ouch!

Ouch!
8-29-17

Only good can win the battle
Turmoil in the streets
And tribulation for oxen and cattle
As to brooch and love your pooch
As to clasp
And much more grasp
For a memorial all the prophesies are taking place
By ouches and ornaments
Such is grace set with gems
God had patience with me
Up to this point
By another midsummer night's dream
Just add sachrine and cream
And fragments of truth still remain
And today I take the rain
As Sylvia loves Valentine
See the pages as they turn
By the setting of a precious stone.....





Blessed Be!
8-29-17

Keep on keeping on so she says
Dig it until it's all gone
As to enrich my understanding
Winter seems so numbing
Sun going down soon
Blessed be the God of Meslach
Staring out the window
I hear them call
Does all of this learning make you mad
To wait till musick is in season
I'm a cheater
I'm a liar, I confess
Whereby they command
That is how I play
Where God is a God of both and and
And no longer of either or
As moments in time no longer exist
Seeing in visions
Not empty dreams of going back to war
Blessed be!