Monday, November 27, 2017

hin

Hin, The Mystery
8-29-17

As the earl suggests and as the duke mentions
The days of our youth are numbered
Honoring my memories in snapshots
Blessed be mine understanding
So returns Aaron, be hallowed
Epochal in distinctive features
It's a dream that's slowly fading
It's the people of the south wind
Noteworthy and memorable
Kill the bullock before the door
Now I look back and it makes me wonder
Dare to turn the page upon ones witching
Fascination and charm for the nee
Us and them
They and we
Of hin, the mystery....





Slow To Awaken
8-29-17

Sacred for now
Save me from what He doth allow
Buying one and one half gallons, the hin
If I snooze I win
And one tenth deal of flour
And to you, power
We know their intentions are good
Burning the reminder not to be eaten
You help me so close
By the account of the controversy
At witching hour I am fast asleep and slow to awakening
Come Preacher from Stratford
Joy in knowing you
Offer up no strange incense
One half shekel for each soul
For ransom...





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