Hear My Rogue
2-3-18
Dulled by technology
That we ought to thank God for
Sharpened by old school methods such as this
My friend, the pen in our hands of promise
As the winds have ceased at my window where the poet peaced
O, trot up to the nursery in some humorous delta
The river runs rampart
And today I'm looking for it
Deacons at Plumbfield
As liberty must not be abused
For another black tooth and sometimes too much truth
Manfully taking a lethal dose....
Our Cellulose Ester
2-3-18
As insinuated food fights in the cafeteria
And something to prove
O, light bearer be not our terror
As upended faraway
O, what a strange name to describe the darkness
Approaching the Equinox
I can play one too in such a show
Where all of the entourage are good guys in the end
In the slipstream still nosy for the meat of the peace offering
Yet uncircumcised ceremonial and purified
Surrendering to the impossible
At first blush and lustful lacquer....
Facile (On Another Day)
2-3-18
Facile, fluent and effortless
And such words that are scribbled here to be translated
On another bay of inviting God into my life
As God will choose the weak to do His will
Come first traces of sunlight and fences facing
Yet unconstrained all good today no matter how I might feel about
Time between as to prowl about silhoutetted
It won't be long
Now God is still on His throne
And we need not go it alone
Silver studded breaded sins
Don't follow me
In plans that seem impossible
To shovel the glimpse of our intermediary.....
Don't Forget About Me
2-3-18
Intermediate between the point
A question in your nerves
Come agency the snowman stays until mid-March
Going today a-mousing
Don't forget about me
As to ascend into heaven in all reconciliation
For the pity on our freight in the city
Of another recruit intermediate
She is here on almost eight on the nose
As contrite in remorse crushed and worn down today
We need not go to town as to cleave to the house of Jacob
The snowman stays.....
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