shooter's hill

At Shooter's Hill
9-27-17

Before the starry eight
It is nothing to fear or to hate
Asking with tears all absolution
Of their great sway in stolen snippets
From Ulro to eternity on shooter's hill
As to tare their abode come idle threats
The loser later does win big
Confessing all sorrows that turn into joy
Frozen to inexplicable shadows of wisdom and knowledge
On the old road slowly restoring rejoicing to see Oloden descend
The first will be last if and when one can transmute
Take heed how you hear in the son of Alpheus and his brothers....




O, Suzuki
9-27-17

God don't let me squander the second pot of coffee
And insane caffeine
Out in the wilderness your eyes fix on the bow and arrows
In different between ideas of seven breeze's blowing
America north and south as oceans pound and roar
And James Fox becomes a hermit at Mork's pond
And it's really not that bad
Purloining a visit to Gethsename as laws to abide
Visiting California to the rise and back upon clouds
With my watch in hock worn on the opposite wrist
As war has its day
By all means go out and enjoy the weather....





Woof And Warp
9-27-17

Of blessing and of flattery
And always another battery
As another war comes passable by immortal feet
I prefer the back room instead of the street
For weapons of clerical dust
Fine, then we must
By Mexico and in Alaska
We visit monestaries just to say we did something
In an air force plane one is short of breath for the sun to go singing
Call it folk the genre of Genius
To enter Gethsemane as electrocuted in reminiscence astonished
He can't be blamed for Doves of Ivory and gold
And more snippets thence to Blackheathe our dark woof and warp
And lightness of being...