Seeking Hathaway
4-9-17
If thou were pure and upright
If thou know how to fly your kite
If you painted all fences white
Surely now he would awake for thee
And make his habitation prosperous
It sets me straight and walking proud
Though thou beginnings be shall in veil and shroud
Shall not they utter words out of their heart
Looking for Hathaway on this path
Someday or someone by that name
As to plug in a quarter for a new game
In such was no shame
For in thine I pray thee of the former age....
Dreams Are More
4-9-17
Shall not they teach thee
Dreams are more than just moving pictures in your head
Now that the sand does in the clear
And the cat is fed
As to prepare oneself to the search of their fathers
For I inquire as one to teach something new to the choir
We measure our need and with caution proceed
As our days on earth are like a shadow
By another glorious twilight in Paris
Days are getting longer
Where God makes me stronger
Like the coffee I pour and I want more...
Do Ye Yet Err?
4-9-17
Do you understand or do ye not err
What is it like to hear my cat purr
Shall not they teach you
His fate was never clear
For we are not of yesterday nor of such a fear
In that our days on earth are but a shadow
Like an injury to reoccur
My cup runneth over
All that really matters
Is that I am here in the now
Can the rush grow up without the mire
Whose trust be as a spider's web
And here cut off as the moon sets in the west
Voluminous and red...
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