swan

Swan Awakening
1-30-18

This is the generation of my life and regeneration
In spite of all strife
In new and transformed meanings of the life as we know it
In our skillful faculty of expression
As to proceed in happy laborious strokes and cleave to the surface
And to the roof of ones mouth
Looking for Ralph by the river Alph
In all felicity as the main idea
Of the life that is in the blood
For our monument new waves
The hour now sleeps the swan soon to awaken
Come the light of day.....





Always One More
1-30-18

Eat not that which is torn of beasts
So it is written on the scene of feasts
In another life at the Elizabethtown Fair
Into the loam crying out footsteps
Get my hopes up hopefully not in vain
As someone else crept in
Where a little bit of faith goes a long way
Over the hill of medicine where it all turns out alright
Throwing our horseshoes where our lack needs not be our hindrance
Prepared by steeping as to imbibe and to infuse
O, what's the news?






Unorthodox
1-30-18

Pervading and absorbing
As to steep for ones marshmallow peep
Have no concord with those who hate without cause
For influence and agency through freewill intermingling
Hey Mac I see your down and out in a wild maze of childish nonsense
As eyes are crazy
Brew now!
As to extol
I'm happy now and that's all that matters
I cover my ground
To melt the sound in our cannon of matins liturgical
Brew now!
Canonical
Selah!