Canvassed
7-25-17
For the remnant to scatter into the winds
Another part die of pestilence
In smart brown suit
Who now can lick you for trifles and gimcracks
Yet canvassed concerning the carefree
Often speculated for the sole mention of the wicker man
To investigate by inquiry
I discuss and debate my anger be accomplished
Because I could have done better
Spoken it in my zeal
For all that is real
As to make thee waste and a reproach among nations
In the Spirit of those that pass by....
Ogham Alphabet
7-25-17
I'll be here just in time to redd up
As to solicit opinions
That mark those whom dislike change
That comes with the territory
Made as waste and reproach among nations round about
Thee is the sight of all that pass on by
Coming from the root meaning of thunder
By the darkened sky of the light of day
As fly over our canvasbacks
As for query and mental reservation
Covering the inside windowsills
As to investigate and become naked over there
What about up here
To wrestle a man till the break of day...
Sins Of Commission
7-25-17
Passing over the ford Jabbok
To get what I want and need
Where Jacob makes a comeback
In pages of unconcern
As hawks get along with doves
It's a longer story
Getting somewhere
As to switch your pattern
And to be something inside you
For solitude of strength
And the science of a sky
Taking two wives and two womanservants
Where a man transgresses for a piece of bread
Power with God and not power over people
For the upreach in sins of commission
Learning how to come back
There are some poems for me to write....
No comments:
Post a Comment