Scraggle
11-27-17
As to mushroom and quickly spread in ones room
Applying leaven to the bread
As heaven is more than what is in your head
In all collective unconsciousness of global stalkless fungi and alien genera
To emit a cloud when pressed and broken for our edible agaric
In our meadow for toadstools
Yet to flourish deeper and deeper
Still rise up for He calls you
Sing it to me again if that's all there is than so be it
If you want to work the fields are ready to yet reap and sow
Fastened surely as with a golden iris for corn and thin scraggles
As cheap praises ascend and you might believe...
Chaplain (Tale Without End)
11-27-17
Love boating in rejoicing
As toasting what one is voicing
Getting a good head start by redwood smoked
At the top under the roof of a tobacco curing barn
We know much musick
There in concord grape and sweet in the noblest
And the humblest to resound through aisle and nave
Preaching at the state of mind still on it our price tag
As direction is lost for Germany as Chaplain in Poncaster's embassy
At Heidleburg of flesh sonnets lest discord and common praise
As such are alike as to raise hymn and psalm
As to the thin nose and palm
Sing that you're swept away
Echo and melt powerful...
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