven of all our sins
O conquer mentality
To hide behind closed doors
Wedlock of will
Our delay come circumstance
As the frame
All longitudes exist and much more thrive
When we make that list
What can it mean but that Satan is pissed.....
Typewriter
11-4-16
True blues, my latest work
Good news where the backflap might lurk
Thank God, she doesn't need to be a Turk
Yeah, I might look like a typewriter
Hitting the cuts like an nail biter
By the making of life and taking of strife
Sunday is my prize slipping to peril
For a large order of fries
So I mind my own bees and ignore the flies
For our discontinued hopes
I'm still learning the ropes
Built of all the element
This dweller manages and copes
With the Maker of the dream
And brainfreeze
Over mint chocolate chip ice cream...
11-4-16
Air conditioner once again
Too much heat in here even for my pen
I thought what to do that some still say cannot be done
To get back in touch with you as moon and sun
I think I'm almost there
I think I am one as dead
Vitality begins
O, celestial host
Forgiven of all our sins
O conquer mentality
To hide behind closed doors
Wedlock of will
Our delay come circumstance
As the frame
All longitudes exist and much more thrive
When we make that list
What can it mean but that Satan is pissed.....
Typewriter
11-4-16
True blues, my latest work
Good news where the backflap might lurk
Thank God, she doesn't need to be a Turk
Yeah, I might look like a typewriter
Hitting the cuts like an nail biter
By the making of life and taking of strife
Sunday is my prize slipping to peril
For a large order of fries
So I mind my own bees and ignore the flies
For our discontinued hopes
I'm still learning the ropes
Built of all the element
This dweller manages and copes
With the Maker of the dream
And brainfreeze
Over mint chocolate chip ice cream...
secession
Secession
10-17-16
The lips of the righteous feed many
Even when I'm not getting any
In a standstill and a deadlock
I have finally found a way to live with it
Meeting my pearly queen on the corner
Telling the truth for catalane politics
Learning that an unsuccessful revolt
Against our Roman republic
As the federalist of fancy
And I still like Nancy
I can feel it
Space: what you rend
Well have learned to see
In my labyrinth of gubernatorial
Of success stories
I can feel it
Laying wroth for no real cause
Save myself...
Guck (In My Cup)
10-17-16
Athenian lawgiver, O, solon state your business
And be on your way
O, legislator everyone has a different walk
Quite enthusiastic
Don't you know
I finally got some rest
And dreamed of walking in the sun
Piece de Shakespeare
Our French point of view
Writing garbage that can be made into a work of art
And Washington was Cato about it
In my coffee cup methinks but guck
Starting the day all over again
Looking for Tony Blair
Cheap pen rides
I don't need a flair
Rewriting love songs of Connacht.....
On Proverbs 10:23
10-17-16
Later on I get the munchies over candy corn
Watching my youtube and my porn
Yes, I do confess
My life is a mess
Without her caress
A sport to a fool to do mischief
I've got the key to highway twenty-four on Wednesday
Mister Best comes forward to tell the truth
About not wanting to go back there
Right beside the absentminded
Beggar wanting tiny signs in the air
Hamlet on our distrait
Loving its continuity
The way the album is constructed
Let it rain down on me.....
On Proverbs 10:26
10-17-16
Living lawless
Perfect but not flawless
Yes, I suppose it will be
Excellent people and no doubt what's this all about
Unsheathe your dagger
Definitions amiable
Brush the air out of your face
Putative as such and supposed moribund
As vinegar to the teeth
Stealing their thunder
And as smoke to the eyes
Wipe away those cobwebs so says Lita
You naught not to look around thee
Forth my booklet going again three-sixty
So is the sluggard to those that send for me
Too early to rise
O, come to me
My dreams of gaming
Want to make a bet?
But I don't gamble like that
Swearing his back to the wall.....
10-17-16
The lips of the righteous feed many
Even when I'm not getting any
In a standstill and a deadlock
I have finally found a way to live with it
Meeting my pearly queen on the corner
Telling the truth for catalane politics
Learning that an unsuccessful revolt
Against our Roman republic
As the federalist of fancy
And I still like Nancy
I can feel it
Space: what you rend
Well have learned to see
In my labyrinth of gubernatorial
Of success stories
I can feel it
Laying wroth for no real cause
Save myself...
Guck (In My Cup)
10-17-16
Athenian lawgiver, O, solon state your business
And be on your way
O, legislator everyone has a different walk
Quite enthusiastic
Don't you know
I finally got some rest
And dreamed of walking in the sun
Piece de Shakespeare
Our French point of view
Writing garbage that can be made into a work of art
And Washington was Cato about it
In my coffee cup methinks but guck
Starting the day all over again
Looking for Tony Blair
Cheap pen rides
I don't need a flair
Rewriting love songs of Connacht.....
On Proverbs 10:23
10-17-16
Later on I get the munchies over candy corn
Watching my youtube and my porn
Yes, I do confess
My life is a mess
Without her caress
A sport to a fool to do mischief
I've got the key to highway twenty-four on Wednesday
Mister Best comes forward to tell the truth
About not wanting to go back there
Right beside the absentminded
Beggar wanting tiny signs in the air
Hamlet on our distrait
Loving its continuity
The way the album is constructed
Let it rain down on me.....
On Proverbs 10:26
10-17-16
Living lawless
Perfect but not flawless
Yes, I suppose it will be
Excellent people and no doubt what's this all about
Unsheathe your dagger
Definitions amiable
Brush the air out of your face
Putative as such and supposed moribund
As vinegar to the teeth
Stealing their thunder
And as smoke to the eyes
Wipe away those cobwebs so says Lita
You naught not to look around thee
Forth my booklet going again three-sixty
So is the sluggard to those that send for me
Too early to rise
O, come to me
My dreams of gaming
Want to make a bet?
But I don't gamble like that
Swearing his back to the wall.....
federalist
Federalist
10-16-16
For William McNeil
By the way one might feel
Every one turns to see this beautiful lady
We never said goodbye
I must have been so high
Incentive, my apples
For the wonder of it all
By the multitude of words
A fool's voice is heard
For federalists and communists
And presidential deadlock
And no such writer's block
You are wonderful tonight
For aggrandizement
Save the last dance
And I will take the chance
And the lips of the righteous feed many
As fools die for lack of wisdom....
On Esther 1:6,7
10-17-16
Rewinding "No Prayer For The Dying"
Unwinding even if I might be lying
Yet to aggrandize and order up large fries
For ones catalane lights turning yellow and green
No need to leave so soon
Stay while, stay tough
Just deal with it and suck it up
And refill again your favorite cup
For cords of fine linen
And purple on silvers rods
According to the generosity of the king
I ought to be well rested and vested
By now to aggrandize and increase
The score of purblind eyes...
10-16-16
For William McNeil
By the way one might feel
Every one turns to see this beautiful lady
We never said goodbye
I must have been so high
Incentive, my apples
For the wonder of it all
By the multitude of words
A fool's voice is heard
For federalists and communists
And presidential deadlock
And no such writer's block
You are wonderful tonight
For aggrandizement
Save the last dance
And I will take the chance
And the lips of the righteous feed many
As fools die for lack of wisdom....
On Esther 1:6,7
10-17-16
Rewinding "No Prayer For The Dying"
Unwinding even if I might be lying
Yet to aggrandize and order up large fries
For ones catalane lights turning yellow and green
No need to leave so soon
Stay while, stay tough
Just deal with it and suck it up
And refill again your favorite cup
For cords of fine linen
And purple on silvers rods
According to the generosity of the king
I ought to be well rested and vested
By now to aggrandize and increase
The score of purblind eyes...
Tuesday, December 6, 2016
gladiola
Gladiola
10-16-16
Diffident, timid and shy
O, how blue today is the sky
Even when I hated the song about the bluebird on my shoulder
Good for another sixty-five tracks or so
Come polished wood to cover my tracks
Still crying out O gladiolus
I should have known better
I should have hung around
Come the rich man's wealth and his strong city
O, how pretty
In staying right next to my kitty
O, harper of the righteous
Tend to life with me
Lay up knowledge Achin
Distasteful and undesirable
And words written by faith and not light
Thank you and goodnight
I make my way to seek His....
Phillumenist
10-16-16
Good God yes, I miss you
As the harbor of the righteous tends to life
He is in the way of such but not for strife
You will know my intentions by how given the wherewithal
And the how
We don't expect perfection
Randy-dandy lacking decisiveness
And spineless for excoriation of ones ethnology
Big words, tiny head
Have I to but vinify darling go ahead and cry
We exfoliate
Way above my own poor pate
For carrot in proofreading
The followed is leading
Inserted in a line of written matter
All for our Phillumenist, one who collects matchbooks
Muddling through
To reach out to you.....
10-16-16
Diffident, timid and shy
O, how blue today is the sky
Even when I hated the song about the bluebird on my shoulder
Good for another sixty-five tracks or so
Come polished wood to cover my tracks
Still crying out O gladiolus
I should have known better
I should have hung around
Come the rich man's wealth and his strong city
O, how pretty
In staying right next to my kitty
O, harper of the righteous
Tend to life with me
Lay up knowledge Achin
Distasteful and undesirable
And words written by faith and not light
Thank you and goodnight
I make my way to seek His....
Phillumenist
10-16-16
Good God yes, I miss you
As the harbor of the righteous tends to life
He is in the way of such but not for strife
You will know my intentions by how given the wherewithal
And the how
We don't expect perfection
Randy-dandy lacking decisiveness
And spineless for excoriation of ones ethnology
Big words, tiny head
Have I to but vinify darling go ahead and cry
We exfoliate
Way above my own poor pate
For carrot in proofreading
The followed is leading
Inserted in a line of written matter
All for our Phillumenist, one who collects matchbooks
Muddling through
To reach out to you.....
flatbottom
Flatbottom
10-16-16
To say I'm good only means that I'm satisfied
Come diffidence roses sprinkled in dirt
No one gets hurt
We can do it just one more time
For the fire eater O, beat the egg
Beaten true scout O defeater come Palisade
For fence and poles forming before in fortification
Everything will be alright
Paddies in my favor
Meant as a term of endearment
And deepest forests as Shelley
The schoolmen were scholars first
And I am no better
For the forty trials that slip on by me
O, Lord thou me where every memory leads to a trace ingenuous
Lacking in cunning for scow Flatbottom....
Another Try At Prose
10-16-16
As my love doth but rove
You are a melody for our waif
To say I overcome with corm and sweet thick solid
Food-storing underground
And another attempt at prose
In making diamonds from the rain
And still get by on penance and pain of sandbanks
Shallow for mighty musk mallow
I learn to embrace these eccentricities
Come red deer and stag
When somebody thinks you're wonderful
First he tickled her
What a little stone to step upon
As reminded so one should hope in another try at prose....
10-16-16
To say I'm good only means that I'm satisfied
Come diffidence roses sprinkled in dirt
No one gets hurt
We can do it just one more time
For the fire eater O, beat the egg
Beaten true scout O defeater come Palisade
For fence and poles forming before in fortification
Everything will be alright
Paddies in my favor
Meant as a term of endearment
And deepest forests as Shelley
The schoolmen were scholars first
And I am no better
For the forty trials that slip on by me
O, Lord thou me where every memory leads to a trace ingenuous
Lacking in cunning for scow Flatbottom....
Another Try At Prose
10-16-16
As my love doth but rove
You are a melody for our waif
To say I overcome with corm and sweet thick solid
Food-storing underground
And another attempt at prose
In making diamonds from the rain
And still get by on penance and pain of sandbanks
Shallow for mighty musk mallow
I learn to embrace these eccentricities
Come red deer and stag
When somebody thinks you're wonderful
First he tickled her
What a little stone to step upon
As reminded so one should hope in another try at prose....
Aristotle
Aristotle (Schoolboy)
10-16-16
For Mayde Notbrowne
If such is a name for it
In all docility just the game for it
The wise in heart will receive commandments
But a prating fool will fall
Hear my mournful murmuring
Finding six brave medicals
Jolly old Medi giving his large ear
All to the attendant's words
Take action soon not to worry
Of the season's first flurry
For glance and blush
Perchance a crush
Willing to be taught
Of things which are not
O, disencumber and relieve me of all burdens
The prating fool will fall
But I have no right to say
Folly, persist....
En Route
10-16-16
O, how action fatigues ones worry
I never said not to enjoy what the universe provides
I'm just talking praying for the next half hour to disencumber our reveille
And make it real
Hoping that I didn't overload the washer
No fear before my eyes so it seems
But much ague as hatred stirs up strife
And I check her again where wisdom is found
Yeah, I'm coming tonight with my apples
For our young Irish bards of formless spiritual essences
Yet trebly of highest part voice and range
O, how strange for eulogiums
And for eulachon
Never mind such Satan
Tell him to come back to where he came from
Lest in your dictation and rout is what it's all about....
10-16-16
For Mayde Notbrowne
If such is a name for it
In all docility just the game for it
The wise in heart will receive commandments
But a prating fool will fall
Hear my mournful murmuring
Finding six brave medicals
Jolly old Medi giving his large ear
All to the attendant's words
Take action soon not to worry
Of the season's first flurry
For glance and blush
Perchance a crush
Willing to be taught
Of things which are not
O, disencumber and relieve me of all burdens
The prating fool will fall
But I have no right to say
Folly, persist....
En Route
10-16-16
O, how action fatigues ones worry
I never said not to enjoy what the universe provides
I'm just talking praying for the next half hour to disencumber our reveille
And make it real
Hoping that I didn't overload the washer
No fear before my eyes so it seems
But much ague as hatred stirs up strife
And I check her again where wisdom is found
Yeah, I'm coming tonight with my apples
For our young Irish bards of formless spiritual essences
Yet trebly of highest part voice and range
O, how strange for eulogiums
And for eulachon
Never mind such Satan
Tell him to come back to where he came from
Lest in your dictation and rout is what it's all about....
debauchery
Debauchery (Into Fragments)
10-16-16
Tomorrow is fresh but today is ripe
As he that gather in summer is a wise son
In some Cyprus grove
I'd rather be interred tonight
We can have the end of the dream
Even if it's nothing new
Accepting new challenges joyfully
Are you only kidding yourself in this
Six feet deep in the clay
As out to yet Doloboy
I say, come to me, my dreams
And it will be okay
They don't need to convince me
Come all arbithrim
Folly dealing my struggle
Brother has my telegram
And it's his mess I'm stuck in
Who am I kidding
For dissolution of sinuosities.....
Sinkapace (Part 2)
10-16-16
Come along my soldier and put away your gun
For Arbitrum pockmarked
And authenticity like a Chevy parked
Ones pitlike scar of the bayonet
If we even just write down the image
It will be enough to begin all recollection
My questions are purely academic but far from pure
Where he holds my follies hostage
Put away your gun to fit the muzzle end in close combat
Even for sinuosities
Members of the just are blessed to be a blessing
Be the church
The eye cannot say to the hand
I have no need of you
So put away your gun.....
10-16-16
Tomorrow is fresh but today is ripe
As he that gather in summer is a wise son
In some Cyprus grove
I'd rather be interred tonight
We can have the end of the dream
Even if it's nothing new
Accepting new challenges joyfully
Are you only kidding yourself in this
Six feet deep in the clay
As out to yet Doloboy
I say, come to me, my dreams
And it will be okay
They don't need to convince me
Come all arbithrim
Folly dealing my struggle
Brother has my telegram
And it's his mess I'm stuck in
Who am I kidding
For dissolution of sinuosities.....
Sinkapace (Part 2)
10-16-16
Come along my soldier and put away your gun
For Arbitrum pockmarked
And authenticity like a Chevy parked
Ones pitlike scar of the bayonet
If we even just write down the image
It will be enough to begin all recollection
My questions are purely academic but far from pure
Where he holds my follies hostage
Put away your gun to fit the muzzle end in close combat
Even for sinuosities
Members of the just are blessed to be a blessing
Be the church
The eye cannot say to the hand
I have no need of you
So put away your gun.....
Friday, December 2, 2016
Avea
Avea Dol Cul Fatto
10-16-16
Whoso is simple
Let him turn in hither
Ed egli avea dol cul fatto
Don't be afraid
Stolen waters are sweet
And bread eaten in secret is pleasant
In that I don't deserve it
Know not that the dead are there
And her guests are in this perdition
For deviled eggs on the lower left corner
On a snapshot to remember you
Don't know how much you mean to me
Always save receipts
A wise son makes a glad father
Excuse my Egyptian
As treasures of wickedness profit nothing
But I've got to have it
To become poor and deal with a slack hand
This is grace
The Lord will not suffer
The soul of us to famish....
On Proverbs 10:6
10-16-16
Looking for Bysshe
Our British romantic poet
To a skylark
Willing to bet you have nothing to lose
Interminable you yet choose to catch the blues
As a mad man for reconnaissance
I miss the point in being the center of my own universe
As violence cover the mouth of the wicked tears
Such as angels weep
I delve deep
And I finally got some sleep
Never mind orchestral
Satan fed mort and number on a hunting horn
Catch the blues
Blessings are upon the head of the just...
10-16-16
Whoso is simple
Let him turn in hither
Ed egli avea dol cul fatto
Don't be afraid
Stolen waters are sweet
And bread eaten in secret is pleasant
In that I don't deserve it
Know not that the dead are there
And her guests are in this perdition
For deviled eggs on the lower left corner
On a snapshot to remember you
Don't know how much you mean to me
Always save receipts
A wise son makes a glad father
Excuse my Egyptian
As treasures of wickedness profit nothing
But I've got to have it
To become poor and deal with a slack hand
This is grace
The Lord will not suffer
The soul of us to famish....
On Proverbs 10:6
10-16-16
Looking for Bysshe
Our British romantic poet
To a skylark
Willing to bet you have nothing to lose
Interminable you yet choose to catch the blues
As a mad man for reconnaissance
I miss the point in being the center of my own universe
As violence cover the mouth of the wicked tears
Such as angels weep
I delve deep
And I finally got some sleep
Never mind orchestral
Satan fed mort and number on a hunting horn
Catch the blues
Blessings are upon the head of the just...
sinkapace
Sinkapace
10-16-16
Every man is me
sardine can for free
On tomorrow's endeavors and elasticity
For digging and tying
For finding of fresh lying
And the primal instinct
The most natural thing about us
They say we can control our nightmares
Mind not my quirks
I pray that the sermon will be right up my alley
Purely academic night by night
Godspeed, good fishing
Wall and transition
Strike me again and again
She also furnished her table
Right here on my love seat
Anti-inflammatory
I just don't get it quite yet
Most zealous by the door such is peace
And warm, the sun is truly up upon me....
Amicable
10-16-16
Of formal spiritual essences
Long Beach and Broadway
We need each other
Across the bay I take her
And in mine yet ambuscade
For my woodchuck that said that he would
And all panoply of love unconditional
O, festive occasion
O, Gala apple sweet rebuke
One wicked
To get oneself a blot
Defeating its purpose in what it is not
Splendid and striking
Have a good one my main man
In ceremonial attire
Just a gesture
But a whole lot more time
To watch over and catch it
Burrowing still to but fetch it.....
Never Enough
10-16-16
Jolly old Medi
It seems that it will never be good enough
Panoply splendid and striking
Today I do my stuff
To go down on the corner
And change my way of living
In loving and forgiving
Hit the nail right on
O, burrowing creature
Baby be my feature
For Gala, our festive occasion
This means everything to me
To be wise for oneself
And change my way of living
Hypocrite, she says
Reprove not a scorner lest he hate thee
Rebuke a wise man and he will love thee
So it's Clapton today
O, give instruction straight from the song
When times are hard and friends are few
Simple and glamorous
To pop a pimple clamorous.....
10-16-16
Every man is me
sardine can for free
On tomorrow's endeavors and elasticity
For digging and tying
For finding of fresh lying
And the primal instinct
The most natural thing about us
They say we can control our nightmares
Mind not my quirks
I pray that the sermon will be right up my alley
Purely academic night by night
Godspeed, good fishing
Wall and transition
Strike me again and again
She also furnished her table
Right here on my love seat
Anti-inflammatory
I just don't get it quite yet
Most zealous by the door such is peace
And warm, the sun is truly up upon me....
Amicable
10-16-16
Of formal spiritual essences
Long Beach and Broadway
We need each other
Across the bay I take her
And in mine yet ambuscade
For my woodchuck that said that he would
And all panoply of love unconditional
O, festive occasion
O, Gala apple sweet rebuke
One wicked
To get oneself a blot
Defeating its purpose in what it is not
Splendid and striking
Have a good one my main man
In ceremonial attire
Just a gesture
But a whole lot more time
To watch over and catch it
Burrowing still to but fetch it.....
Never Enough
10-16-16
Jolly old Medi
It seems that it will never be good enough
Panoply splendid and striking
Today I do my stuff
To go down on the corner
And change my way of living
In loving and forgiving
Hit the nail right on
O, burrowing creature
Baby be my feature
For Gala, our festive occasion
This means everything to me
To be wise for oneself
And change my way of living
Hypocrite, she says
Reprove not a scorner lest he hate thee
Rebuke a wise man and he will love thee
So it's Clapton today
O, give instruction straight from the song
When times are hard and friends are few
Simple and glamorous
To pop a pimple clamorous.....
Thursday, December 1, 2016
are you ready
Jolly Old Medi (Are You Ready)
10-16-16
Knead to have it tomorrow
Lord willing
For another loin and rake
A wish as Chopin plans
His heroic polonaise for hot peppers and marigolds
To linger on keys of water
To know how to give good gifts to our daughter
She asks what's the lily been teaching you
And I said it was nothing like that
Today start fresh
Back in love again to sow and thresh
By the shower lakeside
And your picture on the road
In a flurry of five pounder
Digging her seafood chowder
Mensiour de la palace
He sneers as to face all of such fury
I pray for joy happy
And do all things as an act of worship
So they say but they don't need to convince me
As a medicinal jolly old Medi....
Head On Down The Roadside
10-16-16
Heartfelt and sincere for heart to melt
And to face my fear
Solacing and reminding
Head on down the roadside
Accepting new challenges joyfully coming to me
My dreams punctual
Enough to call it a new beginning
Come to me
My dreams and fewer breakdowns
To study and honed these streams
It's a new day quite obvious
But they don't need to convince me
Into taking new adventures
True in the larger analysis
Out in the cold again
It's coming our way
Of six brave medicals
I can't go on like this forever
Or can I?
O, smile crazily
Smite and weep for joy awhile
Out in the cold again
It's coming this way....
Bounding Boy
10-16-16
Blessed is the man who hears
I've been telling you for years
To simply face your fears
All that hate me loveth death
And whoso find me loveth the life
We lean on hope to come
Discussions of the histology of Jesus
The sweetest name I know
But do I really know
When soon it is time to go
And give up my last two dollars
I stop while and ask the stranger
Be wise and refuse it not
Wisdom builds her house
And hewn out her seven pillars
O, bounding boy
Ill-bred and unscrupulous
My lad
O, lad to quail
And cower for the ligature
She also furnishes her table
Right here at my love seat
Ranked highest in the kingdom....
10-16-16
Knead to have it tomorrow
Lord willing
For another loin and rake
A wish as Chopin plans
His heroic polonaise for hot peppers and marigolds
To linger on keys of water
To know how to give good gifts to our daughter
She asks what's the lily been teaching you
And I said it was nothing like that
Today start fresh
Back in love again to sow and thresh
By the shower lakeside
And your picture on the road
In a flurry of five pounder
Digging her seafood chowder
Mensiour de la palace
He sneers as to face all of such fury
I pray for joy happy
And do all things as an act of worship
So they say but they don't need to convince me
As a medicinal jolly old Medi....
Head On Down The Roadside
10-16-16
Heartfelt and sincere for heart to melt
And to face my fear
Solacing and reminding
Head on down the roadside
Accepting new challenges joyfully coming to me
My dreams punctual
Enough to call it a new beginning
Come to me
My dreams and fewer breakdowns
To study and honed these streams
It's a new day quite obvious
But they don't need to convince me
Into taking new adventures
True in the larger analysis
Out in the cold again
It's coming our way
Of six brave medicals
I can't go on like this forever
Or can I?
O, smile crazily
Smite and weep for joy awhile
Out in the cold again
It's coming this way....
Bounding Boy
10-16-16
Blessed is the man who hears
I've been telling you for years
To simply face your fears
All that hate me loveth death
And whoso find me loveth the life
We lean on hope to come
Discussions of the histology of Jesus
The sweetest name I know
But do I really know
When soon it is time to go
And give up my last two dollars
I stop while and ask the stranger
Be wise and refuse it not
Wisdom builds her house
And hewn out her seven pillars
O, bounding boy
Ill-bred and unscrupulous
My lad
O, lad to quail
And cower for the ligature
She also furnishes her table
Right here at my love seat
Ranked highest in the kingdom....
urbane
Urbane
10-16-16
Stay safe, city of Los Angeles
By far the greater one invisible
Our unknown one extreme to another
Of bodiless campaign deposit in a stone
And no regard for the telephone
Giving spices unto men
Lights on even when the sun is up
To enact and begin again
As much abases me
Ah, yes, trousers give in ten minutes
His Rufus skull close to his greencapped desklamp
Of who I am I afraid
I lean upon the awe dreaming
Every law in the country
I see the better in the dark
In hopes for her punctuality
Lost at your dictation
Stone stolid into nine eyes fled gasping
Do what you need to do
Urbane....
We Never Said Goodbye
10-16-16
Jolly old Medi
The sand and the sun gathered
On the run fled gasping
My business but a life I sent
I'm missing her tonight
We never said goodbye
By hand with trembling care
I see thee better in the dark
I said I would be a good cowboy
Fled gasping
A love that's so strong
Lingering with you before
At almost seven on the nose
Pārbati, his power
Gershwin's up next
And I'm the luckiest man on the planet
Even when six feet under
For music of Indian summer
The rain falls hesitatingly for analysis
He capotted off
Dark and sad but happy as can be
In the flurry of five powder....
10-16-16
Stay safe, city of Los Angeles
By far the greater one invisible
Our unknown one extreme to another
Of bodiless campaign deposit in a stone
And no regard for the telephone
Giving spices unto men
Lights on even when the sun is up
To enact and begin again
As much abases me
Ah, yes, trousers give in ten minutes
His Rufus skull close to his greencapped desklamp
Of who I am I afraid
I lean upon the awe dreaming
Every law in the country
I see the better in the dark
In hopes for her punctuality
Lost at your dictation
Stone stolid into nine eyes fled gasping
Do what you need to do
Urbane....
We Never Said Goodbye
10-16-16
Jolly old Medi
The sand and the sun gathered
On the run fled gasping
My business but a life I sent
I'm missing her tonight
We never said goodbye
By hand with trembling care
I see thee better in the dark
I said I would be a good cowboy
Fled gasping
A love that's so strong
Lingering with you before
At almost seven on the nose
Pārbati, his power
Gershwin's up next
And I'm the luckiest man on the planet
Even when six feet under
For music of Indian summer
The rain falls hesitatingly for analysis
He capotted off
Dark and sad but happy as can be
In the flurry of five powder....
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