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.....