Viscount
8-22-17
Viscount and baron
Duke and earl
A hierarchy of surprises
The scholar surmises
A brilliant cut of emerald
We build such a city again
My nothing but the pen wearing sadness
On tour soldiers
On feudal vassal holding hands
Our direct grant yielding a low pointed oval
Wife and widow equal to that of a marquis
Fifty-eight facets our ployhedron chiseled out
Rendering homage and fealty
Service to our other superior
And no such bitter quark
O, flax of middle age....
Lockets
8-22-17
In pockets tattered and creased like lockets
Wherein prayer never hath ceased
I unlock my mind with a dusty key
For our fowl and bitter continual hostility between us
No longer the friction that made us stronger
The future is ours to see
Under the foundation of our fief
Such is life by estate and domain our vassals
Observation to be faithful
Hold onto me and I will see to it
Skillful, neatly and elegant
For Benjaminites of Bethlehemjudah
Stand for provender is ours
And bread and wine for you and I
God will not lie
Disturbing the waters....
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