playground

(The Mind Is A) Playground For Everything
3-1-16

The zeal will return what is real
We are yet to learn the mind is a playground for everything
With a love that's always true
Without one trinket from Ormuz
We hope to hear his words of peach fuzz
Dreaming of sycamore for a newfangled aroma
I can't is just a lie from the devil
When the time is right
Come and see yet incongruent
Of what God thinks not natural
To be patient or even kind
Love, joy and peace
The fruit of the Spirit
Saving the Queen from family censure
Poetry is words put into deeds
To minister to their needs
Agenda today, watch and pray
Hope and cope
Brother Ken is filling in
I pray for his words to have free course....




Drop Of Sweat
3-1-16

Tomorrow I am true to myself
In being present while absent
Where all these wars are over
Love will lead us
More than a Moses' Exodus to practice
Defined as do
Turning off a mere degree
Dennis is in Tennessee
I say a prayer for him with groaning
In my crucifixion
In these bodies of clay
Practice connecting
God loves you
Where stigma and consolation
Are as the intersection
Not about trying to meet the right criteria
God is not my jailer but my vindicator
We are called to be something and I do just this
Feeling a drop of perspiration down my chest
Quite natural
And so put off your heavy day
Fooling Valladolid
If only we may....