Quorum

Priesthood Quorum (More Than Self-Reliance)
2-18-18

It smells too good to quit now
Killing idolatry as fit to the how
Careful for our footsteps
God keep this neighborhood safe
Watchful as we heed and lips chafe
Although appropriate in this context
Please ask yourself "Am I the one?"
For this in Zion all under the same sun
Good work faithful servant in not taking up the gun
Yes, I'm coming sooner or later
See you now, Alligator and Cow
Don't mess up a good thing in saying "Wow!"......





For Callister
2-18-18

Be wise and aware
Claim the prize and take your chair
This is not in vain
I don't mind but I care
For red surface plytex not to vex
How far is the journey walls and dace pink
To really make me think
Under Brigham for Utah pioneers and all cheers
I insist for the doctrines and covenants
O, my bad agency
As God's compelling witness
Not me but God in me
How deep is the emotion for lotion with emotion
Greeting Callister
By the time you see this
We would have but known twain
It's been an amazing journey.....






Betrothal
2-18-18

It would be sad to quit now
As to suggest betrothal
Book of Mormon not only a keystone
But like a telephone for when we feel alone and there is more
Such is the point for when our noses are out of joint
For alleged resources and contending with horses
O, compelling witness and real estate news contrary to ascension
And no unnecesary exertion for His divinity
To do so he must simply be
In Larums and sounding of trumpets
Feeling mutual as it is....





Men Are (That They Have Joy)
2-18-18

In our prophetic calling
In my poetic rising and falling
The pen sometimes slips
Enter: sons of Titus Andronicus for truth absolute
Knowing this has not been in vain as a genius who relies on various books
Not one to get caught up in hooks for faith in every footstep
Our Ensign always praying for them accordingly many critics
It's never too late to cash it in
When we always have tomorrow God willing
All for King Benjamin's sermon on the Savior's atonement
God have this not to have been in vain
Men are that they may know joy






On Job 4:14
2-18-18

Lucky nines again today
For parking fines of Zen at bay
And dreams on the edge of the sky
And our similar dream experience
These are messengers beyond technical expertise
In the lines upon my face
There is Grace teaching me of such love not lost by eleven witnesses
We carry our own cross in ones photographic memory of being ten years old
Both hot and cold let it be so in farewell and in hello
Only in the service of your God
Take it slow like diamonds made of rain
And all that I've endured
For trembling while sitting still.....