Saturday, April 22, 2017

bubble

Bubble (To Effervesce)
3-20-17

By the vagrants looking beyond the ambers
In hues of authenticity
Where we shall surely triumph
In a text not to be doubted
I, what have I become
And who do I mean to emulate
When there is nothing to hate
Even as the land is full of adulterers
In my house I find their iniquity
Encumbered forever by ambition and desire
Profane in the house and leus that jingle in my pocket
And not maimed for wealth will take care of itself
Mind not me beholding books on my shelf...





Louvois
3-20-17

Come inflated speculation
I find the way back to the here and now
And ponder the Cow
There is sickness in their hearts
To believe as others do
In a pool of bubbles and tears
For more than our lettuce and kale
And if I had a horse to bet on
I would invest in tracks of light and darkness
By inflated speculation
I think I already said that
For letup and cessation of reiteration
And lunch at the square
Louvois, listen boy
We will go golfing someday....





Wheedle The Needle
3-20-17

Turn and face the day
What do you want from God today
In that He wants you to want Him more
We follow none but You
Holy Cow so to speak
Blundering blindly along
For the howl of stale buffalo
For letup and cessation of anticipation
When I just let things be
To but effervesce and wheedle by flattering
To strengthen the hands of the evildoer
And another time in Paris
To salute our Atlas
Where rivers plunge and climb
And I still am inclined to rhyme
To wheedle and cajole....





Parc Du Prince
3-20-17

O cardigan collarless
For cajolery we coax
To prophesy in Baal
Yet God's love will not fail as Sodom
And everyone Gomorrah
Opening down at the front
As the rain falls slow down on all of our rooves
Of rues like grooves like glues
Did you know yet tantalized by time
O, foible and all folly and vice melancholy
Just as nice for Parc du Prince at Auteuil
These days we just cannot tell who it is
Quirk and eccentricity...



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