carriages

Carriages
7-2-17

Abiding at Mytilene
I come peaceably
Minding myself to go afoot
For the coming around of our Agahus
Where Mnason should lodge
And I seek asylum in the palm of His right hand
We did but prophesy
More than in the season
That grain and vine increase
For you alone name me to dwell in safety
As to take of the carriages
Four virgins did prophesy
I hope to serve you in just this
As to take up Paul's girdle
Lover of all creatures and books
Strewn across my love seat
Where it all comes together
Sons of Mil do your best
To start spreading the news...




Fir Bolg
7-2-17

Home just in time to write you these letters
Of recommendation
Not to boast nor to jelly the toast
But to encourage the host
Our brethren receive us gladly
And I have a cigarette as things strangled
Zealous of the law the reads, "love your neighbor as thyself"
Take heed, he is a roman saluting Brigid for poetry and smithery
Our finery
To whom much is given
Much is required
Led to my cage
Always left unlocked
For Major English and Minor French
In being the first crowd, come along, bag men
Why did I even leave....





Eternal Self Viper
7-2-17

My sibilation is as letting air out of my life preserver
Of such but I didn't want to talk about it that much
For eternal viper self renewed
Keep from blood and things strangled
And don't let me give up so easily
Negotiating my volume dial
As I respect the peace I am made
Burned by their light as if leaving the table
Where there is a five pound T-bone
Come along Ananias and see what lies in store
For those with faith
And to a certain centurion
Give me the strength and I will help you
Prior to privilege
In prying open the prison doors.....





Salute Im Dagda
7-2-17

Take it from the beat poets
Out of sight she prepares the aluminum silex
To but notice the president of the United States
Not an accident
Times were good as to salute Epona
We start to roar with all the fearful by the wayside
For doorways to the Otherworld
Salute Im Dagda as well
And young one bursting the baby cries
In that he knows not the words to express emotion
I was free born to hear another speech
You're the one we've waited for
Where I wist not....




On The Sidhe
7-2-17

Going to battle on something  by Mab
The far Sadducees say there is no resurrection
Be of good cheer
The Word is here
Where Apostle Paul pays claims to be a Pharisee
Just another way of passing the day
He is by blood so get ready for a flood
Bound under a curse as one to beg to see the nurse
What a funny world unusual
Where it's not enough for Nuada of the silver hand
Say that you will and I did likewise
This is the time you will live for
On the Sidhe....