Friday, July 14, 2017

hots

With The Hots Revisited
5-22-17

Meat, my washpot
Fighting dragons with crooked swords at high noon
So amazed seeing things so clear
This way thou gave the banner to they that fear Thee
O, quicken us to but proceed
So that I might see to the need
And I will hope continually
And praise Him more and more with psaltery
Where a merry heart makes a cheerful countenance
And a smile preaches a sermon of its own
Thou art my rock and fortress flying in Winchester cathedrals
Where I hope continually
I have not done these things that I might boast
But for His glory....




Much Poetry Is In It
5-22-17

Take this song of us
In our dark star
O, so wrong of us for spark so far
Herby I might pardon myself
Spending my days in Your service
Like as unto yourselves
such a book is not crooked of itself
For there is much poetry in it that I have caused
That you should assemble
Walking in a clean conscience
With those with eyes to see
Persevering from day to day
To but simply ramble
And with my time today I gamble
In a tome of cold interrogation
Orating to vulgarity
As a pennyboy to those who seem poor in Spirit
Blessed be...






Consumption (Was It?)
5-22-17

God knows my weakness
As to speak to His people from the tower
And celebrate another gospel hour for open hearts
When you call your king to learn about believing
Never doth vary from that which hath been said
Feeling now how vain
As large peace touches the hem of his garment
With blood rushing through my veins
Becoming a flood of tears
Idealizing all of such clownish lusts
For caramel M&M's and mixed nuts
My missions accomplished again today
On top of the world
For even at this time
My whole frame doth tremble
As ye hath hitherto done
To more than one....





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