Come To Me (Passerby)
3-4-18
Come to me
Take me back and I'll be there
Even when the Spirit seems unfathomable
This is something of significance
For flocks composed and consoled
Numbered among us
The Lord did deliver them
Taking up Russel Ballard
Don't be afraid
We have just such a message
I went there and conquered
Our message with the passerby
Down on Nottingham Square
Stand behind thankfully
We take it in and try to give in missionaries among us
Future on our side
Greeting MacFarlane
"You're a hoot", so say they but I'm not too proud
Especially proved deeply moved together in large bodies of water
Knowing to give good gifts for son and daughter
In belief that there is hope
O, awful monster sever again the rote
Plenty of time to get it together
Thoughts stagnant.....
Bloodied
3-4-18
Stop me from going under
As I sink further
I rise again not just to check off a block
Let me be the one to know you best
O, what lies beneath but joy transcending later to be read
Learned and studied as bloodied
We are God's helping hands and O, how I ramble
O, grey rose stone find wagain your way not alone
Say not today that tomorrow will be bad by thoughts of immediate goodness
The sun will rise again
Don't give in!
In large bodies we set sail
And it's alright to fail
Desirous that I might be baptized again
After the manner of brethren as to permeate all I see
Not afraid to die
A shilling per day
Thus saith the Lord
Keep justice!
On Isaiah 57:7
3-4-18
In carnal and sinful states
Situations God so creates
And now I'm back in one piece
Taking care of it while it is still down there
In that he will bill me later
Just a joke together on different bodies and no such apostesy nor hysteria
As to assemble let the eunuch say here am I and don't ask why
By the roots of a dry tree shallow and therefore easily shaken
Alma did go forth as e help ourselves to the north gathering our outcast
What would you say if I walked away
True to the faith
Our gospel reference
He will visit our afflictions
As to be accepted at the altar
To all the will of the Lord
Here, now and today and always
It's never too late to inherit my holy mountain
High and lofty.....
Monday, April 30, 2018
render
As Rendered
3-4-18
O, when is forever
Where you can take it from me
I really haven't any change
But soon it is due to simply be and God sees
God I pray that this will be a life changing experience
In a wonderful way as if to say and no more go astray
God made this day beautiful for me and you
Under skies of azure blue as watchmen life up their voices
He can have my memories
Who hath believed our report
As we hid our faces for the voice of reason
And Jesus always in season
As I carry out our sorrows in hopes of many bright and auspicious tomorrows
Who will declare his generation
Feed the shark and call father according to the flesh
Render lives our intensive plural
O, when is forever?
Obedience (Not Just For Children)
3-4-18
As sheep that have gone astray
Quite deep the message for which I pray
Enter Liza and Tryiman
Glad to see you
Come the thorn of the cypress
Among all the trees of the field
Here am I, a living stump down drury cane mercier
Are brought back to life on the Lord's day
Loving to be awake as to exfoliate the snake
By regards of obedience
Even when all is today broken
By love our true token
As to pull the reader into the story
Scripture is more to me than just allegory
Tomorrow will be as today
O, we'd love to say as to be His servants
Come here sons of Serceress
And may we hook up for the offspring of the idolater in us all
Stick out your tongue refusing to be discouraged
We all take it to heart.....
We Also Lead Them
3-4-18
Sometimes thwarted in getting around to the matter of the madcat in the sun
Each one walking in their uprightness
O, grain offering be scattered on a lofty and high mountain
Giving thanks every moment just as we claim the right to worship
Building a foundation of mutual respect
Sounds good, so he says and I say have a good night
O, share your message that is His to begin with
O, what about the basket and by no means a casket
Keep justice and do well
We will also lead them
God have me not to be forgotten
For the souls which you have made
There is more blessing than burden
We must believe this to make it through as me to you
O, responses to adversity do what you will
Fading so fast and fleeting
Come and bring the wine but not in a bottle.....
I Learned A Lot Today
3-4-18
In the compassion of roots merciful
Men are brought back to consciousness
Of whom you have been wearied
In Scottish conversions of Irish salvation a la mode
Under the clefts of rocks
Nice socks apostle Paul and no more blocks
Back again from conference
A new one on me
Did you not say that there is no hope
O, take refuge and rock on and press onward on backs of angels
Getting down to the heart of it keeping it together
Trembling
It's so easy to turn away from Aryan nations
Greeting Elder Snow
O, what has this to do with anything at all
But to stand tall back in Zarahelma to quicken this dying soul
I'm ready to let it all go
I learned a lot today
But I cannot put it into words......
3-4-18
O, when is forever
Where you can take it from me
I really haven't any change
But soon it is due to simply be and God sees
God I pray that this will be a life changing experience
In a wonderful way as if to say and no more go astray
God made this day beautiful for me and you
Under skies of azure blue as watchmen life up their voices
He can have my memories
Who hath believed our report
As we hid our faces for the voice of reason
And Jesus always in season
As I carry out our sorrows in hopes of many bright and auspicious tomorrows
Who will declare his generation
Feed the shark and call father according to the flesh
Render lives our intensive plural
O, when is forever?
Obedience (Not Just For Children)
3-4-18
As sheep that have gone astray
Quite deep the message for which I pray
Enter Liza and Tryiman
Glad to see you
Come the thorn of the cypress
Among all the trees of the field
Here am I, a living stump down drury cane mercier
Are brought back to life on the Lord's day
Loving to be awake as to exfoliate the snake
By regards of obedience
Even when all is today broken
By love our true token
As to pull the reader into the story
Scripture is more to me than just allegory
Tomorrow will be as today
O, we'd love to say as to be His servants
Come here sons of Serceress
And may we hook up for the offspring of the idolater in us all
Stick out your tongue refusing to be discouraged
We all take it to heart.....
We Also Lead Them
3-4-18
Sometimes thwarted in getting around to the matter of the madcat in the sun
Each one walking in their uprightness
O, grain offering be scattered on a lofty and high mountain
Giving thanks every moment just as we claim the right to worship
Building a foundation of mutual respect
Sounds good, so he says and I say have a good night
O, share your message that is His to begin with
O, what about the basket and by no means a casket
Keep justice and do well
We will also lead them
God have me not to be forgotten
For the souls which you have made
There is more blessing than burden
We must believe this to make it through as me to you
O, responses to adversity do what you will
Fading so fast and fleeting
Come and bring the wine but not in a bottle.....
I Learned A Lot Today
3-4-18
In the compassion of roots merciful
Men are brought back to consciousness
Of whom you have been wearied
In Scottish conversions of Irish salvation a la mode
Under the clefts of rocks
Nice socks apostle Paul and no more blocks
Back again from conference
A new one on me
Did you not say that there is no hope
O, take refuge and rock on and press onward on backs of angels
Getting down to the heart of it keeping it together
Trembling
It's so easy to turn away from Aryan nations
Greeting Elder Snow
O, what has this to do with anything at all
But to stand tall back in Zarahelma to quicken this dying soul
I'm ready to let it all go
I learned a lot today
But I cannot put it into words......
roll away
Roll Away The Rocks Again
3-4-18
As you prod me on
I wake at dawn
And darkness is soon gone
Being right and making the same day in my pocket
Is my empty wallet
Tell me why
For on the morrow
He delivers us from bondage
As we watched our flocks and roll away the rocks
To raise the roof and no more stand aloof
O, what news from the west of where we come from
Breaking up the sky
Remembering a dream I had
Of a conversation of a distant brother
Who remained silent and for discerners of Moleck
We wonder and borrow their thunder
Seeing ourselves walk in empty lands
God have me today to relate
And be a blessing unto all
Where I pour out all thanks
Glory to God in the highest
As to organize us at the chime of seven.....
Enormity
3-4-18
Where sky and water are free
Of changed hearts we enlarge
Lay it down
You have earned your crown deep inside
I don't want that pride
Save it be of lions
I am myself a scholar of Scripture and literature
O, prove me wrong and I will write you another song
Glory to God in the highest
Not just a Catholic saying faraway on Judah's plains
Tell me it's okay even in driving rains
Joyful saints is this fate on another good time to create
Restored through the prophets someday love illuminates
And I find the one today for the enormity of Russia
In memories of King of Prussia
Right you are in acts of upstairs
Not by smarts but by God's love that constrains us
As to act in concern.....
On Isaiah 52:14
3-4-18
True to the faith
Our gospel reference
Keeping up the joy
What's that you say?
Adversity is part of the plan
Like stained glass as to absorb its energy
I shall never forget you in the practice of sweetening
"I've been there my friend"
So says He that touches me
As far as purblind eyes can see
Who hath believed our report
As to receive in freedom
We buy as to sprinkle many nations
Soon we will be there
Together going out from the midst of her
With visage marred more than the sons of men
On the corner of Wimpole and Cedar
Still dreaming of those passed on
Plowing through Isaiah straight into light on through the dawn....
3-4-18
As you prod me on
I wake at dawn
And darkness is soon gone
Being right and making the same day in my pocket
Is my empty wallet
Tell me why
For on the morrow
He delivers us from bondage
As we watched our flocks and roll away the rocks
To raise the roof and no more stand aloof
O, what news from the west of where we come from
Breaking up the sky
Remembering a dream I had
Of a conversation of a distant brother
Who remained silent and for discerners of Moleck
We wonder and borrow their thunder
Seeing ourselves walk in empty lands
God have me today to relate
And be a blessing unto all
Where I pour out all thanks
Glory to God in the highest
As to organize us at the chime of seven.....
Enormity
3-4-18
Where sky and water are free
Of changed hearts we enlarge
Lay it down
You have earned your crown deep inside
I don't want that pride
Save it be of lions
I am myself a scholar of Scripture and literature
O, prove me wrong and I will write you another song
Glory to God in the highest
Not just a Catholic saying faraway on Judah's plains
Tell me it's okay even in driving rains
Joyful saints is this fate on another good time to create
Restored through the prophets someday love illuminates
And I find the one today for the enormity of Russia
In memories of King of Prussia
Right you are in acts of upstairs
Not by smarts but by God's love that constrains us
As to act in concern.....
On Isaiah 52:14
3-4-18
True to the faith
Our gospel reference
Keeping up the joy
What's that you say?
Adversity is part of the plan
Like stained glass as to absorb its energy
I shall never forget you in the practice of sweetening
"I've been there my friend"
So says He that touches me
As far as purblind eyes can see
Who hath believed our report
As to receive in freedom
We buy as to sprinkle many nations
Soon we will be there
Together going out from the midst of her
With visage marred more than the sons of men
On the corner of Wimpole and Cedar
Still dreaming of those passed on
Plowing through Isaiah straight into light on through the dawn....
Aenghus
Aenghus
3-4-18
I've come to be an inspiration
And pay my dues in a matter of love
For the compassion fitting like a glove
As obedience respect and trust
And a place to retire to dust
In another time of pizza crust
Where the eyes of the world now turn
For language taught amongst the Lamanites
Where we see it clearly as street lights
Don't say it's a waste of time
Even when we make it rhyme above the waterline
A people friendly and another good sign no more to malign
Looking for Dagda becoming those messages your own concern
Looking for Aenghus our son of youth
And love far from uncouth
Unveiled in the mail and more instant gratification
Please do!
Out Of Bondage
3-4-18
Of wealth equivilent
No offense intended and none taken
Appointed teachers over Amulon in a hand possessed by his people
In Aryan nations cheer I listen
I want to understand it on my way to a better life
At the chime of three forty
No such strife for authority over Alma and all that stands
He did know the thoughts of their hearts
God have me to go and learn something
In all tranquility so that I can know it
For me in a want to be an advocate
But not a monument
On with the Oils and up the Irons
In consoled environs for conifer and horse force of course
And a new life awaits
Son of youth
Know your fates....
Know Your Custom
3-4-18
Getting better all the time
In communities and frames
There is enough
As we see fit to partake of the good stuff
In crown lands when times are tough
In the night time gathering ones flocks
Loving ones own Boaan
Feeding her half the can up at four
It's all part of the plan
This morning loving my books
By posterity and fishhooks
And birth quite peculiar
O, Mac Lir some people come back to it
As closely associated
God is on His throne whatever happens today
Where on the Boyne is named the Rover
Today is a big day in Jesus
Carrying it in our hearts
Where corruptions break the silence
And we follow in their steps....
Man Of Sorrows
3-4-18
Where Mabon is ones favorite Dagda halted the sun
O, dead heart and living mind
Go not blind in all we today find
Over for and field tomorro
We may rest on temples of gold and such a life never gets old
O, new earth
O, pristine heaven
I believe that Jesus has got this one
Come the illusory self
Back to sleep for one hour
For Jesus a man of sorrows acquainted with grief
For painted ink blots of the thief
Where below we dream of a to be despised
And rejected of men
Come here again as we esteem Him
Sticking closer than a brother....
No Such Inherited Dysfunction
3-4-18
Of one inherited dysfunction
At another crazy busy junction
We are as sheep gone astray for broken plans
And token cans
Two servings each to her as to me a peach
Finding the joy of what the heavenly Father wants for you
Time to hang up the umbrella and gaze into far horizons
In these worlds I often think you know me
And God says be clean and I still inquire of what that can mean
Today is going to be a good one even if if
Never mind the illusion of ownership for ribbons of iron and steel
Shoveling over cargo into a muck never
And the dump truck in forgetfulness of being
Don't leave your heart in a hard place
God have me to make it back to rejoice and celebrate....
3-4-18
I've come to be an inspiration
And pay my dues in a matter of love
For the compassion fitting like a glove
As obedience respect and trust
And a place to retire to dust
In another time of pizza crust
Where the eyes of the world now turn
For language taught amongst the Lamanites
Where we see it clearly as street lights
Don't say it's a waste of time
Even when we make it rhyme above the waterline
A people friendly and another good sign no more to malign
Looking for Dagda becoming those messages your own concern
Looking for Aenghus our son of youth
And love far from uncouth
Unveiled in the mail and more instant gratification
Please do!
Out Of Bondage
3-4-18
Of wealth equivilent
No offense intended and none taken
Appointed teachers over Amulon in a hand possessed by his people
In Aryan nations cheer I listen
I want to understand it on my way to a better life
At the chime of three forty
No such strife for authority over Alma and all that stands
He did know the thoughts of their hearts
God have me to go and learn something
In all tranquility so that I can know it
For me in a want to be an advocate
But not a monument
On with the Oils and up the Irons
In consoled environs for conifer and horse force of course
And a new life awaits
Son of youth
Know your fates....
Know Your Custom
3-4-18
Getting better all the time
In communities and frames
There is enough
As we see fit to partake of the good stuff
In crown lands when times are tough
In the night time gathering ones flocks
Loving ones own Boaan
Feeding her half the can up at four
It's all part of the plan
This morning loving my books
By posterity and fishhooks
And birth quite peculiar
O, Mac Lir some people come back to it
As closely associated
God is on His throne whatever happens today
Where on the Boyne is named the Rover
Today is a big day in Jesus
Carrying it in our hearts
Where corruptions break the silence
And we follow in their steps....
Man Of Sorrows
3-4-18
Where Mabon is ones favorite Dagda halted the sun
O, dead heart and living mind
Go not blind in all we today find
Over for and field tomorro
We may rest on temples of gold and such a life never gets old
O, new earth
O, pristine heaven
I believe that Jesus has got this one
Come the illusory self
Back to sleep for one hour
For Jesus a man of sorrows acquainted with grief
For painted ink blots of the thief
Where below we dream of a to be despised
And rejected of men
Come here again as we esteem Him
Sticking closer than a brother....
No Such Inherited Dysfunction
3-4-18
Of one inherited dysfunction
At another crazy busy junction
We are as sheep gone astray for broken plans
And token cans
Two servings each to her as to me a peach
Finding the joy of what the heavenly Father wants for you
Time to hang up the umbrella and gaze into far horizons
In these worlds I often think you know me
And God says be clean and I still inquire of what that can mean
Today is going to be a good one even if if
Never mind the illusion of ownership for ribbons of iron and steel
Shoveling over cargo into a muck never
And the dump truck in forgetfulness of being
Don't leave your heart in a hard place
God have me to make it back to rejoice and celebrate....
Ruad
Ruad
3-3-18
Present unto them
Ham, Japheth and Shem
In another bible story
Understand this allegory!
On the account of Alma we find it afresh
I highly recommend it for further spiritual growth
In not being afraid to make an oath
When God is a God of and and both
Two sticks, new tricks and blue Bics
Well for you to have Christ the king
I don't mean to impose
Where I can only but suppose
I can live with that
If indeed I stay in the present tense
Christ before glory for I am unworthy
Also from the bonds of iniquity
Someday everyone will come to this knowledge
And this here composition will be my first
In another war but won already
As to chasten us
Let the chips fall and let God do the rest
Err for and field all for the pen to but yield
With holy instruments and trumpets
Nevertheless....
To Elder Batt
3-3-18
Russia is even colder
But in this we grow bolder
In comparative mythology
It all comes about by the same roots reaching deeper
In good soil by Boards another
I say hello to Mother riding out the wave
And living out the worldly dream
Planting gospel seeds to keep me from seeming gossip needs in Aryan nations
I look from where I came to be given back a hundredfold
Of what I'm willing to relinquish
Guide me to the edge of the water
Leading me like a lamb to the slaughter
Deciding that I will continue harmony made to be found
As identical to my bible verses
As tears fall upon the shameless
Seeing our paradise through a telescope in the rain
Well worth the sunburn
A trip of a lifetime
To testify of the truth.....
Fair's Fair
3-4-18
God have me to make the scene
And have me to come clean
Tall order if you know what I mean
Illustrated different responses
To adversity sooner than I think
Looking up on my sobriety's eighth year aniversarry
As bows and arrows to hunt and keep oneself and his hunt
Where Amulan did gain favor of a happy people yet treacherous
In all accounts where Laban is put into position
And today accomplished is another mission
True to the faith and as well true to myself
We can have both
Broke, hungry and tired so it stands
And Jesus understands
When today I choose joy
Steam at one hundred degrees in all pedigrees
And a search for happiness down on my knees
Good news in such a door before me
Saying fair's fair.....
3-3-18
Present unto them
Ham, Japheth and Shem
In another bible story
Understand this allegory!
On the account of Alma we find it afresh
I highly recommend it for further spiritual growth
In not being afraid to make an oath
When God is a God of and and both
Two sticks, new tricks and blue Bics
Well for you to have Christ the king
I don't mean to impose
Where I can only but suppose
I can live with that
If indeed I stay in the present tense
Christ before glory for I am unworthy
Also from the bonds of iniquity
Someday everyone will come to this knowledge
And this here composition will be my first
In another war but won already
As to chasten us
Let the chips fall and let God do the rest
Err for and field all for the pen to but yield
With holy instruments and trumpets
Nevertheless....
To Elder Batt
3-3-18
Russia is even colder
But in this we grow bolder
In comparative mythology
It all comes about by the same roots reaching deeper
In good soil by Boards another
I say hello to Mother riding out the wave
And living out the worldly dream
Planting gospel seeds to keep me from seeming gossip needs in Aryan nations
I look from where I came to be given back a hundredfold
Of what I'm willing to relinquish
Guide me to the edge of the water
Leading me like a lamb to the slaughter
Deciding that I will continue harmony made to be found
As identical to my bible verses
As tears fall upon the shameless
Seeing our paradise through a telescope in the rain
Well worth the sunburn
A trip of a lifetime
To testify of the truth.....
Fair's Fair
3-4-18
God have me to make the scene
And have me to come clean
Tall order if you know what I mean
Illustrated different responses
To adversity sooner than I think
Looking up on my sobriety's eighth year aniversarry
As bows and arrows to hunt and keep oneself and his hunt
Where Amulan did gain favor of a happy people yet treacherous
In all accounts where Laban is put into position
And today accomplished is another mission
True to the faith and as well true to myself
We can have both
Broke, hungry and tired so it stands
And Jesus understands
When today I choose joy
Steam at one hundred degrees in all pedigrees
And a search for happiness down on my knees
Good news in such a door before me
Saying fair's fair.....
Ammon
Discovering Ammon Afresh
3-3-18
Tomorrow if it happens to me
In and out of reach
The Comforter doth but teach
As to light this crooked path
I will find the rhythm through the rain
And reach the water's edge
Be my eyes when I can't see
Be my tongue when I can't speak
Have them to comfort me tomorrow
And have me to know Spirit's presence
O, shipmaster
O, cattail under the bonds we choose to yoke up with
To see the bigger picture as to disallow all that we allow
And stay in the here and now
Making the vow of some effect
I treasure every moment with you
More potentially devisive in pilot and sailor
Who still swears qualified to steer clear
Maybe it doesn't need to be this way
In guide and leader
My gift is to the savior.....
Awe In Its Goodness
3-3-18
Either today or tomorrow
That awful feeling of awe and its goodness
For intolerance the curse and acceptance
The key and the tool
Qualified to but succor finding courage in my darkest hour
"Jesus, save me", I continually cry out
It's alright to be not alright
As plans are made for a brighter future and fate
For the octagon to recreate
As Gideon goes forth
Lamanites made drunk with flocks and herds
Outside our tents
We take it down and move onward
Wherefore let us send proclamation
And gather their schools of minnows
Where mind and Spirit intermingle
Of sacrifices in life give more than they take
As to conquer Helam again
Greeting Chessman
Pride as to make the terror our ease
As industrious therefore profitable....
Through Rohan Over The Fen
3-3-18
O, restless angel
Bring around your fervent message
And help us find the way for the invitation
As Mormon illustrates one more hour completed in Amulon
We can meet up as for the first time of visions unclear
O, remind me of the dream fleeing
Eight day's journey into the wilderness
So begins our surrender in embracing the fight
I must ask an 'I'
Ready for the opportunity of a lifetime
In sense of handling ropes
O, shipmaster sailor according to tongue
I am not shattered
Filled of close seams
Tell me your dreams
For its caulk to walk my track
It's going to be both terrible and wonderful
For bows lost in their spring
Call me at one in the afternoon
And nothing will be impossible
For no such unrighteous dominion
Through Rohan over the fen....
3-3-18
Tomorrow if it happens to me
In and out of reach
The Comforter doth but teach
As to light this crooked path
I will find the rhythm through the rain
And reach the water's edge
Be my eyes when I can't see
Be my tongue when I can't speak
Have them to comfort me tomorrow
And have me to know Spirit's presence
O, shipmaster
O, cattail under the bonds we choose to yoke up with
To see the bigger picture as to disallow all that we allow
And stay in the here and now
Making the vow of some effect
I treasure every moment with you
More potentially devisive in pilot and sailor
Who still swears qualified to steer clear
Maybe it doesn't need to be this way
In guide and leader
My gift is to the savior.....
Awe In Its Goodness
3-3-18
Either today or tomorrow
That awful feeling of awe and its goodness
For intolerance the curse and acceptance
The key and the tool
Qualified to but succor finding courage in my darkest hour
"Jesus, save me", I continually cry out
It's alright to be not alright
As plans are made for a brighter future and fate
For the octagon to recreate
As Gideon goes forth
Lamanites made drunk with flocks and herds
Outside our tents
We take it down and move onward
Wherefore let us send proclamation
And gather their schools of minnows
Where mind and Spirit intermingle
Of sacrifices in life give more than they take
As to conquer Helam again
Greeting Chessman
Pride as to make the terror our ease
As industrious therefore profitable....
Through Rohan Over The Fen
3-3-18
O, restless angel
Bring around your fervent message
And help us find the way for the invitation
As Mormon illustrates one more hour completed in Amulon
We can meet up as for the first time of visions unclear
O, remind me of the dream fleeing
Eight day's journey into the wilderness
So begins our surrender in embracing the fight
I must ask an 'I'
Ready for the opportunity of a lifetime
In sense of handling ropes
O, shipmaster sailor according to tongue
I am not shattered
Filled of close seams
Tell me your dreams
For its caulk to walk my track
It's going to be both terrible and wonderful
For bows lost in their spring
Call me at one in the afternoon
And nothing will be impossible
For no such unrighteous dominion
Through Rohan over the fen....
astonish
Astonishing Again
3-3-18
As silence and darkness
Serves as my music and joy
As elder oaks observe all aspens of coniferous pines
Beginning to see good signs
No explanation is necessary
where poetry is so much more than just roses are red
For my salvation from generation to generation
He said I wouldn't understand
But now I'm coming around to it
Where joy and soundness is to be found in it
O, thank you intercessors
My life is in His hands
Today and tomorrow and always
Where freedom knows no bounds
Stand up, O Jerusalem where cups drain out
Putting a little bit of everyone in my pail
Loose yourselves from the bonds of your neck
Found again at every sharp and wide turn
Extending across all barriers
Peace will be bestowed in the Quorum of thirteen.....
Gamble Again
3-3-18
Bet your britches and gamble gay garments
With other detailed resemblances
O, look to Christ and enjoy each moment
In a perfect brightness of hope and new ways to but cope
Faith is the assurance of things hoped for
Greeting Baker White in hopes to this time around get it right
God lead me to that better life they speak of
During this pivotal time kicking rumpus
For the evidence of things not seen
Proving common descent in every inequality
Pain is real in the cut that bleeds
O, mighty storm
O, pulverize my seas
And like a dove I take to the trees
As like the snake I'll be on my knees
In that He wants me to become
Bet your britches....
Today (No Work Servile)
3-3-18
Showing no signs yet of fatigue
As such a word is not out of our league
In steadfastness in the love of God and all men
O, wretched man that I am to grow out of the cocoon
And rise above it soon
But no longer to haunt my conscious mind
At the opening of the gates
Stepping on the sidelines
Looking through the stained glass and seeing color in her extreme
O, warmth and sunlight do your best to console
As my living quarters need not be my prison hole
Whose life will never fail
O, Lord redeem my soul
And help me to today set one goal
Where God's laws break you
Surreptitiously for the evidence of His hand in me
I take my first steps into a beautiful congregation
By my faith I will sit and stand
O, presiding minister
God is a God of more and and.....
3-3-18
As silence and darkness
Serves as my music and joy
As elder oaks observe all aspens of coniferous pines
Beginning to see good signs
No explanation is necessary
where poetry is so much more than just roses are red
For my salvation from generation to generation
He said I wouldn't understand
But now I'm coming around to it
Where joy and soundness is to be found in it
O, thank you intercessors
My life is in His hands
Today and tomorrow and always
Where freedom knows no bounds
Stand up, O Jerusalem where cups drain out
Putting a little bit of everyone in my pail
Loose yourselves from the bonds of your neck
Found again at every sharp and wide turn
Extending across all barriers
Peace will be bestowed in the Quorum of thirteen.....
Gamble Again
3-3-18
Bet your britches and gamble gay garments
With other detailed resemblances
O, look to Christ and enjoy each moment
In a perfect brightness of hope and new ways to but cope
Faith is the assurance of things hoped for
Greeting Baker White in hopes to this time around get it right
God lead me to that better life they speak of
During this pivotal time kicking rumpus
For the evidence of things not seen
Proving common descent in every inequality
Pain is real in the cut that bleeds
O, mighty storm
O, pulverize my seas
And like a dove I take to the trees
As like the snake I'll be on my knees
In that He wants me to become
Bet your britches....
Today (No Work Servile)
3-3-18
Showing no signs yet of fatigue
As such a word is not out of our league
In steadfastness in the love of God and all men
O, wretched man that I am to grow out of the cocoon
And rise above it soon
But no longer to haunt my conscious mind
At the opening of the gates
Stepping on the sidelines
Looking through the stained glass and seeing color in her extreme
O, warmth and sunlight do your best to console
As my living quarters need not be my prison hole
Whose life will never fail
O, Lord redeem my soul
And help me to today set one goal
Where God's laws break you
Surreptitiously for the evidence of His hand in me
I take my first steps into a beautiful congregation
By my faith I will sit and stand
O, presiding minister
God is a God of more and and.....
incident
Full Of Incident
3-3-18
Before the coming of Ammon
Here we are to catch the falling star
Behold the back page
O, who could open our eyes paradoxically
To see what lies ahead
Faith down the way to bring us together
My pure love and so it goes rehashing as investment sessions
Slowly awakening to what I wrote in the year of '01
Soon I will see you again
Full of incident
There is hope around the next corner
And my work is cut out for me
Even if it is solely coping with it
In longer preambles the Word waits at the table
And He is the Way, the truth and the light
Give it fifteen minutes and be bold to make that request
O, examine your heart and tomorrow go there
Full of incident in its innocence
In a sense, emphasis added....
Peopled
3-3-18
All leads up to tomorrow's noteworthy event
Less fully explored and not to be deplored
For the poison I poured
Give to the poor among the people of Limhi
Even to the time of Ammon
Our sign of these changes
Back down at eight-forty
Needing just a little bit of faith as a mustard seed
In a land that is peopled
Taking up my Somerset so I won't forget
That I need not fret
In ones sacrosanct
The answers are right before us
Stay with it
You're kicking rump
As to be covered with dry bones
As truth will deliver us at the chime of eight
Still I wait greeting Renlund at the gate
For the next step in ones spiritual progress
Let Jesus guide you as so the comforter teaches one to keep on.....
On Isaiah 52:1
3-3-18
Learn from your experience
In a gray flu-curing barn
And nearby disturbances
Didn't mean to bother you
Paddling two boats as to submit to this tutoring
One day's suffering will be worth one more tomorrow
Learn from your joy as well as your suffering
O, begin again
In God nothing will be impossible
As submitting ourselves
Take the firstborn of your flocks
O, spiritual significance
Hope brought back to life
Always in fervent prayer in an incident
Life could change
I know not save the Lord commands
To ponder riddles
Where we could be ourselves
I pray that one day
I will no need longer suffer as such
Awake, awake and put on strength
So do I!
3-3-18
Before the coming of Ammon
Here we are to catch the falling star
Behold the back page
O, who could open our eyes paradoxically
To see what lies ahead
Faith down the way to bring us together
My pure love and so it goes rehashing as investment sessions
Slowly awakening to what I wrote in the year of '01
Soon I will see you again
Full of incident
There is hope around the next corner
And my work is cut out for me
Even if it is solely coping with it
In longer preambles the Word waits at the table
And He is the Way, the truth and the light
Give it fifteen minutes and be bold to make that request
O, examine your heart and tomorrow go there
Full of incident in its innocence
In a sense, emphasis added....
Peopled
3-3-18
All leads up to tomorrow's noteworthy event
Less fully explored and not to be deplored
For the poison I poured
Give to the poor among the people of Limhi
Even to the time of Ammon
Our sign of these changes
Back down at eight-forty
Needing just a little bit of faith as a mustard seed
In a land that is peopled
Taking up my Somerset so I won't forget
That I need not fret
In ones sacrosanct
The answers are right before us
Stay with it
You're kicking rump
As to be covered with dry bones
As truth will deliver us at the chime of eight
Still I wait greeting Renlund at the gate
For the next step in ones spiritual progress
Let Jesus guide you as so the comforter teaches one to keep on.....
On Isaiah 52:1
3-3-18
Learn from your experience
In a gray flu-curing barn
And nearby disturbances
Didn't mean to bother you
Paddling two boats as to submit to this tutoring
One day's suffering will be worth one more tomorrow
Learn from your joy as well as your suffering
O, begin again
In God nothing will be impossible
As submitting ourselves
Take the firstborn of your flocks
O, spiritual significance
Hope brought back to life
Always in fervent prayer in an incident
Life could change
I know not save the Lord commands
To ponder riddles
Where we could be ourselves
I pray that one day
I will no need longer suffer as such
Awake, awake and put on strength
So do I!
Sunday, April 29, 2018
up
Up, Up And Away
3-3-18
Up, up and away for the confrontation of that other voice
It's my choice and it's nothing to hate
As to surround them on every side
And put behind me all foolish pride
But still be as dignified by the twist of our faces
On turkey chases looking for it today
So I can keep my eyes on the prize of nobility
O, digital discord and dystopia
I don't know what I'm trying to say save the Lord unfashionable
On the floor beneath the windows and another day of prog
As to beat all drear and grog
I'm still a creature of habit
And this is what I do on my way to a better life
Washing up for free lunches as pacified towards my people without arms
To meet us halfway so his journey begins to meet the savior.....
On Mosiah 21:12
3-3-18
Tea where we go again but not on our own
Putting to parchment again this pen
As all things need not be carved in stone
As words of Alma are fulfilled as to save ones breath
For when one needs to speak
Go forth to meet us there
And come as you are
O, Savior of the square I wait for you today
As beyond His hand is stretched out still
And He doesn't want me to suffer today
As I look for the light
Let us put a stop to shedding of blood
And no more as such tracking in mud
Find your strength in the sound of His voice
Yea, here we go again
But not to lose our way as to suffer it in like manner....
How In Heaven
3-3-18
O, how in heaven will I change these wicked ways
Said on the behalf of those who still are seeking spiritually speaking
As to humble oneself even to the dust
Wanting to give up this here lust
In the admiration I am pressed to bring myself to tears to and fro
And burdened
Wait till nine and then run a vacuum
Going forth against the Lamanites
In the end at the show everyone is the hero
Tearing down the city stone by stone
Now that you see that I'm gifted with eclective tastes of art
As a man can know it
Worst case scenerio
It happens tomorrow in apologistic night visions
Of joy and sorrow as to interpret such engravings
You'd like it as you tasted that it is gracious
How in heaven?
3-3-18
Up, up and away for the confrontation of that other voice
It's my choice and it's nothing to hate
As to surround them on every side
And put behind me all foolish pride
But still be as dignified by the twist of our faces
On turkey chases looking for it today
So I can keep my eyes on the prize of nobility
O, digital discord and dystopia
I don't know what I'm trying to say save the Lord unfashionable
On the floor beneath the windows and another day of prog
As to beat all drear and grog
I'm still a creature of habit
And this is what I do on my way to a better life
Washing up for free lunches as pacified towards my people without arms
To meet us halfway so his journey begins to meet the savior.....
On Mosiah 21:12
3-3-18
Tea where we go again but not on our own
Putting to parchment again this pen
As all things need not be carved in stone
As words of Alma are fulfilled as to save ones breath
For when one needs to speak
Go forth to meet us there
And come as you are
O, Savior of the square I wait for you today
As beyond His hand is stretched out still
And He doesn't want me to suffer today
As I look for the light
Let us put a stop to shedding of blood
And no more as such tracking in mud
Find your strength in the sound of His voice
Yea, here we go again
But not to lose our way as to suffer it in like manner....
How In Heaven
3-3-18
O, how in heaven will I change these wicked ways
Said on the behalf of those who still are seeking spiritually speaking
As to humble oneself even to the dust
Wanting to give up this here lust
In the admiration I am pressed to bring myself to tears to and fro
And burdened
Wait till nine and then run a vacuum
Going forth against the Lamanites
In the end at the show everyone is the hero
Tearing down the city stone by stone
Now that you see that I'm gifted with eclective tastes of art
As a man can know it
Worst case scenerio
It happens tomorrow in apologistic night visions
Of joy and sorrow as to interpret such engravings
You'd like it as you tasted that it is gracious
How in heaven?
testament
Not Just Another Testament
3-3-18
For the strength in you
Jesus has been there too
Choosing our course rightly
Let go on me and burn brightly
As time slips away into the future which is now
Do I because you love
God in Shemleh and everywhere your foot doth but tread
Shamed no longer to return to the city in ones living will
He wants all writings to be donated to the Library of Congress
Fighting like the lion for her prey
As we aught return and first in zeal and enthusiasm burn
As I be your albatross still looking for instant gratification
Distracted by a hundred other playlists in this procedure
As to accept the Lord's plan in trying another way
Here our revolt of stages
Who's to blame
Thank you Jesus and millions of praises.....
Hearing The Maracass
3-3-18
And for wisdom I yearn
Being careful for what I wish
As it takes trying times to manufacture longsuffering
As the best longings go another way in going about it
Still seeking his strength and will to take off in the air and fly
And go on out for another fix taking up five more riveting classics
To share myself so I won't be wrong tomorrow
Not concerned about miles put behind me
As I still seek His strength and will
O, how warm it is in here
And I thank Jesus for the shelter from the elements
As to obtain the prize of knowledge
By my turf to yet defend and unearth and upend
My adulterated antiperspirant and mouthwash
Let the sun beat through the clouds
Oaths are made as loafs are abundant in the shade....
Creaking
3-3-18
O, I turn to you Yassuh O Sho, boss
Get it while it's hot and fresh
For Athenian conquests not up to speed
Starting again from the Word just to return again for taxis flagging madly
I wait as God tells me to
Walking in the indigo furlong
Down to where I want to be so to speak
And as well act as a matter of fact
Soon again in the same mess
I'm going out like that today
Dogging the scene for my nicotine
By the time you read this message
You should know me a whole lot better
In Persia sacred warfare
God is my lover not my jailer
As I gnash my teeth and see what lies beneath
As to abrade and have it made
Even in life sentances
Accepting the invitation......
Jackhammer
3-3-18
Now that I set it in motion
I have no choice but to press onward and make her my own
Seventh month holy convocation
You know me better now as you read these words
Where I create my own holidays
And do all work servile for my good file crushed inside an inquisitor's
Glance sideways with exploitation asking for mercy and consolation
God be it prompt today for peace with our Peloponnesians
Making it look easy as it's still quite breezy as to endure hardness
By no such ostracism and the sun slowly rises
As I keep my eyes on these prizes
Given another interruption then the feeling came in Word and name
I'll never be the same....
Of Numerous Hosts
3-3-18
As to both sleep and dream and wake early
On the morrow with phrases to borrow in the Toltec way of human bondage
And yet emancipation rages the scene with Jesus just as the hallmark
"I know you called"so he said hours later
And I apologize in vain standing as ground like a Tom cat
And so I keep on playing that game plugging quarters into those machines
Yea, strange currencies so they are where I choose to pawn off my car
A hint lost to static getting the flavor cooked in the rice
In that we all have been naughty and nice
As fool seems to be my other middle name
O, wide arc from one extreme to the other
I want to feel it now!
3-3-18
For the strength in you
Jesus has been there too
Choosing our course rightly
Let go on me and burn brightly
As time slips away into the future which is now
Do I because you love
God in Shemleh and everywhere your foot doth but tread
Shamed no longer to return to the city in ones living will
He wants all writings to be donated to the Library of Congress
Fighting like the lion for her prey
As we aught return and first in zeal and enthusiasm burn
As I be your albatross still looking for instant gratification
Distracted by a hundred other playlists in this procedure
As to accept the Lord's plan in trying another way
Here our revolt of stages
Who's to blame
Thank you Jesus and millions of praises.....
Hearing The Maracass
3-3-18
And for wisdom I yearn
Being careful for what I wish
As it takes trying times to manufacture longsuffering
As the best longings go another way in going about it
Still seeking his strength and will to take off in the air and fly
And go on out for another fix taking up five more riveting classics
To share myself so I won't be wrong tomorrow
Not concerned about miles put behind me
As I still seek His strength and will
O, how warm it is in here
And I thank Jesus for the shelter from the elements
As to obtain the prize of knowledge
By my turf to yet defend and unearth and upend
My adulterated antiperspirant and mouthwash
Let the sun beat through the clouds
Oaths are made as loafs are abundant in the shade....
Creaking
3-3-18
O, I turn to you Yassuh O Sho, boss
Get it while it's hot and fresh
For Athenian conquests not up to speed
Starting again from the Word just to return again for taxis flagging madly
I wait as God tells me to
Walking in the indigo furlong
Down to where I want to be so to speak
And as well act as a matter of fact
Soon again in the same mess
I'm going out like that today
Dogging the scene for my nicotine
By the time you read this message
You should know me a whole lot better
In Persia sacred warfare
God is my lover not my jailer
As I gnash my teeth and see what lies beneath
As to abrade and have it made
Even in life sentances
Accepting the invitation......
Jackhammer
3-3-18
Now that I set it in motion
I have no choice but to press onward and make her my own
Seventh month holy convocation
You know me better now as you read these words
Where I create my own holidays
And do all work servile for my good file crushed inside an inquisitor's
Glance sideways with exploitation asking for mercy and consolation
God be it prompt today for peace with our Peloponnesians
Making it look easy as it's still quite breezy as to endure hardness
By no such ostracism and the sun slowly rises
As I keep my eyes on these prizes
Given another interruption then the feeling came in Word and name
I'll never be the same....
Of Numerous Hosts
3-3-18
As to both sleep and dream and wake early
On the morrow with phrases to borrow in the Toltec way of human bondage
And yet emancipation rages the scene with Jesus just as the hallmark
"I know you called"so he said hours later
And I apologize in vain standing as ground like a Tom cat
And so I keep on playing that game plugging quarters into those machines
Yea, strange currencies so they are where I choose to pawn off my car
A hint lost to static getting the flavor cooked in the rice
In that we all have been naughty and nice
As fool seems to be my other middle name
O, wide arc from one extreme to the other
I want to feel it now!
Noah
Say Not, Noah Must Die
3-3-18
She says I ought to be proud
But I owe it all to my God
Beyond that high clerk of long walks of Athens
Pick up here and chase after wisdom
As to be given a situation to manufacture it
We have a great deal in common
And I think that I will become no more sluggish
Nor even numb assuring such is the case for a brisk wind
To investigate my face back in human bondage and of captivity
Is tributary to tenuous trials by similarities in crescendos
Call my name and here I come
Never give up hope against hope
For gold and silver and precious things
The choir sings
Having compassion on all whom walk by this way
Blessed are the peacemakers that they might find it
And no more bind it
Awakening the Mormon within.....
Dog Ears
3-3-18
Dog ears unintentional
Try to improve the chicken scratch
Laying blame
Take this as "wait" so do I
As tides have turned
And I have not the time to get around to it
Fleeing myself further into the wilderness in prog metal poetic
All day today or until I lose my mind again
Having continual peace in the kingdom
In the heart where it really counts
God have mercy upon the entire neighborhood
In a premesis of principal
Daring to cross His threshold
Plowing into chapter twenty
Where that came from there is plenty
Let us mix, Max as time slips away into tomorrow
For all joy and sorrow and words I borrow.....
3-3-18
She says I ought to be proud
But I owe it all to my God
Beyond that high clerk of long walks of Athens
Pick up here and chase after wisdom
As to be given a situation to manufacture it
We have a great deal in common
And I think that I will become no more sluggish
Nor even numb assuring such is the case for a brisk wind
To investigate my face back in human bondage and of captivity
Is tributary to tenuous trials by similarities in crescendos
Call my name and here I come
Never give up hope against hope
For gold and silver and precious things
The choir sings
Having compassion on all whom walk by this way
Blessed are the peacemakers that they might find it
And no more bind it
Awakening the Mormon within.....
Dog Ears
3-3-18
Dog ears unintentional
Try to improve the chicken scratch
Laying blame
Take this as "wait" so do I
As tides have turned
And I have not the time to get around to it
Fleeing myself further into the wilderness in prog metal poetic
All day today or until I lose my mind again
Having continual peace in the kingdom
In the heart where it really counts
God have mercy upon the entire neighborhood
In a premesis of principal
Daring to cross His threshold
Plowing into chapter twenty
Where that came from there is plenty
Let us mix, Max as time slips away into tomorrow
For all joy and sorrow and words I borrow.....
Perecles
Perecles Rising
3-3-18
Repulsed and pacified
Putting a man on Mars
Just to come back to earth
And see how things have changed
Since our sojourn in paradise
For photographs in my southwest corner
Compassing Greek city-states
Back in the Athens of the eternal soul
Gideon did spare my life
Trying to keep the rule and go by the command
To take care of it today
As dedicated now it's so much clearer
And to God I draw nearer
One day a small number of us gathered
Tomorrow is the big day
When I go and see it for myself
At the water's edge where the moon is low today
Even unto being set on fine marsh
So is here but no heads up about spring cleaning
This I cannot judge for myself
Loving books on my shelf
As Lamanites did desire us....
3-3-18
Repulsed and pacified
Putting a man on Mars
Just to come back to earth
And see how things have changed
Since our sojourn in paradise
For photographs in my southwest corner
Compassing Greek city-states
Back in the Athens of the eternal soul
Gideon did spare my life
Trying to keep the rule and go by the command
To take care of it today
As dedicated now it's so much clearer
And to God I draw nearer
One day a small number of us gathered
Tomorrow is the big day
When I go and see it for myself
At the water's edge where the moon is low today
Even unto being set on fine marsh
So is here but no heads up about spring cleaning
This I cannot judge for myself
Loving books on my shelf
As Lamanites did desire us....
dramatic
Dramatic Revelation
3-3-18
Moon wanes again
In partly cloudy skis
As tune rains from the pen
And a saint tells a million lies
O, what about you
Going down to the river
And venture from mouth to delta
Taking up again my Sophocles
Receiving members of our Ascledish
Believing that there are no cults
Offering us solutions
To these vainglory pollutions
To change the locks
Called of God with ones time, treasure and talent
For pleasure our gallant and the Lord profaned
A way for us to become what God wants
Reading the book of Mormon from cover to cover over again
For these things God willing of no such mistaken identity
Making clean the sandbox again in conversation with the Savior
Talk to him today....
3-3-18
Moon wanes again
In partly cloudy skis
As tune rains from the pen
And a saint tells a million lies
O, what about you
Going down to the river
And venture from mouth to delta
Taking up again my Sophocles
Receiving members of our Ascledish
Believing that there are no cults
Offering us solutions
To these vainglory pollutions
To change the locks
Called of God with ones time, treasure and talent
For pleasure our gallant and the Lord profaned
A way for us to become what God wants
Reading the book of Mormon from cover to cover over again
For these things God willing of no such mistaken identity
Making clean the sandbox again in conversation with the Savior
Talk to him today....
Saturday, April 28, 2018
connected
Technically Connected
3-2-18
"Stay with it, you're on a roll and kicking behind"
So whispers a voice of a new brother in Christ
Amongst warriors of prophesy and prayer
Pull up another chair
God's mercy bestowed upon them that pine for it
And ask of Him a double portion
High time at the twelfth chime
Pen like a battle ax in sweeping grass
And poison regrets still dreaming of walking along the interstate
To get back to the store now more independent for the strength of you in youth
As in older ages rebirth at twenty-seven my profession of faith
And great changes and dreams of endless corridors
Wanting to belong in a crowd
And head on back to the music shops for new releases
As God has put trust in you
It works both ways my friend till the end....
Continue God's Work Today
3-2-18
One more good morning and then I expect the trial
Another one for the file
Realizing I never left you
Even when I would't shake it
As to the Christian light and salt
With all our might He, we exalt
And I want to learn to judge and discern
Hello, the son I never had out of my own loins
And goodbye old man in me thrice again
Sometimes too many books for my own good
Knock on wood
You owe me a mountain dew
Be not hesitant for the citrus flavors
Doing myself more favors
For this I yearn
I want to learn for the time I burn
There is enough to get me through
Coming to earth in a time of great opportunity
Conjuring our eggs Benedict
Soon I turn it over
In that He is mindful....
Dagda
3-3-18
Come authorities of a faction of their numbers
Gauls do prosper in the One God
Crazy in the head up at four on a Saturday
Just for study and devotion
Perhaps there is no right choice so saith Gimli
Presenting a style of satire saying
"Come sit by my fire"
King not so much concerned about the people
Nevertheless Gideon did spare his life
In Brythonic Pantheons
Greet Dagda come daylight delightful and divine
At Loire Angic our undry where dwarfs cut the branches of an aging tree
As a dance partners need not be your lover in Raurdabia
We see it afresh of faith adulterated
Today as I wipe the sleep clean from my eyes
In reverence.....
Mediator Revisited (In MacBain)
3-3-18
By His power to bring great joy
O, hang on and you will get to the good stuff
In the stories of Chlakanyama we find it in higher places
In reference to our benevolence formalities are no fools
In old schools on what did I choose to meddle with today
But more opportunities for praises greeting Elcmar
Where sweetness comes after acidity
In joy and wonder and family discussion
Foe Elevation
I pray for their ministries
Leading our children to seek the Holy Ghost
For heart, souls and truths of understanding
Today I musn't fret
Not even for another cigarette
For gospel-centered discussions of abstraining
But O, will I as we gather thunder in trust of our little lives....
3-2-18
"Stay with it, you're on a roll and kicking behind"
So whispers a voice of a new brother in Christ
Amongst warriors of prophesy and prayer
Pull up another chair
God's mercy bestowed upon them that pine for it
And ask of Him a double portion
High time at the twelfth chime
Pen like a battle ax in sweeping grass
And poison regrets still dreaming of walking along the interstate
To get back to the store now more independent for the strength of you in youth
As in older ages rebirth at twenty-seven my profession of faith
And great changes and dreams of endless corridors
Wanting to belong in a crowd
And head on back to the music shops for new releases
As God has put trust in you
It works both ways my friend till the end....
Continue God's Work Today
3-2-18
One more good morning and then I expect the trial
Another one for the file
Realizing I never left you
Even when I would't shake it
As to the Christian light and salt
With all our might He, we exalt
And I want to learn to judge and discern
Hello, the son I never had out of my own loins
And goodbye old man in me thrice again
Sometimes too many books for my own good
Knock on wood
You owe me a mountain dew
Be not hesitant for the citrus flavors
Doing myself more favors
For this I yearn
I want to learn for the time I burn
There is enough to get me through
Coming to earth in a time of great opportunity
Conjuring our eggs Benedict
Soon I turn it over
In that He is mindful....
Dagda
3-3-18
Come authorities of a faction of their numbers
Gauls do prosper in the One God
Crazy in the head up at four on a Saturday
Just for study and devotion
Perhaps there is no right choice so saith Gimli
Presenting a style of satire saying
"Come sit by my fire"
King not so much concerned about the people
Nevertheless Gideon did spare his life
In Brythonic Pantheons
Greet Dagda come daylight delightful and divine
At Loire Angic our undry where dwarfs cut the branches of an aging tree
As a dance partners need not be your lover in Raurdabia
We see it afresh of faith adulterated
Today as I wipe the sleep clean from my eyes
In reverence.....
Mediator Revisited (In MacBain)
3-3-18
By His power to bring great joy
O, hang on and you will get to the good stuff
In the stories of Chlakanyama we find it in higher places
In reference to our benevolence formalities are no fools
In old schools on what did I choose to meddle with today
But more opportunities for praises greeting Elcmar
Where sweetness comes after acidity
In joy and wonder and family discussion
Foe Elevation
I pray for their ministries
Leading our children to seek the Holy Ghost
For heart, souls and truths of understanding
Today I musn't fret
Not even for another cigarette
For gospel-centered discussions of abstraining
But O, will I as we gather thunder in trust of our little lives....
crossbreed
No Such Crossbreeds
3-2-18
Succeeding to substitute something
More oft than before
Trembling my the harbor wall
Children on the warm sea set sail
As I chase away the lust
Yea, by the waters of Mormon
When the dutchman comes as to receive the grace of God
What will be simply will be
Beginning to breathe it out without threatening
Hope in hopelessness and joy in sorrow
Bitter for sweet so it seems to me to but be
As to no more mongrelize nor debase the Word in our own opinions
And no more expurgate nor bowdlerize
The Word as it stands
Fast evocative
T.G.I.F.
Selah....
Tear Limb From Limb
3-2-18
All ye lovers of the good life of the judgment
Seek chastisement so some say
Never satisfied with what is evocative
In steep-sided ravines as men of means
On the pen the slave and poet leans
Yet tributary in its torrent impassioned in today's elements
That could be a whole lot more grievous
For Lord and lady laying low and lenient
Between our oxen and cattle and bleak suggestions
For pumpkin seed devourers and social security salary
In deep gulches the money is there in all arroyos
We bask as it gushes forward
Laodicean and indifferent
Not to be as such
O, blessed thirst for yet more
For this convocation....
Look Both Ways
3-2-18
Mentors come along in numbers bold and strong
Along the path to paradise as to meet and assemble
The day after tomorrow impassioned to start spreading the news
O, New York we are not forsaken
Covet not their money nor their wives
Nor be envious of man's pleasure in carnality
Including me
I must profess as to grind my teeth upon my cuticles
Again no need to fret of being found
Handing it all over to Jesus
In a need to cough up something
O, do they really hear it
Respect it and fear it
Like a nose one to clear it
In order to breathe properly
Looking ahead to cold cash
May for my forty-five not too far ahead
Accumulation of books like a drug
Singing O requiem the same old story.....
It's For You Too
3-2-18
Obedience not just for children
And wisdom not only for the old
As the motor stretches the sound of work in progress
Just too darn real
O, woah in wicked wind and guru
To come in from the elements
God have mercy on those with no place to hide
Look the other way and walk in a poor man's shoes
Sum it up, please
Back in the Communication Workshop
In my own tight quarters
Where the only problem that seems to be lieth in oneself
In stability our ability we can make it better and reach for the pepper and salt
And pass her on used now with new care in the shoes
This weekend of the hungry in the sight of what's really up....
3-2-18
Succeeding to substitute something
More oft than before
Trembling my the harbor wall
Children on the warm sea set sail
As I chase away the lust
Yea, by the waters of Mormon
When the dutchman comes as to receive the grace of God
What will be simply will be
Beginning to breathe it out without threatening
Hope in hopelessness and joy in sorrow
Bitter for sweet so it seems to me to but be
As to no more mongrelize nor debase the Word in our own opinions
And no more expurgate nor bowdlerize
The Word as it stands
Fast evocative
T.G.I.F.
Selah....
Tear Limb From Limb
3-2-18
All ye lovers of the good life of the judgment
Seek chastisement so some say
Never satisfied with what is evocative
In steep-sided ravines as men of means
On the pen the slave and poet leans
Yet tributary in its torrent impassioned in today's elements
That could be a whole lot more grievous
For Lord and lady laying low and lenient
Between our oxen and cattle and bleak suggestions
For pumpkin seed devourers and social security salary
In deep gulches the money is there in all arroyos
We bask as it gushes forward
Laodicean and indifferent
Not to be as such
O, blessed thirst for yet more
For this convocation....
Look Both Ways
3-2-18
Mentors come along in numbers bold and strong
Along the path to paradise as to meet and assemble
The day after tomorrow impassioned to start spreading the news
O, New York we are not forsaken
Covet not their money nor their wives
Nor be envious of man's pleasure in carnality
Including me
I must profess as to grind my teeth upon my cuticles
Again no need to fret of being found
Handing it all over to Jesus
In a need to cough up something
O, do they really hear it
Respect it and fear it
Like a nose one to clear it
In order to breathe properly
Looking ahead to cold cash
May for my forty-five not too far ahead
Accumulation of books like a drug
Singing O requiem the same old story.....
It's For You Too
3-2-18
Obedience not just for children
And wisdom not only for the old
As the motor stretches the sound of work in progress
Just too darn real
O, woah in wicked wind and guru
To come in from the elements
God have mercy on those with no place to hide
Look the other way and walk in a poor man's shoes
Sum it up, please
Back in the Communication Workshop
In my own tight quarters
Where the only problem that seems to be lieth in oneself
In stability our ability we can make it better and reach for the pepper and salt
And pass her on used now with new care in the shoes
This weekend of the hungry in the sight of what's really up....
Friday, April 27, 2018
station
Station
3-2-18
By your station
A dream of a bottle of scotch
Not you current lifestyle as of seven and one half years
As sweet bartenders linger on proving to make other's burdens light
Through the gift that is in you
And it's not such a bad life in reality as Christ's disciples
May words be seasoned with salt
Watching for Jesus even in dreams of heavy wine
Just wait in line changing your very nature as to comfort you
As the Savior does where we pray for the consolation in another prayerful study
Be honest about your progress and let the angel pass on by
And listen to what he has to say as to exchange charitable thoughts
And untie all knots
We are surrounded by these in need of attention
In the Quorum of twelve
Just to make mention of those that serve....
Scotch Dream (Not My Life)
3-2-18
Dreaming about being chastised for autoeroticism
Stating it bluntly but that's a whole other ballgame
O, teach by the Spirit and come and see
As to anchor every discussion and ask inspiring questions
To prepare us to but discern from this time forward
Come as you are almost looking for trouble
But not to burst anyone's bubble
Where many care for your state not to encumber nor impede
But to edify and succor greeting our Zelophehad
And the butler in the hall
Four doors
Three stories made twelve not counting the laundry room
Not to curtail it today not to hamper for Urim and Thummim
This is my Lord, what you see on these posts
This is my testimony to feed all hosts....
On Mosiah 18:18-24
3-2-18
As Alma commands
O, is such a good example or may we inquire for giant killers
Arming up for a day of evil as to appear in Zula stories
Closing up wintertime sooner than we think
And hopes to buy new pairs of combat boots and Jesus shoes
As to turn into the spin roundabout toward the land of Shemelon
Seeing that something's on the move in our stormwatch
But the worst of it is done
How we hope engendered by experience
In tributary monarchs
Even the boss has a lot to do about it
In the lesser part about us
That seeks for more and more
As to find ones center
These things done in the borders
Of the lands of promise
As Alma commands.....
3-2-18
By your station
A dream of a bottle of scotch
Not you current lifestyle as of seven and one half years
As sweet bartenders linger on proving to make other's burdens light
Through the gift that is in you
And it's not such a bad life in reality as Christ's disciples
May words be seasoned with salt
Watching for Jesus even in dreams of heavy wine
Just wait in line changing your very nature as to comfort you
As the Savior does where we pray for the consolation in another prayerful study
Be honest about your progress and let the angel pass on by
And listen to what he has to say as to exchange charitable thoughts
And untie all knots
We are surrounded by these in need of attention
In the Quorum of twelve
Just to make mention of those that serve....
Scotch Dream (Not My Life)
3-2-18
Dreaming about being chastised for autoeroticism
Stating it bluntly but that's a whole other ballgame
O, teach by the Spirit and come and see
As to anchor every discussion and ask inspiring questions
To prepare us to but discern from this time forward
Come as you are almost looking for trouble
But not to burst anyone's bubble
Where many care for your state not to encumber nor impede
But to edify and succor greeting our Zelophehad
And the butler in the hall
Four doors
Three stories made twelve not counting the laundry room
Not to curtail it today not to hamper for Urim and Thummim
This is my Lord, what you see on these posts
This is my testimony to feed all hosts....
On Mosiah 18:18-24
3-2-18
As Alma commands
O, is such a good example or may we inquire for giant killers
Arming up for a day of evil as to appear in Zula stories
Closing up wintertime sooner than we think
And hopes to buy new pairs of combat boots and Jesus shoes
As to turn into the spin roundabout toward the land of Shemelon
Seeing that something's on the move in our stormwatch
But the worst of it is done
How we hope engendered by experience
In tributary monarchs
Even the boss has a lot to do about it
In the lesser part about us
That seeks for more and more
As to find ones center
These things done in the borders
Of the lands of promise
As Alma commands.....
Elendil
"Elendil!"
3-2-18
Yielding for an understanding
In ageless times where it never gets old
For sisterhood as well and agape love on the side
Desirous to come into the fold
Many called and chosen vessels
To do what they do and forsake not the gift that is in us
No need to pick from off the ground a clover
No need any longer to play the rover
Thinking about Sunday morning and my first steps of faith
In the folds of sheep needing to be sheered
Loving Hoglah and respecting Tizran
Meeting Milcha to stand before Moses in all sincerity
At the door of our tabernacle
Up into Mount Abarim
But not to encumber nor add up the number
As we exempt your invitation
Heed the songs that call them back
As to be transferred to tastier bread dipped in oil......
In Seven Time (Ring Of Bells)
3-2-18
O, receive my soul
Written down in tablets for the cause of ink
It really makes me think
As winds have stilled and there is hope
To simply move on with it
And as many have believed him
Are those that find a path to a better life
Tasting the traditional willing to rejoice with those that do likewise
Winds have subsided where we greet our personal Helam
And come through two hundred and four souls
Accept the proposition and live on with greater confidence
That they had yesterday as many wax strong in Spirit
Elendi!
All for Arasorn pierced with black feathered arrows
Circling up into the firmament in seven time
Of heaven rhyme, hang out!
Summary
3-2-18
Cries come louder and the educated grow prouder
Cut down to size with those further on in the study of orcs and halflings
We use these characters as a guide to spiritual understanding
And parallels walking on velvet green yet baying
And curiously thinking of Saint Patrick's Day in Thailand
And six golden apples on the seventh day
Get ready for the comforter and partake of no strong drink
Come meditations on belief and life in the saddle
Awards chosen by a jury in finding your place in the new congregation
I'll have to decide for truth in each rhythm
And we can do better and find refuge in life's storms
Praying for the entire city of York in others of compassion
And good care greeting Basband in the air
Reading his summary.....
Not Solely Academic
3-2-18
O, study space
Do your thing in me today and tomorrow
Loving the feel of books in my hand
I kneel for awhile and cry out for peace
Where we don't know much about the shepherds
But that they were to feed their flock
Quite ordinary folk of kin in lineage
As the heavens open catching ones breath as one looks around
The dining room to see how the rest of us are taking it on
Under Uchdorf we might prosper when we apply to life what we have read
And heard bread and bird sled
Not absurd stay with it my friend and keep on
O, how am I seeking Him today?
Good question
Knock on brick for the answer
O, great uproar needing not be but we keep doing our thing
In dying embers....
Just Doing My Thing
3-2-18
Stay with it for the sake of all fellow men
And women mixt with prestige our joy O, sorrow do your work in my heart
So that I can let it out for dramatic resolution
Assurance setting realistic goals in life as we can come to know it
As study leads us to find Him standing there with healing hands
Willing to bear someone's burdens even if only in prayer and thought
For the old man's fancy
In the souls of our beloved in the morning light
And cool of the day
Heat waves are coming back to my own Minas Tirith
In lying twist to catch the silver screen
It doesn't really work that way by obligation and privilege
Gear not after the manner of these using words to destroy
Smart and short-eyed.....
3-2-18
Yielding for an understanding
In ageless times where it never gets old
For sisterhood as well and agape love on the side
Desirous to come into the fold
Many called and chosen vessels
To do what they do and forsake not the gift that is in us
No need to pick from off the ground a clover
No need any longer to play the rover
Thinking about Sunday morning and my first steps of faith
In the folds of sheep needing to be sheered
Loving Hoglah and respecting Tizran
Meeting Milcha to stand before Moses in all sincerity
At the door of our tabernacle
Up into Mount Abarim
But not to encumber nor add up the number
As we exempt your invitation
Heed the songs that call them back
As to be transferred to tastier bread dipped in oil......
In Seven Time (Ring Of Bells)
3-2-18
O, receive my soul
Written down in tablets for the cause of ink
It really makes me think
As winds have stilled and there is hope
To simply move on with it
And as many have believed him
Are those that find a path to a better life
Tasting the traditional willing to rejoice with those that do likewise
Winds have subsided where we greet our personal Helam
And come through two hundred and four souls
Accept the proposition and live on with greater confidence
That they had yesterday as many wax strong in Spirit
Elendi!
All for Arasorn pierced with black feathered arrows
Circling up into the firmament in seven time
Of heaven rhyme, hang out!
Summary
3-2-18
Cries come louder and the educated grow prouder
Cut down to size with those further on in the study of orcs and halflings
We use these characters as a guide to spiritual understanding
And parallels walking on velvet green yet baying
And curiously thinking of Saint Patrick's Day in Thailand
And six golden apples on the seventh day
Get ready for the comforter and partake of no strong drink
Come meditations on belief and life in the saddle
Awards chosen by a jury in finding your place in the new congregation
I'll have to decide for truth in each rhythm
And we can do better and find refuge in life's storms
Praying for the entire city of York in others of compassion
And good care greeting Basband in the air
Reading his summary.....
Not Solely Academic
3-2-18
O, study space
Do your thing in me today and tomorrow
Loving the feel of books in my hand
I kneel for awhile and cry out for peace
Where we don't know much about the shepherds
But that they were to feed their flock
Quite ordinary folk of kin in lineage
As the heavens open catching ones breath as one looks around
The dining room to see how the rest of us are taking it on
Under Uchdorf we might prosper when we apply to life what we have read
And heard bread and bird sled
Not absurd stay with it my friend and keep on
O, how am I seeking Him today?
Good question
Knock on brick for the answer
O, great uproar needing not be but we keep doing our thing
In dying embers....
Just Doing My Thing
3-2-18
Stay with it for the sake of all fellow men
And women mixt with prestige our joy O, sorrow do your work in my heart
So that I can let it out for dramatic resolution
Assurance setting realistic goals in life as we can come to know it
As study leads us to find Him standing there with healing hands
Willing to bear someone's burdens even if only in prayer and thought
For the old man's fancy
In the souls of our beloved in the morning light
And cool of the day
Heat waves are coming back to my own Minas Tirith
In lying twist to catch the silver screen
It doesn't really work that way by obligation and privilege
Gear not after the manner of these using words to destroy
Smart and short-eyed.....
portrait
Portraits (Of Flesh And Spirit)
3-2-18
For scorpions having no sting
And cobras of no fangs
Freaks of nature there will be in His Word
Yet carnal and devilish
I miss a day or two of taking such care of business
Where Alma believes finding an accusation
Against what only seems to be of teeming millions
Hankering for something more
Cast out from among the rest of him
As King Moab fears his own words as do I
Sometimes as priests lift up their voices
Still circling the carcasses in teaching of this proclamation
As white tires spun enough to make it through harsh conditions
For portraits of faith and understanding
Taking up Richardson to hunt my treasure
Until we meet again.....
Portions (Of Want And Need)
3-2-18
Portions and double portions
Our fortunes for our departure with Boromir
Author dies the same year I am born
And suddenly he leapt forward
Where Alma preaches in private the words penned of a poet
Ordaining other writers to speak their piece
When Satan wants to silence our voices
Wishing a brother well on his way
Someday I might know his freedom if I follow through
Sending for this only covenant that I will not quit
And I will keep on keeping on
With a deep-throated call and a trip to the mall
And business elsewhere
Music thrice in out hamlet as refuse and protection
Time to play another record and rock on to it
And this afternoon just do it.....
3-2-18
For scorpions having no sting
And cobras of no fangs
Freaks of nature there will be in His Word
Yet carnal and devilish
I miss a day or two of taking such care of business
Where Alma believes finding an accusation
Against what only seems to be of teeming millions
Hankering for something more
Cast out from among the rest of him
As King Moab fears his own words as do I
Sometimes as priests lift up their voices
Still circling the carcasses in teaching of this proclamation
As white tires spun enough to make it through harsh conditions
For portraits of faith and understanding
Taking up Richardson to hunt my treasure
Until we meet again.....
Portions (Of Want And Need)
3-2-18
Portions and double portions
Our fortunes for our departure with Boromir
Author dies the same year I am born
And suddenly he leapt forward
Where Alma preaches in private the words penned of a poet
Ordaining other writers to speak their piece
When Satan wants to silence our voices
Wishing a brother well on his way
Someday I might know his freedom if I follow through
Sending for this only covenant that I will not quit
And I will keep on keeping on
With a deep-throated call and a trip to the mall
And business elsewhere
Music thrice in out hamlet as refuse and protection
Time to play another record and rock on to it
And this afternoon just do it.....
awake!
"Awake!" And Cross over
3-2-18
Awake, awake and put on strength
And take their advice
As still willing to pay the price
Meaning something quite remarkable in tourists' cities
My salvation has gone forth of a great multitude
I touch a lot of people today
Even when in prayer only
See fit to use the backdoor
And ask God for mercy
At the turning in of all stations
And invisible frequencies of this desire
Call it lust if you must
It will all go back to the dust
Awake, awake as in ancient days
Greet Zelophahad by the way and love her like a sister
As to hold ones horses Awake O gambler
Do you have a desperate plan for eagles' wingspan
Sailing around the island
Thinking about visiting sometime soon.....
On Erie's Coast
3-2-18
Many of no man's words
and walk in no man's code
In sand and stones along the coast of Lake Erie
Space out ere to roam given the position of the bard
As I hand out my business card
Jesus was a realist as well for the redeemer to cross over on dry land
O, my nation
Don't follow me
As to stretch out the heavens
To draw aces, jokers and sevens
If there would be such good fortune
I never made that casino scene
And I'm never going back
In that my work is right here at home
As to fear continually in no more words of credit card accounts
With the shadow of my hand and Zion's failures
Forgiven out on the corner of Market and Harrison
Conspicuous in a place where Mongolia's got talent
Gifts to be used for our Maker....
Clues From King
3-2-18
Clues from Tolkien and King
News in that we stand up to sing
In search of happiness
But in truth we already have it deep down inside
Professionally my interest not to recruit but to share what I have seen
As we have a great deal in common
For a sermon preached on a single word
As recorded in doctrine today
I am crazy happy in my soul for Gracie
And to become what God wants me to be, no joke
I still smoke and I fail at chastity
Greeting Keiser by the fourteen events of nativity
O, wretched man that I am
O, grovelling worm
No point in cracking the whip quite yet
As there is a resurrection to everyone
Doing my cameos for my personal record at noon
I post it
That He is the light of life
And salt for Spirit...
3-2-18
Awake, awake and put on strength
And take their advice
As still willing to pay the price
Meaning something quite remarkable in tourists' cities
My salvation has gone forth of a great multitude
I touch a lot of people today
Even when in prayer only
See fit to use the backdoor
And ask God for mercy
At the turning in of all stations
And invisible frequencies of this desire
Call it lust if you must
It will all go back to the dust
Awake, awake as in ancient days
Greet Zelophahad by the way and love her like a sister
As to hold ones horses Awake O gambler
Do you have a desperate plan for eagles' wingspan
Sailing around the island
Thinking about visiting sometime soon.....
On Erie's Coast
3-2-18
Many of no man's words
and walk in no man's code
In sand and stones along the coast of Lake Erie
Space out ere to roam given the position of the bard
As I hand out my business card
Jesus was a realist as well for the redeemer to cross over on dry land
O, my nation
Don't follow me
As to stretch out the heavens
To draw aces, jokers and sevens
If there would be such good fortune
I never made that casino scene
And I'm never going back
In that my work is right here at home
As to fear continually in no more words of credit card accounts
With the shadow of my hand and Zion's failures
Forgiven out on the corner of Market and Harrison
Conspicuous in a place where Mongolia's got talent
Gifts to be used for our Maker....
Clues From King
3-2-18
Clues from Tolkien and King
News in that we stand up to sing
In search of happiness
But in truth we already have it deep down inside
Professionally my interest not to recruit but to share what I have seen
As we have a great deal in common
For a sermon preached on a single word
As recorded in doctrine today
I am crazy happy in my soul for Gracie
And to become what God wants me to be, no joke
I still smoke and I fail at chastity
Greeting Keiser by the fourteen events of nativity
O, wretched man that I am
O, grovelling worm
No point in cracking the whip quite yet
As there is a resurrection to everyone
Doing my cameos for my personal record at noon
I post it
That He is the light of life
And salt for Spirit...
stellar
"Stay Safe!", saith The Stellar
3-2-18
Pointing out the obvious
I have already committed adultery in my heart
O, vex not your Midianites
Nor the twenty-four thousand that die in the plague
On the next leg of the journey like a segue
O, daughter of Zur
All sheep need sheered
As to spur
O, plague be stayed
O, hedgerow delayed
In another heartbreaking scheme
Speak out in the plains of your Moab astral and stellar
Aster during mitosis
Power in my words amongst the Centrosome
I'll be coming back again to meet new friends
By the discord of our composite flowers
Enter it gently with temperance as children of Korah die not
In the time of the eagle feeding on the snake.....
Leporacy
3-2-18
Fire devouring two hundred and fifty
Becoming fashionable in life and death
In ways I could not speak
Making notes of these photos and bold confidence
To face the howling wind
God, my savior and Spirit
I have sinned of Centriole Eukaryotic under wraps
Now to stop talking about it
Organelle where the sinew is my favorite
As testimony is what I want to wear
As to partake of firstfruits and glean the grapes of grace
Wrapped in the force of this undivided attention
Take heed and see to the need
As it is high time to face the friction of the day
Yea, I must look like a laptop offline
As Jesus turns water into wine
Like pens to parchment
Hold on tight for ego in twos and threes....
On Mosiah 16:12
3-2-18
As articulated in our geography
I was always a boy of maps
Slipping into the peril of authority
For the making of life
And escaping of death
Somewhat out of breath for creators of our realities
Backtrack and backflap
It was hard to keep the light to the world
And salt of the earth
Sprinkle is no longer
Sparingly in the silver stream
In newfangled satiety at the chime of eight
I submerge all fate for the substance
But O do they really hear
Quickened that the mouth more speedily than the hand
We are as such as members in need of one another
For they are commanded to repent
To take that sharp left turn onto highway twenty-four....
No One's Car
3-2-18
Let someone know what you get out of the show
Given the suspicion of yet one more significant snow unfair
I think now, beware
We sink but how consider
For a moment a word such as understanding of the seventies
Nobody's favorite automobile as is habit semmingly ingrown
And when we get to know each other better we will see to it
To practice understanding for a light that is endless
Under an astounding late winter sky
Snow is pretty to look upon
But not to walk therein
I'd be damned to go there unclean
So says the devil
Speak the word for footprints and another disappearance
In suppliments a light that can never be darkened
As it lives up in these parallels of the beautiful obsession without the bottle....
3-2-18
Pointing out the obvious
I have already committed adultery in my heart
O, vex not your Midianites
Nor the twenty-four thousand that die in the plague
On the next leg of the journey like a segue
O, daughter of Zur
All sheep need sheered
As to spur
O, plague be stayed
O, hedgerow delayed
In another heartbreaking scheme
Speak out in the plains of your Moab astral and stellar
Aster during mitosis
Power in my words amongst the Centrosome
I'll be coming back again to meet new friends
By the discord of our composite flowers
Enter it gently with temperance as children of Korah die not
In the time of the eagle feeding on the snake.....
Leporacy
3-2-18
Fire devouring two hundred and fifty
Becoming fashionable in life and death
In ways I could not speak
Making notes of these photos and bold confidence
To face the howling wind
God, my savior and Spirit
I have sinned of Centriole Eukaryotic under wraps
Now to stop talking about it
Organelle where the sinew is my favorite
As testimony is what I want to wear
As to partake of firstfruits and glean the grapes of grace
Wrapped in the force of this undivided attention
Take heed and see to the need
As it is high time to face the friction of the day
Yea, I must look like a laptop offline
As Jesus turns water into wine
Like pens to parchment
Hold on tight for ego in twos and threes....
On Mosiah 16:12
3-2-18
As articulated in our geography
I was always a boy of maps
Slipping into the peril of authority
For the making of life
And escaping of death
Somewhat out of breath for creators of our realities
Backtrack and backflap
It was hard to keep the light to the world
And salt of the earth
Sprinkle is no longer
Sparingly in the silver stream
In newfangled satiety at the chime of eight
I submerge all fate for the substance
But O do they really hear
Quickened that the mouth more speedily than the hand
We are as such as members in need of one another
For they are commanded to repent
To take that sharp left turn onto highway twenty-four....
No One's Car
3-2-18
Let someone know what you get out of the show
Given the suspicion of yet one more significant snow unfair
I think now, beware
We sink but how consider
For a moment a word such as understanding of the seventies
Nobody's favorite automobile as is habit semmingly ingrown
And when we get to know each other better we will see to it
To practice understanding for a light that is endless
Under an astounding late winter sky
Snow is pretty to look upon
But not to walk therein
I'd be damned to go there unclean
So says the devil
Speak the word for footprints and another disappearance
In suppliments a light that can never be darkened
As it lives up in these parallels of the beautiful obsession without the bottle....
backdoor
Backdoor
3-2-18
Use the backdoor again if you must
For a change in Mother Nature's plans for our search for happiness
Will this never end?
Given the invitation our anchor of faith
Just enjoy the weekend and stay warm and dry
At all costs don't crack the whip
In new worlds of composite plants
Star me old cat
I want to keep you around
Worldly and universal
Mundane and yet carnal for Ionic volutes
For saxophones and flutes in numbers prime
Spare a dollar and a dime
Of Corinthian orders
As to have the gall to ask of marching orders
Designating classical orders on northern and southern borders
Of spiral volute our acanthus of spines and clean teeth
Use the back door.....
Lign Aloes
3-2-18
As to bear relic
Nothing moe up my sleeve save the words I write in this book
I will not crack the whip as I read on for Ionic designating still
Goofing with my acanthus along my Medeterranian
Come Frank of flugelhorn and fife end-blown and full blown
Desires that drive me on
I thank my God effusively for good sound
As it is so much clearer
Fitted with grooves making my next twelve moves
To capture your queen
Don't surround yourself with yourself
Lign mentioned in Scripture
But once for aloes that the Lord planted
As I stand readily of bright type
For the starting gun as duck fly in opposing directions
O, golden needle bring out the sound of the groove.....
Clavical
3-2-18
Addicted to the ministry of the saints some look up to
Find it on this long walk to back up my talk
For their loving encouragement
It could be a whole lot worse
What has become of that part of me
That wants more in a war between the old man and the new life
Every morning I delve into it
Back in Agog exalted for
And Scepter as to smite Sheth
Light before the father and the Son
O, jump start I'm still the monkey as the junkie
With desires funky
This much I confess for our Scepter
Out of Israel as to me more afflict Asshur
Praying for the power to stay on today
Fighting for my shipyards
O, carry them away captive
And stand fast
Addicted.....
Handing It All Over
3-2-18
Horns and leaders to but hark in the light
O, exit dark at Baalpeor all for members of this Quorum
How are we ourselves related in discipleship
Greeting Ballard but not of the past
Looking unto tomorrow
As the transaction was made more clear
In no such competition here
Beginning to understand it backstage
On my long walk to perfection
The way to this path is slow and steady
O, am I ready?
Penning another series of Holy Ghost self teachings
For marrow and muscle
Bringing all our Midianitish
Where Phinehas saw it
Greeting Cozbi and making her my friend
In the matter of my personal Peor
And no need to wish on a star
Having three manuscripts before me....
3-2-18
Use the backdoor again if you must
For a change in Mother Nature's plans for our search for happiness
Will this never end?
Given the invitation our anchor of faith
Just enjoy the weekend and stay warm and dry
At all costs don't crack the whip
In new worlds of composite plants
Star me old cat
I want to keep you around
Worldly and universal
Mundane and yet carnal for Ionic volutes
For saxophones and flutes in numbers prime
Spare a dollar and a dime
Of Corinthian orders
As to have the gall to ask of marching orders
Designating classical orders on northern and southern borders
Of spiral volute our acanthus of spines and clean teeth
Use the back door.....
Lign Aloes
3-2-18
As to bear relic
Nothing moe up my sleeve save the words I write in this book
I will not crack the whip as I read on for Ionic designating still
Goofing with my acanthus along my Medeterranian
Come Frank of flugelhorn and fife end-blown and full blown
Desires that drive me on
I thank my God effusively for good sound
As it is so much clearer
Fitted with grooves making my next twelve moves
To capture your queen
Don't surround yourself with yourself
Lign mentioned in Scripture
But once for aloes that the Lord planted
As I stand readily of bright type
For the starting gun as duck fly in opposing directions
O, golden needle bring out the sound of the groove.....
Clavical
3-2-18
Addicted to the ministry of the saints some look up to
Find it on this long walk to back up my talk
For their loving encouragement
It could be a whole lot worse
What has become of that part of me
That wants more in a war between the old man and the new life
Every morning I delve into it
Back in Agog exalted for
And Scepter as to smite Sheth
Light before the father and the Son
O, jump start I'm still the monkey as the junkie
With desires funky
This much I confess for our Scepter
Out of Israel as to me more afflict Asshur
Praying for the power to stay on today
Fighting for my shipyards
O, carry them away captive
And stand fast
Addicted.....
Handing It All Over
3-2-18
Horns and leaders to but hark in the light
O, exit dark at Baalpeor all for members of this Quorum
How are we ourselves related in discipleship
Greeting Ballard but not of the past
Looking unto tomorrow
As the transaction was made more clear
In no such competition here
Beginning to understand it backstage
On my long walk to perfection
The way to this path is slow and steady
O, am I ready?
Penning another series of Holy Ghost self teachings
For marrow and muscle
Bringing all our Midianitish
Where Phinehas saw it
Greeting Cozbi and making her my friend
In the matter of my personal Peor
And no need to wish on a star
Having three manuscripts before me....
Thursday, April 26, 2018
please
Please Come Through
3-2-18
Of parable of discourse
Wonderful and terrible
Enough to feed my horse in dark places
Where Dothan spake concerning our own earthquake
I receive commandment to be a blessing
And try new salad dressing
I find it's only a gollosary of terms
And it's good and you don't owe me anything
Towards Jeshimon where virtue isn't everything towards Peor
Laying low for Israel abiding a ram at each altar
On a night with oneself
Still in captivity doubt no slide at the pool in '82
Just to remember you
He would not curse them for articles of faith
Today I bear the winds of March
And drink the blood of the slain for defense
God is not a man that He should lie
Quite cosmic characteristic of the real you in me....
3-2-18
Of parable of discourse
Wonderful and terrible
Enough to feed my horse in dark places
Where Dothan spake concerning our own earthquake
I receive commandment to be a blessing
And try new salad dressing
I find it's only a gollosary of terms
And it's good and you don't owe me anything
Towards Jeshimon where virtue isn't everything towards Peor
Laying low for Israel abiding a ram at each altar
On a night with oneself
Still in captivity doubt no slide at the pool in '82
Just to remember you
He would not curse them for articles of faith
Today I bear the winds of March
And drink the blood of the slain for defense
God is not a man that He should lie
Quite cosmic characteristic of the real you in me....
kelp
Kelp Doth Help
3-2-18
True to myself for a faith seeming unreal
In another gospel reference Abrahamic
Looking for something to learn
Automatically justify what lies in store
By chastity a tall order at that
At the chime of six
I rededicate my life to Christ
Don't kill the CD player today
Keep the music flowing like blood through my veins
In latter rains never in my time to return what hast thou done to me
In fields of Zophim to the top of Pisgah and gusting winds
For words put in Balaam's mouth
Come kelp and ashes of seaweed
Our source of iodine
And pearl of great price
And reasons for living by knowledge
God's gift....
Joule Do Joy
3-2-18
I need this and want to heed bliss
Abrahamic conceiving in old age
Maybe me God willing in the reference library
In my own bedroom
Even unto life eternal
That's my folly
O, rise up and hearken for another land to darken
For calorie and gram
Our salary for potatoes and ham
And heat measured in joules
In patriarchal blessing leaving me to love it
As I cannot rise above it
O, is there a Newton's Law warring in our members
Say your piece and keep the morning feast
In that it doesn't need to haunt you
In the acceleration of one meter per second
O, joule do joy....
3-2-18
True to myself for a faith seeming unreal
In another gospel reference Abrahamic
Looking for something to learn
Automatically justify what lies in store
By chastity a tall order at that
At the chime of six
I rededicate my life to Christ
Don't kill the CD player today
Keep the music flowing like blood through my veins
In latter rains never in my time to return what hast thou done to me
In fields of Zophim to the top of Pisgah and gusting winds
For words put in Balaam's mouth
Come kelp and ashes of seaweed
Our source of iodine
And pearl of great price
And reasons for living by knowledge
God's gift....
Joule Do Joy
3-2-18
I need this and want to heed bliss
Abrahamic conceiving in old age
Maybe me God willing in the reference library
In my own bedroom
Even unto life eternal
That's my folly
O, rise up and hearken for another land to darken
For calorie and gram
Our salary for potatoes and ham
And heat measured in joules
In patriarchal blessing leaving me to love it
As I cannot rise above it
O, is there a Newton's Law warring in our members
Say your piece and keep the morning feast
In that it doesn't need to haunt you
In the acceleration of one meter per second
O, joule do joy....
ligate
Ligate
3-2-18
Please do like fleas that die too
Given a book designed to be a companion
For my spiritual growth
But I cannot take such an oath
Everything to hide here from ones lost and fallen state
And the wheel to recreate true to the faith
I hope to be
Greeting Oliver Cowdery
To see what it could mean to live right
And have another good night
O, great apostesy be not the issue
When I blow in a tissue
And Aaronic Priesthoods at age twelve
For the opportunities to participate in what comes our way
With its authorization of presiding
Helping to beat today's wind gusts
Not to neglect such a great gig on the night shift
By ligature of my spine...
Barefoot And Naked
3-2-18
Given manuscripts of the year of '01
To cheat off of quoting what has already been written
You are not me in being Bachman with every whisper
Trying to keep an eye on you in a hurt as lost yet saved
Binding one up with too much rope
O, flagon with myself begone easily said in redistribution
In very grim crime against the temple
By our final consonant
Zenith my state-of-the-art laser printer
Attempting it to be as such
Consider this still testing the waters
Hot and cold in redistribution and occasion out of time
Out of mind, beside myself
Where did all the time go
For initial sounds of following words....
Tuition
3-2-18
Seeming so low and shallow yet high and deep
I still need to go there as well in the Abrahamic
We find much more true to oneself
O, silent as to do your thing in articulation of final consonants
Not near enough but close to God
Upbeat the tutelage of guidance steering us clear from the old ways
But who am I to say for first-string participants of trying again
For fee and tuition and guardianship at our worship
Such is my gift and on Tuesday I get my lift
Under tutors of this telling tantalizing tall tales of tedium
And red scrip eligibility
It's what I do that makes me......
As To Confirm
3-2-18
Receiving confirmation through earnest prayer
I will keep on knocking on that brick wall
Under our guardianship whispering to our child for the hand-off play
In the third quarter teaching our own princes of Balak
True to oneself but far from true to the faith
Looking for more parallels where all doctrine is profitable
But I didn't think of you guessing that was all I needed
Yet laden in vile clandestine and surreptitious stealthy and sly
I'm a nice guy
Build me here seven altars on my solitary hill alone
Balak offers sacrifice and there is nowhere I need go today
But to my personal Kirjathhuzath to shake my trees
And whisper hallelujah....
3-2-18
Please do like fleas that die too
Given a book designed to be a companion
For my spiritual growth
But I cannot take such an oath
Everything to hide here from ones lost and fallen state
And the wheel to recreate true to the faith
I hope to be
Greeting Oliver Cowdery
To see what it could mean to live right
And have another good night
O, great apostesy be not the issue
When I blow in a tissue
And Aaronic Priesthoods at age twelve
For the opportunities to participate in what comes our way
With its authorization of presiding
Helping to beat today's wind gusts
Not to neglect such a great gig on the night shift
By ligature of my spine...
Barefoot And Naked
3-2-18
Given manuscripts of the year of '01
To cheat off of quoting what has already been written
You are not me in being Bachman with every whisper
Trying to keep an eye on you in a hurt as lost yet saved
Binding one up with too much rope
O, flagon with myself begone easily said in redistribution
In very grim crime against the temple
By our final consonant
Zenith my state-of-the-art laser printer
Attempting it to be as such
Consider this still testing the waters
Hot and cold in redistribution and occasion out of time
Out of mind, beside myself
Where did all the time go
For initial sounds of following words....
Tuition
3-2-18
Seeming so low and shallow yet high and deep
I still need to go there as well in the Abrahamic
We find much more true to oneself
O, silent as to do your thing in articulation of final consonants
Not near enough but close to God
Upbeat the tutelage of guidance steering us clear from the old ways
But who am I to say for first-string participants of trying again
For fee and tuition and guardianship at our worship
Such is my gift and on Tuesday I get my lift
Under tutors of this telling tantalizing tall tales of tedium
And red scrip eligibility
It's what I do that makes me......
As To Confirm
3-2-18
Receiving confirmation through earnest prayer
I will keep on knocking on that brick wall
Under our guardianship whispering to our child for the hand-off play
In the third quarter teaching our own princes of Balak
True to oneself but far from true to the faith
Looking for more parallels where all doctrine is profitable
But I didn't think of you guessing that was all I needed
Yet laden in vile clandestine and surreptitious stealthy and sly
I'm a nice guy
Build me here seven altars on my solitary hill alone
Balak offers sacrifice and there is nowhere I need go today
But to my personal Kirjathhuzath to shake my trees
And whisper hallelujah....
Alighieri
Greet Alighieri
3-1-18
And now again how beautiful this temple
In the ten o clock dreary haze
Living up to dust
In God we trust
It's verse or bust
In the sweet light of late morning
For the symphony sound
Raised to dwell with He whom is praised
No more tazed as we had crazed
O, make haste these that restore it
As to gather together
As we come to you in the land of death's destruction
Then I am left alone with me and myself
Attending the celebration for this universe so forth and so on
In a need to fatten her up
For seaweed dance and braces dangling down
Thus saith the Lord
Where is our certificate for the hope that we'll be meeting
I'm dying to talk....
Oaths (Plural)
3-1-18
In oaths to the nations so be it
Firmly established
Don't be afraid to promise it
Among the sin of snapping into a slim Jim
O, why when I called were ye idle
Why is there none to answer on days when silence is like a cancer
Where the ear worm dieth not
Setting up this standard
Joe is still hot
Better than being lukewarm
This is all good news to those that have the clues
As to be prey taken from the mighty plucked out of the beards of giants
With everlasting hope in better days
Where God says there is more
O, Redeemer mighty One of Jacob
Go wrestling as management happens by feel
O, what is real?
On Isaiah 51:9
3-1-18
Of scrolls Septuagint and targum salvation a la mode
In such equivalence
I manage the time that passes me by so joyfully
Was there none to answer?
As captive exiles hasten
And yea, my name is still Jason
Looking back to my stony days of hard hearts and iron for forehead
Whose waves roar as I blindly check the score
Awake and stand up O Jerusalem and wage not war
Where is the fury of the oppressor but in places where the sun doesn't shine
Taking pains in hopes to get around it for the waters of the great deep
O, hear blonde dazed the moon at noon has blazed
In generations of old
"Where is your God now?"
Don't listen to it today....
Avaricious Alma Believes
3-1-18
Let the doorman get along with those avaricious
For each third line of the twelfth stanza
We can almost see it
For wanderers digging up my plantation
The third epic makes it big
Seeing Johnny Scarecrow dangling in cornfields of confidence
As prepared to restore us with the shadow of My hand
You are my kin of the same bread
Business as usual
How do you feel today
So inquires the nurse of no such curse
With speeches to rehearse
That I might sow of paradise
As years treat us well awake
Ah, awake and never mind the dream
Of that venomous snake
Shake it off, Paul and do wonders...
Scarso
3-1-18
They wound not and scar so
In the cup to chapped lips
They say it's up to me if you teach the law
You must also as well walk in it
For Bingo cards of four
Where big we win it
Door prize, a roll of toilet paper
Is this a cosmic joke?
Or just the cue for another smoke
Can you spare a square
O, do you dare to be resurrected from the urn
O, how dare say!
Where countenance glows
Lean upon Him gently
Best lights are helping us in the bloody church of England
Even such will have its flaw
Soon to turn it over to blog and post
And pray for the cat I love the most
They wound not and scar so.....
3-1-18
And now again how beautiful this temple
In the ten o clock dreary haze
Living up to dust
In God we trust
It's verse or bust
In the sweet light of late morning
For the symphony sound
Raised to dwell with He whom is praised
No more tazed as we had crazed
O, make haste these that restore it
As to gather together
As we come to you in the land of death's destruction
Then I am left alone with me and myself
Attending the celebration for this universe so forth and so on
In a need to fatten her up
For seaweed dance and braces dangling down
Thus saith the Lord
Where is our certificate for the hope that we'll be meeting
I'm dying to talk....
Oaths (Plural)
3-1-18
In oaths to the nations so be it
Firmly established
Don't be afraid to promise it
Among the sin of snapping into a slim Jim
O, why when I called were ye idle
Why is there none to answer on days when silence is like a cancer
Where the ear worm dieth not
Setting up this standard
Joe is still hot
Better than being lukewarm
This is all good news to those that have the clues
As to be prey taken from the mighty plucked out of the beards of giants
With everlasting hope in better days
Where God says there is more
O, Redeemer mighty One of Jacob
Go wrestling as management happens by feel
O, what is real?
On Isaiah 51:9
3-1-18
Of scrolls Septuagint and targum salvation a la mode
In such equivalence
I manage the time that passes me by so joyfully
Was there none to answer?
As captive exiles hasten
And yea, my name is still Jason
Looking back to my stony days of hard hearts and iron for forehead
Whose waves roar as I blindly check the score
Awake and stand up O Jerusalem and wage not war
Where is the fury of the oppressor but in places where the sun doesn't shine
Taking pains in hopes to get around it for the waters of the great deep
O, hear blonde dazed the moon at noon has blazed
In generations of old
"Where is your God now?"
Don't listen to it today....
Avaricious Alma Believes
3-1-18
Let the doorman get along with those avaricious
For each third line of the twelfth stanza
We can almost see it
For wanderers digging up my plantation
The third epic makes it big
Seeing Johnny Scarecrow dangling in cornfields of confidence
As prepared to restore us with the shadow of My hand
You are my kin of the same bread
Business as usual
How do you feel today
So inquires the nurse of no such curse
With speeches to rehearse
That I might sow of paradise
As years treat us well awake
Ah, awake and never mind the dream
Of that venomous snake
Shake it off, Paul and do wonders...
Scarso
3-1-18
They wound not and scar so
In the cup to chapped lips
They say it's up to me if you teach the law
You must also as well walk in it
For Bingo cards of four
Where big we win it
Door prize, a roll of toilet paper
Is this a cosmic joke?
Or just the cue for another smoke
Can you spare a square
O, do you dare to be resurrected from the urn
O, how dare say!
Where countenance glows
Lean upon Him gently
Best lights are helping us in the bloody church of England
Even such will have its flaw
Soon to turn it over to blog and post
And pray for the cat I love the most
They wound not and scar so.....
kinfolk
Our Beautiful Kinfolk
3-1-18
And thus the flesh
Minus and plus to toil and thresh in ones sweet dream
To start the car and travel to the culture
Bad where literature is our brink
As to love and dedicate sweeping up shards of glass
Saddling our ass on another jubilee
Good to see you, wow wee
In blessed writer's rage
Nice thing about a book is that you can always turn the page
Gazing at photos of my beautiful kinfolk
May it not be vainglory as in the egg yolk
Oh, my, my zip up your fly and be wholesome today
Are not the prophets the only ones that see
For the better half of me I have not yet met
As His soul is made an offering
We go back to sea
Yea, good save on your part....
Foreign Flower Revisited
3-1-18
Cranking out another verse
Thanking doubt for blessing as well as curse
Thy God reigneth!
O, how beautiful upon the mountains
Bless them all as lovely images not quite idols
Like mares and bridles
Where we thrice felt remorse in one more snowfall
It makes you what you are
Publishing salvation
Pouring out my soul to those under the same sun
As to plunder in wars we won
Satisfied with remands of justice and no want or need of a gun
Thy God reigneth
Coming forth in the seventh dispensation
Making my name in York county
Twenty-three years now
According to bounty to use His name in debt
Where bands of death are broken
These are they who have their part in the second baptism
I cannot commit to
Nor see fit to....
3-1-18
And thus the flesh
Minus and plus to toil and thresh in ones sweet dream
To start the car and travel to the culture
Bad where literature is our brink
As to love and dedicate sweeping up shards of glass
Saddling our ass on another jubilee
Good to see you, wow wee
In blessed writer's rage
Nice thing about a book is that you can always turn the page
Gazing at photos of my beautiful kinfolk
May it not be vainglory as in the egg yolk
Oh, my, my zip up your fly and be wholesome today
Are not the prophets the only ones that see
For the better half of me I have not yet met
As His soul is made an offering
We go back to sea
Yea, good save on your part....
Foreign Flower Revisited
3-1-18
Cranking out another verse
Thanking doubt for blessing as well as curse
Thy God reigneth!
O, how beautiful upon the mountains
Bless them all as lovely images not quite idols
Like mares and bridles
Where we thrice felt remorse in one more snowfall
It makes you what you are
Publishing salvation
Pouring out my soul to those under the same sun
As to plunder in wars we won
Satisfied with remands of justice and no want or need of a gun
Thy God reigneth
Coming forth in the seventh dispensation
Making my name in York county
Twenty-three years now
According to bounty to use His name in debt
Where bands of death are broken
These are they who have their part in the second baptism
I cannot commit to
Nor see fit to....
equivilence
Equivilence
3-1-18
Cultivated for edible triangular seeds
As to suit all wants and needs
As to remove the shucks and peel off the husks
In hominy huller and harrowed crushing and shifting
I spew it out faster than I can post it
Softly and humbly whistlinpg running on empty
For our taxis too contrite
Stay with me and know the obvious
Of which to be oblivious
For monkeys in hiding
For shells of oysters and clams
And battered rams
Circled by shallows in a world for the weary
Ian Anderson said this much for the sepal
Getting back in touch for harsh discordance
Learn of it and prosper!
Decadent Carousel
3-1-18
Some say they don't want to
As to taunt you sometime today
In decadent carousel our merry-go-round of roads of stability
In all agility in dissonance and incongruity unresolved
But it still works out fine
Whom Redeemed is what is Mine
In acts of ligating
Read that book again and go places
For the liason of love in leisure
At the chime of nine
I am provided a sign
Picking roses never to keep the law of Moses
Good topic for discussion
Second pot, my error for ligation
Surgically binding it up
Taking up Daunte's vulgate
Nothing to hate and all to love
In what lieth above
Gaining foreword connotation....
On Mosiah 15:4
3-1-18
For longer day and stronger stays
And groovy displays and happy musical plays
You know I need to love you
It is our Christian duty
Where a simple word is a complex
But not to thwart nor even vex
God give me your homework
Because I want to understand it
As shadows creep and lurk
Make me brave and bold
O, conquer where plunder isn't in the cards
For these recycled lines upon lines
As to prolong our days and find new ways
To absorb sun rays and learn to love it
Even when I cannot rise above it
In that He is conceived by this power
When doubting I continue this way
We are of One God
Yea, the very Eternal...
3-1-18
Cultivated for edible triangular seeds
As to suit all wants and needs
As to remove the shucks and peel off the husks
In hominy huller and harrowed crushing and shifting
I spew it out faster than I can post it
Softly and humbly whistlinpg running on empty
For our taxis too contrite
Stay with me and know the obvious
Of which to be oblivious
For monkeys in hiding
For shells of oysters and clams
And battered rams
Circled by shallows in a world for the weary
Ian Anderson said this much for the sepal
Getting back in touch for harsh discordance
Learn of it and prosper!
Decadent Carousel
3-1-18
Some say they don't want to
As to taunt you sometime today
In decadent carousel our merry-go-round of roads of stability
In all agility in dissonance and incongruity unresolved
But it still works out fine
Whom Redeemed is what is Mine
In acts of ligating
Read that book again and go places
For the liason of love in leisure
At the chime of nine
I am provided a sign
Picking roses never to keep the law of Moses
Good topic for discussion
Second pot, my error for ligation
Surgically binding it up
Taking up Daunte's vulgate
Nothing to hate and all to love
In what lieth above
Gaining foreword connotation....
On Mosiah 15:4
3-1-18
For longer day and stronger stays
And groovy displays and happy musical plays
You know I need to love you
It is our Christian duty
Where a simple word is a complex
But not to thwart nor even vex
God give me your homework
Because I want to understand it
As shadows creep and lurk
Make me brave and bold
O, conquer where plunder isn't in the cards
For these recycled lines upon lines
As to prolong our days and find new ways
To absorb sun rays and learn to love it
Even when I cannot rise above it
In that He is conceived by this power
When doubting I continue this way
We are of One God
Yea, the very Eternal...
extradition
Extradition (Binding)
3-1-18
You're not in trouble
So says a voice from the sidelines
Smitten of God but overjoyed in that such is what I choose
Accomplish all things today
In God where I don't lose
As He is despised and rejected and walks between
The Isles in Jihad of jealousy and jars of jelly in extradition
No longer stuck feeling the cold again
This time from the inside out finding new hopes
As dividing are blue ropes
Who hath believed our report
Spurning from recrimination for the enemy warning
In making peace with a dreary day
Gone full circle for sin we shall see our seed
Naturally enough extinct surely
He has bourne our griefs
For all captains and chiefs
O, wake me soon....
On Numbers 22:25 (At Last See)
3-1-18
Of velvet elbow and silken knee
Now he can at last see
And I'll be yours
To accomplish today all chores
I guess I'll never know
As to dress for my forever show
Amongst the sacred duty of Muslims down at the market
In a better mood for it this time around
For pink neon beams in vigorous and emotional crusades
And vestments of outer garments worn by the clergy
As vested and held completely established
By law of tradition and full consequence
To but materialize yet antipathetic
Our wise not to drop like flies
As the mule crushed Balaam's foot on the wall
To Burke or boycott for quarters in this imperfect slate to see the angel
And turn three times
They're really good for writing rhymes....
Awash
3-1-18
Awash just level with the surface covered with water and waves
Rolling over my back by dawn and its crack
Go not out to the point of no return
For we still have much to learn for our mango surprise
As to rock on with sweetness awash
O, my gosh for groats jingling in the dryer cycle
Reading oneself clearly judging it for it is a good day
Swept to the riptide and soft self center for the calyx our Godsend
And sepals collectively in buckwheat and grits
And never calling it quits
O, frazzle dazzle
Facing up to eccentricities meant specifically
A time of sowing joyous in knowing
Spectacular by which we are growing
Another new name in which we will never be the same
Not knowing who stood in the way
Awash...
3-1-18
You're not in trouble
So says a voice from the sidelines
Smitten of God but overjoyed in that such is what I choose
Accomplish all things today
In God where I don't lose
As He is despised and rejected and walks between
The Isles in Jihad of jealousy and jars of jelly in extradition
No longer stuck feeling the cold again
This time from the inside out finding new hopes
As dividing are blue ropes
Who hath believed our report
Spurning from recrimination for the enemy warning
In making peace with a dreary day
Gone full circle for sin we shall see our seed
Naturally enough extinct surely
He has bourne our griefs
For all captains and chiefs
O, wake me soon....
On Numbers 22:25 (At Last See)
3-1-18
Of velvet elbow and silken knee
Now he can at last see
And I'll be yours
To accomplish today all chores
I guess I'll never know
As to dress for my forever show
Amongst the sacred duty of Muslims down at the market
In a better mood for it this time around
For pink neon beams in vigorous and emotional crusades
And vestments of outer garments worn by the clergy
As vested and held completely established
By law of tradition and full consequence
To but materialize yet antipathetic
Our wise not to drop like flies
As the mule crushed Balaam's foot on the wall
To Burke or boycott for quarters in this imperfect slate to see the angel
And turn three times
They're really good for writing rhymes....
Awash
3-1-18
Awash just level with the surface covered with water and waves
Rolling over my back by dawn and its crack
Go not out to the point of no return
For we still have much to learn for our mango surprise
As to rock on with sweetness awash
O, my gosh for groats jingling in the dryer cycle
Reading oneself clearly judging it for it is a good day
Swept to the riptide and soft self center for the calyx our Godsend
And sepals collectively in buckwheat and grits
And never calling it quits
O, frazzle dazzle
Facing up to eccentricities meant specifically
A time of sowing joyous in knowing
Spectacular by which we are growing
Another new name in which we will never be the same
Not knowing who stood in the way
Awash...
Balak
Balak (Son Of Zippor)
3-1-18
Gone right from the beginning
Dawn to strike against the night
Where love is winning
You can become a great poet
If you attend to the Lord that brings life
Observing stoutly from day to day
Now that I'm out of the sack
There is no going back in our encompassing moments
She's in good spirits
As to be satisfied by His knowledge
Five for one shilling
Hoping I don't make too much noise
No not to wake up the girls and boys
With bad mouth on a church day steer clear
And be of good cheer
As to redeem this people
And readjust our steeple
Smitten of God and healed where the devout kneeled
Under red lights in alive and dead warm nights.....
Tender Plant
3-1-18
By words conscious with ones mind on someone else's lunch
In another love story to pack its punch
For the words, "the next morning" in bold print
According to the hunch
Don't want to make too much noise
In much beauty and glory
We desire of Him healings set forth where sufferings cease
It's been a long time coming in foreign hills
You can almost remember my name
For wine spills where God wills
In managing skills hid as it were our faces from Him
Of Moab distressed
Don't shake the faith in this freewill greeting
As to raise the roof and roll away the rock of us people
Was he stricken Yea, they did understand it
Now that we've seen it again.....
Rowhouse
3-1-18
No More despised or rejected
As to be surprised as selected
As He hath bourne our griefs as to appease our chiefs
We only live the valley song
As to make intercession while come Sunday I tag along
Taking those first baby steps
And if it was given
Houses of silver and gold
I would never get too hot or cold
Yea, I apologize where Baalam rises upon a brown mule
And children today go back to school and it's cool
Praying that my noise will serve God's purpose
Like a wakeup call to those that have places to go
Where Isaiah speaks messianically
And we go there again for one more instantaneous healing
Warm in a tiny rowhouse
Beside myself in all that lies in store....
As Searching Princes
3-1-18
Contrary to the Word
Tossing breadcrumbs to our bird
Come Word made flesh something overheard
Careful with that self fulfilling prophesy
Therefore we are divided as the lowly are prided
Wounded and treacherous waiting for that loud knock
Just in time to fold my wash
My gosh in the power of the Son
As to be promoted to great honor
In saying that one is not a goner
As the pleasure of the Lord doth prosper in my hand
Sending more princes more honorable as to see His seed growing stronger
Through each ordeal it breaks God's heart to see us suffer
As to carry our sorrows for many bright tomorrows
As to dwell in the flesh
The carnal borrows....
3-1-18
Gone right from the beginning
Dawn to strike against the night
Where love is winning
You can become a great poet
If you attend to the Lord that brings life
Observing stoutly from day to day
Now that I'm out of the sack
There is no going back in our encompassing moments
She's in good spirits
As to be satisfied by His knowledge
Five for one shilling
Hoping I don't make too much noise
No not to wake up the girls and boys
With bad mouth on a church day steer clear
And be of good cheer
As to redeem this people
And readjust our steeple
Smitten of God and healed where the devout kneeled
Under red lights in alive and dead warm nights.....
Tender Plant
3-1-18
By words conscious with ones mind on someone else's lunch
In another love story to pack its punch
For the words, "the next morning" in bold print
According to the hunch
Don't want to make too much noise
In much beauty and glory
We desire of Him healings set forth where sufferings cease
It's been a long time coming in foreign hills
You can almost remember my name
For wine spills where God wills
In managing skills hid as it were our faces from Him
Of Moab distressed
Don't shake the faith in this freewill greeting
As to raise the roof and roll away the rock of us people
Was he stricken Yea, they did understand it
Now that we've seen it again.....
Rowhouse
3-1-18
No More despised or rejected
As to be surprised as selected
As He hath bourne our griefs as to appease our chiefs
We only live the valley song
As to make intercession while come Sunday I tag along
Taking those first baby steps
And if it was given
Houses of silver and gold
I would never get too hot or cold
Yea, I apologize where Baalam rises upon a brown mule
And children today go back to school and it's cool
Praying that my noise will serve God's purpose
Like a wakeup call to those that have places to go
Where Isaiah speaks messianically
And we go there again for one more instantaneous healing
Warm in a tiny rowhouse
Beside myself in all that lies in store....
As Searching Princes
3-1-18
Contrary to the Word
Tossing breadcrumbs to our bird
Come Word made flesh something overheard
Careful with that self fulfilling prophesy
Therefore we are divided as the lowly are prided
Wounded and treacherous waiting for that loud knock
Just in time to fold my wash
My gosh in the power of the Son
As to be promoted to great honor
In saying that one is not a goner
As the pleasure of the Lord doth prosper in my hand
Sending more princes more honorable as to see His seed growing stronger
Through each ordeal it breaks God's heart to see us suffer
As to carry our sorrows for many bright tomorrows
As to dwell in the flesh
The carnal borrows....
Tuesday, April 24, 2018
saved to
Saved To It
3-1-18
In several aspects
Our agency sets us free
If we are available
Helping us to grow to make brighter and clearer
The writing on the wall
To draw nearer and wait for that call
Save the Spirit of God
In Amanita where the flowers cover it
As your body is the temple for the spirited rattlesnake
And illumination of the Word
There's nothing like your poem
I say to those in search of exhortation
Giving us not a worldly spiriit
If so it dwelleth in you
O, will I ever know till forever
But let it snow for ghosts that haunt brick houses
Where the Holy Spirit does the teaching
O, I like it in the Comforter today
Saved not only from death
But to this understanding...
On Mosiah 13:28
3-1-18
Example is the checker for a sample in a double decker
No longer to hate the noise of that woodpecker
To effectually work in those that are
O, give us some truth for the record of youth
In impartation
Keep it rolling
Eye for order and hand for what's inside
They let it slide
No longer as to chide
Prepared for us a blue Dodge for a bus
Comparing spiritual with spiritual
Why all of such fuss
O, I like it as to canonize
As oppressed and afflicted
Getting dressed to the ministry of the saints
Already addicted
Doth not come from the law alone
In that we still love you....
3-1-18
In several aspects
Our agency sets us free
If we are available
Helping us to grow to make brighter and clearer
The writing on the wall
To draw nearer and wait for that call
Save the Spirit of God
In Amanita where the flowers cover it
As your body is the temple for the spirited rattlesnake
And illumination of the Word
There's nothing like your poem
I say to those in search of exhortation
Giving us not a worldly spiriit
If so it dwelleth in you
O, will I ever know till forever
But let it snow for ghosts that haunt brick houses
Where the Holy Spirit does the teaching
O, I like it in the Comforter today
Saved not only from death
But to this understanding...
On Mosiah 13:28
3-1-18
Example is the checker for a sample in a double decker
No longer to hate the noise of that woodpecker
To effectually work in those that are
O, give us some truth for the record of youth
In impartation
Keep it rolling
Eye for order and hand for what's inside
They let it slide
No longer as to chide
Prepared for us a blue Dodge for a bus
Comparing spiritual with spiritual
Why all of such fuss
O, I like it as to canonize
As oppressed and afflicted
Getting dressed to the ministry of the saints
Already addicted
Doth not come from the law alone
In that we still love you....
extreme
Extremes (Kept At Bay)
3-1-18
Seemingly too many dog ears
For pages orphaned as to whistle when the sun comes up
Where enjoyment is the essential ingredient
Another life for my ongoing composition
Rich like witch's brew
In that I still love you
Tiger run around the tree
Where we follow the leader
As Jesus is still the bleeder
Watch what you say
It's time to be aware of extremes kept at bay
As to easily digest the illustration
Today no travelling west to earn my pay
For the story with its insight
As to be coagulated as well as the resurrecter's glove
Such is love....
Adrift
3-1-18
O, Spirit search all things
Yea, the deep things of God
We are concern
As happy throngs accept this deep bliss
As greeting angels with an holy kiss
Knowing his mind as growing all that we find
For illumination and impartation
And wonderful times and divine wisdom
As centered in the Spirit
Eye hath not seen nor ear heard
As sky illuminates all green
And fear needs not be seen
For resolution and potential of growth
Never again to make that oath nor seal a pact
Nor feel a fact for weights and pulleys
What do we hope to accomplish
For luscious seated nuke framed
As to sell the sky and tell no lie
Smell before you sip.....
Including Hoffman
3-1-18
There ought to be orphan pages here and there
As the widow rages
No such fear to stare like a bard
Born in the wrong century
On the other hemisphere
We are your allies including Hoffman
As the book of God is breathed as skin is sheathed
Superintending every single word
Here is where we swim, dance and sing
In ones finite mind one cannot but fathom
What God has in store for those that just are
O, help us grow and let us know
Loving coyotes and hyenas
God's will not known without Spirit
O, study for more meaning
Up at four on the crack of a dawn ascending
In the process of inspiration
As to illuminate
Including Hoffman....
3-1-18
Seemingly too many dog ears
For pages orphaned as to whistle when the sun comes up
Where enjoyment is the essential ingredient
Another life for my ongoing composition
Rich like witch's brew
In that I still love you
Tiger run around the tree
Where we follow the leader
As Jesus is still the bleeder
Watch what you say
It's time to be aware of extremes kept at bay
As to easily digest the illustration
Today no travelling west to earn my pay
For the story with its insight
As to be coagulated as well as the resurrecter's glove
Such is love....
Adrift
3-1-18
O, Spirit search all things
Yea, the deep things of God
We are concern
As happy throngs accept this deep bliss
As greeting angels with an holy kiss
Knowing his mind as growing all that we find
For illumination and impartation
And wonderful times and divine wisdom
As centered in the Spirit
Eye hath not seen nor ear heard
As sky illuminates all green
And fear needs not be seen
For resolution and potential of growth
Never again to make that oath nor seal a pact
Nor feel a fact for weights and pulleys
What do we hope to accomplish
For luscious seated nuke framed
As to sell the sky and tell no lie
Smell before you sip.....
Including Hoffman
3-1-18
There ought to be orphan pages here and there
As the widow rages
No such fear to stare like a bard
Born in the wrong century
On the other hemisphere
We are your allies including Hoffman
As the book of God is breathed as skin is sheathed
Superintending every single word
Here is where we swim, dance and sing
In ones finite mind one cannot but fathom
What God has in store for those that just are
O, help us grow and let us know
Loving coyotes and hyenas
God's will not known without Spirit
O, study for more meaning
Up at four on the crack of a dawn ascending
In the process of inspiration
As to illuminate
Including Hoffman....
Monday, April 23, 2018
looking
Looking For Parallels
3-1-18
In our condition of apostasy
The devil says, "Speak for yourself"
Admiring the books on my own shelf
Getting ready to follow Him again
As to but imitate
Turning it over now
Having faith in tomorrow that becomes today
Waking up at four on March first
Taking up the door to parch thirst
With the plan of salvation at my left side
Looking for parallels to back up my pride
Back in Oakland enjoying the ride
In chastity and obedience
God never lied
As He makes His soul an offering
Of heavenly bodies that never get tired
O, who hath believed our report
Loving the texture of her book
As I would a racket ball court
As we shall receive the travail of our own souls....
Comeliness
3-1-18
Offering the ground when we get there
We will understand it with perfection as proffering the sound
Harm not one hair on her back according to election
For instant gratification to be tasted early this morning doable
And multivitamins chewable
With a new dawn of inner light
Where the old is still but genuine
And one wants the new wine confused with the need
As inspiration in formality to me
O, Lowell in love again we fell
Given my marching orders to tell all
For Ethan in the garden like a flying fin
Can't forget that when what more now can I expect
By a gift from all muses
The Fisher peruses
For comeliness....
Noseblind
3-1-18
Please God, no bullock
And no such milch kine
Where I can again make it mine
And the bible is alive
As we listen to the auctioneer
Anyone for fifty cents
In times of old for chimes of gold
And rhymes so bold
What more can I expect now
As still we reject it
Asking how to help us understand
What we read from this supernatural book
Written by the Holy Ghost
Just listen to what it took like marmolade on wheat toast
For the revelation of the book itself
As I take another down from my west wall shelf
All for the inspiration for the deepest layer of me
In dreams of my nemesis in foreign places and her good graces
And pen to parchment
Noseblind....
3-1-18
In our condition of apostasy
The devil says, "Speak for yourself"
Admiring the books on my own shelf
Getting ready to follow Him again
As to but imitate
Turning it over now
Having faith in tomorrow that becomes today
Waking up at four on March first
Taking up the door to parch thirst
With the plan of salvation at my left side
Looking for parallels to back up my pride
Back in Oakland enjoying the ride
In chastity and obedience
God never lied
As He makes His soul an offering
Of heavenly bodies that never get tired
O, who hath believed our report
Loving the texture of her book
As I would a racket ball court
As we shall receive the travail of our own souls....
Comeliness
3-1-18
Offering the ground when we get there
We will understand it with perfection as proffering the sound
Harm not one hair on her back according to election
For instant gratification to be tasted early this morning doable
And multivitamins chewable
With a new dawn of inner light
Where the old is still but genuine
And one wants the new wine confused with the need
As inspiration in formality to me
O, Lowell in love again we fell
Given my marching orders to tell all
For Ethan in the garden like a flying fin
Can't forget that when what more now can I expect
By a gift from all muses
The Fisher peruses
For comeliness....
Noseblind
3-1-18
Please God, no bullock
And no such milch kine
Where I can again make it mine
And the bible is alive
As we listen to the auctioneer
Anyone for fifty cents
In times of old for chimes of gold
And rhymes so bold
What more can I expect now
As still we reject it
Asking how to help us understand
What we read from this supernatural book
Written by the Holy Ghost
Just listen to what it took like marmolade on wheat toast
For the revelation of the book itself
As I take another down from my west wall shelf
All for the inspiration for the deepest layer of me
In dreams of my nemesis in foreign places and her good graces
And pen to parchment
Noseblind....
metaphor
Good Metaphor (I Take The Compliment)
2-28-18
Good metaphor
she pays me a compliment and I ought to just take it
To prepare me for the next blessing
Morsel wist not for roses in a list specially bought
As to read them the law
Let her call you in having the whole weekend ahead
Knowing to stay out of bed
As to enlarge our borders
To reveal it to the flesh in sacred time
O, veil upon the face to not fail by love and grace
Against which there is no law
In the first month of the second year
As logic ceases to exist grovelling and abject
Taking from Mother's skin as bulls compass me at Bashan
As to become fashionable to but say
God have it to all go over well
And so I did for a number of years
Of terrors articulated spirits
They sing where Bachman was once as King
Good metaphor....
Teargassed
2-28-18
Of hopeless intrusion
It doesn't have to be under tough sky
And another dog's lie for the freedom we buy
On the first draft
Instead writing out the words, "We are all of one bread"
All is prepared in that God cared and still does
For peach fuzz from your illusion
For the state-of-the-art laser printer
Hands wearing down again
In a sidewalk crack show them who's boss
Take it easy, Hoss
Where we stand in the flame
I don't need to see her to have her warm touch
And love will be the main crutch now and forever
After the rain O when is it when you can take it for me
Just wait and see
Twenty-four years ago
It is written following the overland route
Teargassed....
Author Inside
2-28-18
Save your own breath
Reserved for life and death
Less currant full with the situation soon at hand
On the silver stream where the gospel blessed families
And our Heavenly Father reveals it
As the poet and scholar feels it as opposed to protesting
Supernatural in dreaming of three other worlds yet to come
Come heaviness and storm clouds
As to find out much more
As to touch the door like a crutch and what it's for
All are babes
And everyone is in recovery
Frazzle, dazzle
O, I confront it today God willing
The author is inside of us
As Spirit searches all things
Now that we see how it could work in our favor
Not just antiquity receiving revelation
Mind not the power strip
Where prophets receive priesthood
And I stick around.....
2-28-18
Good metaphor
she pays me a compliment and I ought to just take it
To prepare me for the next blessing
Morsel wist not for roses in a list specially bought
As to read them the law
Let her call you in having the whole weekend ahead
Knowing to stay out of bed
As to enlarge our borders
To reveal it to the flesh in sacred time
O, veil upon the face to not fail by love and grace
Against which there is no law
In the first month of the second year
As logic ceases to exist grovelling and abject
Taking from Mother's skin as bulls compass me at Bashan
As to become fashionable to but say
God have it to all go over well
And so I did for a number of years
Of terrors articulated spirits
They sing where Bachman was once as King
Good metaphor....
Teargassed
2-28-18
Of hopeless intrusion
It doesn't have to be under tough sky
And another dog's lie for the freedom we buy
On the first draft
Instead writing out the words, "We are all of one bread"
All is prepared in that God cared and still does
For peach fuzz from your illusion
For the state-of-the-art laser printer
Hands wearing down again
In a sidewalk crack show them who's boss
Take it easy, Hoss
Where we stand in the flame
I don't need to see her to have her warm touch
And love will be the main crutch now and forever
After the rain O when is it when you can take it for me
Just wait and see
Twenty-four years ago
It is written following the overland route
Teargassed....
Author Inside
2-28-18
Save your own breath
Reserved for life and death
Less currant full with the situation soon at hand
On the silver stream where the gospel blessed families
And our Heavenly Father reveals it
As the poet and scholar feels it as opposed to protesting
Supernatural in dreaming of three other worlds yet to come
Come heaviness and storm clouds
As to find out much more
As to touch the door like a crutch and what it's for
All are babes
And everyone is in recovery
Frazzle, dazzle
O, I confront it today God willing
The author is inside of us
As Spirit searches all things
Now that we see how it could work in our favor
Not just antiquity receiving revelation
Mind not the power strip
Where prophets receive priesthood
And I stick around.....
Abib
Abib Soon
2-28-18
Becoming father and son
All wrapped up in one
Resist the urge to take a break
So says that magazine of morpheme
Even for a very strict law I still break
And bear its consequence just to be honest
As to make intercession
And bear all transgression
Rich in His life and death
Not conclusion
O, Perizite greet you Hittite
O, Jebusite see it up close and crystal clear
As to cut down the groves of the sensual
We are given the ability to talk to the hawks and ravens
Making ones soul an offering
As strung out just as any other man
See you next week God and weather permitting
Little children, O have eternal life
In leaven for the fermentation and business
Beware and be bold that it doesn't get old
Make a memorial but don't make a god
Unleavened....
On Mosiah 14:4
2-28-18
Excited about March
Enthralled with sugar and starch
I break the word of wisdom again
Or has it broken me
More fulsome but not all inaccurate
Immaculate roaring and utter
Lobster tail and butter
Moving onto the next level
A near spill by cause of the devil
Standing on the border
Silence needs not be an alien
In loud, deep cries and sounds active and brisk
Where all things require a risk
And to he whom much is given
Much is required
The day before the war
Upper lip chafed and sore
Glad with thy countenance
Our presence in loving them all
Keep love the main thing
And scratch those gray areas that come between us
Surely He has borne our griefs.....
Protagonist Justified
2-28-18
Need more notepads
My goods and my bads
For the altering and transforming influence
Where we make our own breaks
With whatever it takes
Symbolic as like ones salvation
Set a time limit on it today
And pour the rest down the drain
By the flock and on we rock
Traditions this time around
One time deal
Unless I grow to love it
Listing all instruments and plans
In common clans
Knowing a sample of heaven today in splendor
For rhymes of bars for holding fuel
O, great the grate as distance falls rampart
To nearness in furnace
And stove of scrawny pro-tubercular protagonists
And free-vee executives greeting Westhawke
As well by the barren way broad
Like daylight
Need more notepads....
Applause (For Paws)
2-28-18
Cranking out more verses
Plowing through all books keeping my focus on Mosiah
As to increase the faith and esteem others better than me, myself and I
To promise evolution I lap it for one more long hour
And it doesn't need to bring us down
Including the world, the flesh and the devil
Taking impurities to the next level
To back up the blood about my choices
We all will understand it in good timing
Missing them according to anniversary
Out the door on wings of anticipation
I can help you with your game
And no such shame
When in Word and name
As to mingle with the clouds
Glad to hear from you even while in shrouds
As to whip her up in our arms and care
And as well, mind to applaud her artistic vision....
2-28-18
Becoming father and son
All wrapped up in one
Resist the urge to take a break
So says that magazine of morpheme
Even for a very strict law I still break
And bear its consequence just to be honest
As to make intercession
And bear all transgression
Rich in His life and death
Not conclusion
O, Perizite greet you Hittite
O, Jebusite see it up close and crystal clear
As to cut down the groves of the sensual
We are given the ability to talk to the hawks and ravens
Making ones soul an offering
As strung out just as any other man
See you next week God and weather permitting
Little children, O have eternal life
In leaven for the fermentation and business
Beware and be bold that it doesn't get old
Make a memorial but don't make a god
Unleavened....
On Mosiah 14:4
2-28-18
Excited about March
Enthralled with sugar and starch
I break the word of wisdom again
Or has it broken me
More fulsome but not all inaccurate
Immaculate roaring and utter
Lobster tail and butter
Moving onto the next level
A near spill by cause of the devil
Standing on the border
Silence needs not be an alien
In loud, deep cries and sounds active and brisk
Where all things require a risk
And to he whom much is given
Much is required
The day before the war
Upper lip chafed and sore
Glad with thy countenance
Our presence in loving them all
Keep love the main thing
And scratch those gray areas that come between us
Surely He has borne our griefs.....
Protagonist Justified
2-28-18
Need more notepads
My goods and my bads
For the altering and transforming influence
Where we make our own breaks
With whatever it takes
Symbolic as like ones salvation
Set a time limit on it today
And pour the rest down the drain
By the flock and on we rock
Traditions this time around
One time deal
Unless I grow to love it
Listing all instruments and plans
In common clans
Knowing a sample of heaven today in splendor
For rhymes of bars for holding fuel
O, great the grate as distance falls rampart
To nearness in furnace
And stove of scrawny pro-tubercular protagonists
And free-vee executives greeting Westhawke
As well by the barren way broad
Like daylight
Need more notepads....
Applause (For Paws)
2-28-18
Cranking out more verses
Plowing through all books keeping my focus on Mosiah
As to increase the faith and esteem others better than me, myself and I
To promise evolution I lap it for one more long hour
And it doesn't need to bring us down
Including the world, the flesh and the devil
Taking impurities to the next level
To back up the blood about my choices
We all will understand it in good timing
Missing them according to anniversary
Out the door on wings of anticipation
I can help you with your game
And no such shame
When in Word and name
As to mingle with the clouds
Glad to hear from you even while in shrouds
As to whip her up in our arms and care
And as well, mind to applaud her artistic vision....
onycha
Onycha And Galbanum
2-28-18
Seeing the travail of ones soul
Playing a game of opposites for peace in Spirit
All Sabbaths keep
Even in working up a sweat
A time to do God's drudgery not grievous
Our perpetual covenant for onycha and galbanum
I come as I am feeling singled out
In not wearing a fancy suit and tie
But God knows mine humility
In the carving of timber in stacte
All for you and me
Calling Bezaleel to prepare our next meal
Seeing again my Doctor Moreau
For the old age of Osirus
So glad to see you again
My friend I hope to call you
O, put on the brakes for the tribe of Judah
Where Jesus is a good friend of Buddha
And the people is stiffnecked
As in England elected head
Enough said but I press onward.....
Manichaen Heresy
2-28-18
Sometimes letting the fire hasten to my crown
Amongst men of renown
Don't need to go to town for Crowley's liber al vel legis
Opposed to passive death of these words of Cthulhu mythos
Another companion to meet by the way in finding peace of mine
For smacks of Manichaen heresy of suggestions to be exposed
Perhaps best illustrated by time worth squandering
Racing to the checkered flag
For the first race of the day
Moses go on and pray
Ought to say Lord willing about tomorrow
And just live for today
In every other way....
On Psalms 21:8
2-28-18
And she says I crank out another verse
As to cherish as to nurse Appiah in waking dreams
Enough to write twoscore more reams
Our notable experience
O, victory dance don't fail me now
As to realize what has occurred
Getting my piano back in tune
As God plagues His people
So that we might inherit the blessing
In all today I am confessing
Concerning the bad and good stuff
Where sons of Levi gather
And I do what I have had rather
For the crux of pivotal care and perching out
And the scaffold during repair and maintinence
Don't hold it all inside
Stripped of all ornaments at Mount Horeb
And another city falls in a world of plastic and paper
Through the mercy of the Most High
We will not be shaken....
2-28-18
Seeing the travail of ones soul
Playing a game of opposites for peace in Spirit
All Sabbaths keep
Even in working up a sweat
A time to do God's drudgery not grievous
Our perpetual covenant for onycha and galbanum
I come as I am feeling singled out
In not wearing a fancy suit and tie
But God knows mine humility
In the carving of timber in stacte
All for you and me
Calling Bezaleel to prepare our next meal
Seeing again my Doctor Moreau
For the old age of Osirus
So glad to see you again
My friend I hope to call you
O, put on the brakes for the tribe of Judah
Where Jesus is a good friend of Buddha
And the people is stiffnecked
As in England elected head
Enough said but I press onward.....
Manichaen Heresy
2-28-18
Sometimes letting the fire hasten to my crown
Amongst men of renown
Don't need to go to town for Crowley's liber al vel legis
Opposed to passive death of these words of Cthulhu mythos
Another companion to meet by the way in finding peace of mine
For smacks of Manichaen heresy of suggestions to be exposed
Perhaps best illustrated by time worth squandering
Racing to the checkered flag
For the first race of the day
Moses go on and pray
Ought to say Lord willing about tomorrow
And just live for today
In every other way....
On Psalms 21:8
2-28-18
And she says I crank out another verse
As to cherish as to nurse Appiah in waking dreams
Enough to write twoscore more reams
Our notable experience
O, victory dance don't fail me now
As to realize what has occurred
Getting my piano back in tune
As God plagues His people
So that we might inherit the blessing
In all today I am confessing
Concerning the bad and good stuff
Where sons of Levi gather
And I do what I have had rather
For the crux of pivotal care and perching out
And the scaffold during repair and maintinence
Don't hold it all inside
Stripped of all ornaments at Mount Horeb
And another city falls in a world of plastic and paper
Through the mercy of the Most High
We will not be shaken....
Sunday, April 22, 2018
reiterate
Reiterating Again
2-28-18
Reiterating
I tell the story again for all to hear
O, never fear
For today my passion and career in the Mount of Sinai
More than just empty words as protected by divine power
I make due for one more hour till I set off on another amazing and wonderful adventure
With authority and power, O sweet cinnamon
O, pure myrrh and its excelence
I need to see you one more time for quill and feather
And indigo heather
Our plectrum of harpsichord
Feather of goose formed again
All for our pen five hundred shekels
A pen of gold and a den not too cold
And lions bold just as we are told
To make that laver of brass consequently in the earth beneath
And heavens above, plural
Reiterating facial part projected
Get up and go!
Underdog Revisited
2-28-18
Life will never be the same without her
But I choose not to fret in having another cigarette
Taking up H.G. Wells
Larger type for easy reading
Business here, we know as to begin again this message
Where it all comes back to you
As visiting iniquities
I'm going to miss my intercessor today
As she's tied up in other affairs
Pull up two more chairs
All for the notary
Our secretaries of coping skills keep the law of Moses
As yet, O, maid servant
You will be the heir square and fair
Pull up another chair
Plowing into Mosiah chapter fourteen
For the flush deck of little schooners
As to just defy you as I extend my hand
I come as I am
Have your eternal life and I'll have mine
In seas of mediocrity
A good sign....
2-28-18
Reiterating
I tell the story again for all to hear
O, never fear
For today my passion and career in the Mount of Sinai
More than just empty words as protected by divine power
I make due for one more hour till I set off on another amazing and wonderful adventure
With authority and power, O sweet cinnamon
O, pure myrrh and its excelence
I need to see you one more time for quill and feather
And indigo heather
Our plectrum of harpsichord
Feather of goose formed again
All for our pen five hundred shekels
A pen of gold and a den not too cold
And lions bold just as we are told
To make that laver of brass consequently in the earth beneath
And heavens above, plural
Reiterating facial part projected
Get up and go!
Underdog Revisited
2-28-18
Life will never be the same without her
But I choose not to fret in having another cigarette
Taking up H.G. Wells
Larger type for easy reading
Business here, we know as to begin again this message
Where it all comes back to you
As visiting iniquities
I'm going to miss my intercessor today
As she's tied up in other affairs
Pull up two more chairs
All for the notary
Our secretaries of coping skills keep the law of Moses
As yet, O, maid servant
You will be the heir square and fair
Pull up another chair
Plowing into Mosiah chapter fourteen
For the flush deck of little schooners
As to just defy you as I extend my hand
I come as I am
Have your eternal life and I'll have mine
In seas of mediocrity
A good sign....
Friday, April 20, 2018
probable
Probable Indecision (Surety)
2-28-18
Even as a dry stalk of the field
Our talk of the shield as troubled days become far and few between
wondering by reason of many words that climb all over you
As washed upon their backs
As concerning our citizens we prepare our speeches
As still the Word teaches
Applying to our hearts this understanding
Quite demanding
Watchmen lift up their voices
And we face up to the difficult choices
Easier done with God beside us
To trim and dress the lamps
And pitch tents to set up camps
Where she is altogether worth the burden upon my back
Come the spirit of prophesying inscruitably owning up to it
On the edge of crystal and azure sky south of the borderline
God knows what is best for today
And tomorrow our joy through all sorrow....
Moreau
2-28-18
Offer no strange incense years ago
I have broken such a rule with sandalwood and pine
Mine all mine
Where this year there is no February twenty-nine
Fortunately straight into March for a palate to parch in keeping the thirst
So that to the water I hasten
Captive by even our close friends
Wherewith to accuse not those whom wronged us
To our astonishment I plant and scatter the seeds of love
As the prevent his ways why do ye not keep it
To sow it and to reap it
Each soul for the ransom under the gun
But at least I'm not under the knife
O, doth salvation come by the law?
Good question in that we establish it before us
Those double doors
Yea, ye have so....
2-28-18
Even as a dry stalk of the field
Our talk of the shield as troubled days become far and few between
wondering by reason of many words that climb all over you
As washed upon their backs
As concerning our citizens we prepare our speeches
As still the Word teaches
Applying to our hearts this understanding
Quite demanding
Watchmen lift up their voices
And we face up to the difficult choices
Easier done with God beside us
To trim and dress the lamps
And pitch tents to set up camps
Where she is altogether worth the burden upon my back
Come the spirit of prophesying inscruitably owning up to it
On the edge of crystal and azure sky south of the borderline
God knows what is best for today
And tomorrow our joy through all sorrow....
Moreau
2-28-18
Offer no strange incense years ago
I have broken such a rule with sandalwood and pine
Mine all mine
Where this year there is no February twenty-nine
Fortunately straight into March for a palate to parch in keeping the thirst
So that to the water I hasten
Captive by even our close friends
Wherewith to accuse not those whom wronged us
To our astonishment I plant and scatter the seeds of love
As the prevent his ways why do ye not keep it
To sow it and to reap it
Each soul for the ransom under the gun
But at least I'm not under the knife
O, doth salvation come by the law?
Good question in that we establish it before us
Those double doors
Yea, ye have so....
Thursday, April 19, 2018
corselet
Corselet
2-28-18
One of my personal trainers has moved on
And I'm left with a numb thumb
Like the egravings of a signet
It's the first time
In one world and in one dream
No more sluggish or even dull
Life is sweet and we take it for granted
By clasp and brooch
And two stones upon your shoulders
Precept upon precept and line upon line
Here and there a little
We're on the same page
Glimmering futurity
You want it so start it again
Set with gemstones
My stomach groans
And again I am refined in letters to our Marsh
Forgive me for ligure and amathyst
In a hole of habergeon and a linen corslet
And gemlike lyrics of Keats
Shall we begin again!
On Mosiah 12:3
2-28-18
Expecting more good news
From my bible and the book of Mormon
Still breaking the word of wisdom
But perhaps it is breaking me
Our dust to wind
Our voices sing
and it goes on and on and on
Epochal
None of the devil's concern
For Anindi imprisoned
All I can do is joy in it
And today break out the books again
As to be as stalk
And walk up to the blackboard with broken chalk
Leaving our record behind us
As I search the horizon for mysteries and twists of fate
Leaving the past behind me
For the gold deep down inside
Where beasts devour flesh
Valued as a garment in a hot furnace
All shall know that He is Lord of all
On our island
On our way to solid ground....
2-28-18
One of my personal trainers has moved on
And I'm left with a numb thumb
Like the egravings of a signet
It's the first time
In one world and in one dream
No more sluggish or even dull
Life is sweet and we take it for granted
By clasp and brooch
And two stones upon your shoulders
Precept upon precept and line upon line
Here and there a little
We're on the same page
Glimmering futurity
You want it so start it again
Set with gemstones
My stomach groans
And again I am refined in letters to our Marsh
Forgive me for ligure and amathyst
In a hole of habergeon and a linen corslet
And gemlike lyrics of Keats
Shall we begin again!
On Mosiah 12:3
2-28-18
Expecting more good news
From my bible and the book of Mormon
Still breaking the word of wisdom
But perhaps it is breaking me
Our dust to wind
Our voices sing
and it goes on and on and on
Epochal
None of the devil's concern
For Anindi imprisoned
All I can do is joy in it
And today break out the books again
As to be as stalk
And walk up to the blackboard with broken chalk
Leaving our record behind us
As I search the horizon for mysteries and twists of fate
Leaving the past behind me
For the gold deep down inside
Where beasts devour flesh
Valued as a garment in a hot furnace
All shall know that He is Lord of all
On our island
On our way to solid ground....
Tuesday, April 17, 2018
offering
Peace Offering Revisited
2-28-18
Ears go tin and eyes aluminum
Intending to share it with them
Over the border of Austria into Hungary
Dreaming of coming to America someday
As I visit the here and now
And remember to just enjoy it
By the peace offering of oxen
And seventy elders laying down their lives
For the host by the altar on its twelve pillars
Under God's feet paved wit the work of sapphire stone
Swept away and stunned by powerful words in the book of Mormon
Is this what God wants?
For us to listen to then holler along with Nadab and Abihu
It is you!
Half blood into basins
And the other half upon the altar
It is me!
"Folly!"
2-28-18
This is my folly
These here words of rhythm broken and rhyme cheated
Giving me back my voice
In a place where God says it's our choice
On the island of Doctor Moreau
Learning to stand for that which seems fitting
Never quitting
This is my folly for selvage and coupling
To drink up the lake at the edge of woven fabric
By leather and lace all manners of concupiscence
Furnished as to prevent raveling being ready to go
And today is going to be another good one
Now that we can face the music again
For fifty loops of each curtain
Surefooted and indeed certain
This is my folly far from melancholy....
Fine Linen
2-28-18
Of tribute and of testament
God protect this city today
And be with those that don't have a place
As past will be as future
By grace mysterious and powerful God's word
As to disentangle and extricate
And get another fix on milady Belladonna
Loving a bachelor's cat maybe for the last time
We're with you heart and soul
For curtains of goat's hair on ones tachometer
She says I need to learn to wait for olive oil to burn always
Constructing altars of acacia
And horns on four corners
Ready to receive atonement
By rings and staves of brass
I'm ready to go there soon
On our onyx stones
The names of our children
Of tribute and of testimony.....
2-28-18
Ears go tin and eyes aluminum
Intending to share it with them
Over the border of Austria into Hungary
Dreaming of coming to America someday
As I visit the here and now
And remember to just enjoy it
By the peace offering of oxen
And seventy elders laying down their lives
For the host by the altar on its twelve pillars
Under God's feet paved wit the work of sapphire stone
Swept away and stunned by powerful words in the book of Mormon
Is this what God wants?
For us to listen to then holler along with Nadab and Abihu
It is you!
Half blood into basins
And the other half upon the altar
It is me!
"Folly!"
2-28-18
This is my folly
These here words of rhythm broken and rhyme cheated
Giving me back my voice
In a place where God says it's our choice
On the island of Doctor Moreau
Learning to stand for that which seems fitting
Never quitting
This is my folly for selvage and coupling
To drink up the lake at the edge of woven fabric
By leather and lace all manners of concupiscence
Furnished as to prevent raveling being ready to go
And today is going to be another good one
Now that we can face the music again
For fifty loops of each curtain
Surefooted and indeed certain
This is my folly far from melancholy....
Fine Linen
2-28-18
Of tribute and of testament
God protect this city today
And be with those that don't have a place
As past will be as future
By grace mysterious and powerful God's word
As to disentangle and extricate
And get another fix on milady Belladonna
Loving a bachelor's cat maybe for the last time
We're with you heart and soul
For curtains of goat's hair on ones tachometer
She says I need to learn to wait for olive oil to burn always
Constructing altars of acacia
And horns on four corners
Ready to receive atonement
By rings and staves of brass
I'm ready to go there soon
On our onyx stones
The names of our children
Of tribute and of testimony.....
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