On Shannon Waves (Wake)
1-20-18
Of munitions Shannon waves
Suggesting quality over quantity
No Wake reads the sign
And the rule is broken
In the ray of rabblement as money well spent
For our river in Finnegans
"Is the heat on yet?", we emphatically inquire
O, talk to me turning back over the hill of poison
One more reply of herd remark for a painful case
Yet painless yet pleasurable
This day as fulfilled and complete
And later on get something to eat
O remarkable reply it is!
Accounting
1-20-18
Called upon to make an accounting
Weeks before the presentation
God gives us the idea like a mustard seed
To grow to become the greatest of all herbs
As solitude serves me right
Of broad technique and traces on the sand
Now I'm flying as to flow over our own homes
Heron, Ontario, Michigan, Erie and Superior
Of cloud coverage as to in part break such spells of dryness
O, Highness back in April of '93
So was a beautiful me
Blessed be the day I am born free....
Aureole On Cithern
1-21-18
Black spot on the sea chest
Time to turn it over and impart my piece for love and peace
It's all there waiting for me where there must be a need for a resurrection
Into something more as death passed upon all men
Life begins for those whom discern similar crescendos
Rolling me over and letting me up greeting Aristotle France
Saving the next dance
We were beautiful then
With our aureoles as to sing with citherns
With my first crack as my French roast
I will not boast...
Of Citole On Golden Thread
1-21-18
In selfishness and overindulgence
Who's to blame
Someday to make an account
For this amount on citoles foreheard garrison
Wearing the golden thread
O, Paris is a woman's city not far from London
Knowledge puffs up but charity edifieth
In fir-woods accompanies by oaks and elms
For notes and helms
As we still confuse wants with needs
Welcome, party animal and soon lather up
Where it is easy to forget where we came from
In friendly western woodworks
Where Nature has Her way....
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