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.....