What Is It?
3-16-18
Forever in your debt
Do you want to make a bet
No, I don't gamble but in which to ramble
As to paraphrase terms offered in another theological system
And ten deadly commandments we all have broken
In chaotic quarters behind the thickness of mentors
To be the rights of kings
Soon I get on with it
On the road to Cencheria southeast
Reporting to the upper Pierene just on schedule
Christ will be born of many
And the truth is sometimes scary
Where the past will be our future
Under the blossom that hangs on the bough
For sea-nymphs hourly to come our way
And we live and learn
Back in lion culture safari
We read the story
O cry unto this people
In our souls' pursuit
To look for His love today.....
Back To The Bema Seat
3-16-18
Behold the Spirit has said it
But for us not to break it
And heaven on earth is at hand
For even gainsayers to understand
Such is a number of wisdom precious and chosen
He bears the ring in Alighieri for the active embrace of godly exhortation
One way or another
She is well worth the burden
As holding perfection in bodies full of flaw
Ordering a side salad and cole slaw
To vaunt in youthful leakage of sap
Do you remember childhood endeavors
To explore the nature of youths and sullied nights
Many a glorious morning
I haven't said enough of truth in a lethal dose
Of gliding pale streams and restless fever
New mission in mind
We save it for a sunny day
And the devil says
What's the use....
On First Corinthians 1:29
3-16-18
North into Lechaion
I won't let you go
O, no
O, take it slow
Taking upon Him all infirmities
As Alma resides on Nelek for a dream of the past
And a change in our systems torn down in this labor
As departed from thence
Build not a wall or fence
In a new day dawning southwest into Acrocorinth
Doing my very best to hold down the tent
And they say that I ought to repent
O, don't push me too far tonight
Believing in foolish traditions I make for myself
Art not chief over us
West into Philus reporting back to the forum
Upon your flocks and herds
I'm ready for the warmth and madness of flowers in the spring
In Apollos well educated just doing his thing
Like a hawk to take wing.....
On Joel 1:16
3-16-18
Four hundred more poems
Till a need for more tablets
South of the border
Back into where we wonder O why
For faith, hope and charity
I hope I am more than just talk
In the tenth year of reign
As to say to myself "It's insane"
Northeast to our amplitheatre
As joy withered in our lodgement
We resusitate as fire devoured the pastures
Bearing burdens ahead and behind
Looking for that peace of mind
As fond winds will blow in seeking emancipation
In the land of Melek good or evil and no inbetweens
Joy withered from sons of men
As I simplify my study space on river Sidon
Is not meat cut off from our eyes?
Humble and submissive as can be....
Thursday, May 31, 2018
rebuilt
Another City Is Rebuilt
3-16-18
As to consider everything that grows
O, God knows and it shows
And it seems I have reasons to turn it all over to God today
Back at the judgment seat
I answer for myself
And tell God that I've blown it
On the trade winds something to find
Soon to read again Gerghis Khan
Taking up Harold Lamb for the records
Up late at quarter till eight
Everything else can wait
Ruled by Prester John
No place here to retreat
And I turn according to the Spirit
For it is my thanks
And fishing boats for the eighties obsolete
Dig into the meat for late sun
And two strings beating out of time
In all utterance and knowledge
Testimony confirmed in you in the critical
Starving our understanding
Reach out
Two so now be one.....
On First Corinthians 1:15
3-18-18
Greeting William Thompson by the narrow way
Of sorrow how dare day why
Foe exceeding great joy not in the awful dilema
O, cup of sin so be it till I win
As I see it
Off to war again as you shall come by
The cause of the kingdom of heaven is at hand
Where young will but see precious and chosen
Sun comes up in the east
Take away the pain in contribution large
Acenia, avarice and gluttony
You said it and now you dread it
By the will of Sosthenes
Testimony confirmed in you
You said it once and once is enough
It seems such a long year
But still keeping the good Word near
O, how I wonder if I am a fool
By those of cursed household contentions among you
Simeotaneously.....
Plenty To Read
3-16-18
Plenty to read
That's an understatement
Called to be a prophet unto many
Even when in not getting any
Even in the testimony confirmed
As to paraphrase these terms of loving your guts
And wanting your germs
On a burning trail with the fiercest winds
I make it a dilemna
Testimony confirmed in you
And contentions among you
For the overlook and those associated with it still exist
As perfectly joined together
Not fretting over quitting any time soon
Back to Asia again
Previously employed for apokascasis
One more fix before bath time
And mating wholly within the author's imagination
Flee to the tides again taking to the sky to promise revolution
She is nimble and surefooted
Far beneath the dearest notion
And their distribution....
Bring Strong Advices
3-16-18
O, unwholesome attachments
To bring strong advice
I pray for brother Price
Back in Zarahelma and cities built
For the cause of wine spilt
And behold He shall be born of Mary
For miracles almost scary
Touch this page of sacred time after wading through much affliction
We get even more of that white stuff
Where enough's enough
In this promised land of sacred time
Again pressing on as by in the pen
For resort hotels in colonade
We all are in need of assistance
I report but still I will not quit ye like men
In utterance and in all knowledge
Coughing up the bucks tomorrow
In a period of blessing and choosing what we are confessing
And a map of Corinth
Our temple of Aphrodite
It's all good.....
3-16-18
As to consider everything that grows
O, God knows and it shows
And it seems I have reasons to turn it all over to God today
Back at the judgment seat
I answer for myself
And tell God that I've blown it
On the trade winds something to find
Soon to read again Gerghis Khan
Taking up Harold Lamb for the records
Up late at quarter till eight
Everything else can wait
Ruled by Prester John
No place here to retreat
And I turn according to the Spirit
For it is my thanks
And fishing boats for the eighties obsolete
Dig into the meat for late sun
And two strings beating out of time
In all utterance and knowledge
Testimony confirmed in you in the critical
Starving our understanding
Reach out
Two so now be one.....
On First Corinthians 1:15
3-18-18
Greeting William Thompson by the narrow way
Of sorrow how dare day why
Foe exceeding great joy not in the awful dilema
O, cup of sin so be it till I win
As I see it
Off to war again as you shall come by
The cause of the kingdom of heaven is at hand
Where young will but see precious and chosen
Sun comes up in the east
Take away the pain in contribution large
Acenia, avarice and gluttony
You said it and now you dread it
By the will of Sosthenes
Testimony confirmed in you
You said it once and once is enough
It seems such a long year
But still keeping the good Word near
O, how I wonder if I am a fool
By those of cursed household contentions among you
Simeotaneously.....
Plenty To Read
3-16-18
Plenty to read
That's an understatement
Called to be a prophet unto many
Even when in not getting any
Even in the testimony confirmed
As to paraphrase these terms of loving your guts
And wanting your germs
On a burning trail with the fiercest winds
I make it a dilemna
Testimony confirmed in you
And contentions among you
For the overlook and those associated with it still exist
As perfectly joined together
Not fretting over quitting any time soon
Back to Asia again
Previously employed for apokascasis
One more fix before bath time
And mating wholly within the author's imagination
Flee to the tides again taking to the sky to promise revolution
She is nimble and surefooted
Far beneath the dearest notion
And their distribution....
Bring Strong Advices
3-16-18
O, unwholesome attachments
To bring strong advice
I pray for brother Price
Back in Zarahelma and cities built
For the cause of wine spilt
And behold He shall be born of Mary
For miracles almost scary
Touch this page of sacred time after wading through much affliction
We get even more of that white stuff
Where enough's enough
In this promised land of sacred time
Again pressing on as by in the pen
For resort hotels in colonade
We all are in need of assistance
I report but still I will not quit ye like men
In utterance and in all knowledge
Coughing up the bucks tomorrow
In a period of blessing and choosing what we are confessing
And a map of Corinth
Our temple of Aphrodite
It's all good.....
Tuesday, May 29, 2018
glisten
Glisten To Listen
3-15-18
Give ear young and old
In that it's still cold in my Antonia
Reading Cather for this cross man
And work piling up around me
Barking fig trees
At least that's what I'm told
Tattooed evil across my chest
In my singular light
We can't hide from God
As the light is to enter the bright eye
Give ear and listen
As campfires glisten
Gather wood and today do good
For the virgin girded in sackcloth
Where I must dedicate
As I wail and lament and not repent
As oil doth but languish
A nation strong and without number
And a terrible song heard as wonderful
In our quiet consummation
Renounced be the grave
As to suffer sea-change and allow the curl to shoot
Over your head for pearls that were His eyes
By the very clods and many gods.....
3-15-18
Give ear young and old
In that it's still cold in my Antonia
Reading Cather for this cross man
And work piling up around me
Barking fig trees
At least that's what I'm told
Tattooed evil across my chest
In my singular light
We can't hide from God
As the light is to enter the bright eye
Give ear and listen
As campfires glisten
Gather wood and today do good
For the virgin girded in sackcloth
Where I must dedicate
As I wail and lament and not repent
As oil doth but languish
A nation strong and without number
And a terrible song heard as wonderful
In our quiet consummation
Renounced be the grave
As to suffer sea-change and allow the curl to shoot
Over your head for pearls that were His eyes
By the very clods and many gods.....
Schafnabcrgenis
Schafnabcrgenis (Hark Now I Hear)
3-15-18
As time debateth and crime does hateth
I've got songs to sing
To make it through the remnants of utterance
Where the way is dark and such as prescribed
Printed in chronological order
South of the border
Doing my time soaking through the dust
As subjoined these conglomerations
Aspires opposite Westminster in the Whitehall
I'll meet you at the mall
Through the metidja
As tears fall like the rain drinks
Their lifestyle for Schafnaburgenis
A mouthful of the good stuff
Hark now I hear them
But I don't need to fear them
As time debateth with decay
Fading out into ghostliness
Glad to be alive in Jesus
For full fathom five on a sullied night.....
Ode Of Bohemian Immigrants
3-15-18
Vaunt in youthful sad on our vehicle
The soap could not wash it off
And this is how I recognize it
Coming around the corner
Still along I'm happy and content
With peace of mind meeting my girl in Denver
In another life hitting that thing with another paper towel
On my hundred freeways for flounder
More than just a fish, my main order as I go
Accounting rehashing sugar glider sessions
Where I've been the rover in Spring of '04
Another time to observe
Where Christ is my pilot as heartaches bring tame
In low sky like a sheet of metal call it tin
O, the sin but we will win
In the second mile secret in principle
For gold statuettes rust
Plastered self mower mastered
I blew all that I had to say
Beyond what is expected....
On Joel 1:1
3-15-18
As Jews hate Romans
If you're cold let my love keep you warm
Say hello to Rose for me, Jesus
Beyond call of duty these connotations
May it be a ministry
Come and rest awhile upright
And she says I am born to write
Bound for moving on loading the ox cart
With wares and opportunities on wheels
Where the devil wants you to throw in the towel
He wants to use you as you are willing
For buses and chariots
Join thyself to such
Still carrying my crutch
"Who needs you", so utters the enemy
Getting in our day stretch
Laying my vine waste
As to resusitate as to rouse
And still go and carouse
God knows this predicament
O, sugar glider
Make your roads wider
For Pethuel.....
3-15-18
As time debateth and crime does hateth
I've got songs to sing
To make it through the remnants of utterance
Where the way is dark and such as prescribed
Printed in chronological order
South of the border
Doing my time soaking through the dust
As subjoined these conglomerations
Aspires opposite Westminster in the Whitehall
I'll meet you at the mall
Through the metidja
As tears fall like the rain drinks
Their lifestyle for Schafnaburgenis
A mouthful of the good stuff
Hark now I hear them
But I don't need to fear them
As time debateth with decay
Fading out into ghostliness
Glad to be alive in Jesus
For full fathom five on a sullied night.....
Ode Of Bohemian Immigrants
3-15-18
Vaunt in youthful sad on our vehicle
The soap could not wash it off
And this is how I recognize it
Coming around the corner
Still along I'm happy and content
With peace of mind meeting my girl in Denver
In another life hitting that thing with another paper towel
On my hundred freeways for flounder
More than just a fish, my main order as I go
Accounting rehashing sugar glider sessions
Where I've been the rover in Spring of '04
Another time to observe
Where Christ is my pilot as heartaches bring tame
In low sky like a sheet of metal call it tin
O, the sin but we will win
In the second mile secret in principle
For gold statuettes rust
Plastered self mower mastered
I blew all that I had to say
Beyond what is expected....
On Joel 1:1
3-15-18
As Jews hate Romans
If you're cold let my love keep you warm
Say hello to Rose for me, Jesus
Beyond call of duty these connotations
May it be a ministry
Come and rest awhile upright
And she says I am born to write
Bound for moving on loading the ox cart
With wares and opportunities on wheels
Where the devil wants you to throw in the towel
He wants to use you as you are willing
For buses and chariots
Join thyself to such
Still carrying my crutch
"Who needs you", so utters the enemy
Getting in our day stretch
Laying my vine waste
As to resusitate as to rouse
And still go and carouse
God knows this predicament
O, sugar glider
Make your roads wider
For Pethuel.....
physic
A Physic Must
3-15-18
In other pursuits
Rocks and roots
Played of saxophones and flutes
Pardon my error O, mistress mind
And therefore forgive myself
What is life tis not hereafter
Loving the spring soon to come
Phil told his lies in prognosticating still
Procrastinating with a hey Nonino upon challiced flowers
I bide my herbs in poetic powers
For all of my troubles to see how it all pans out
And to acquire the taste of scepter learning and physic
See you on Sunday
O, hark the Lamb
In the dark our spark
To the deep is the oak
I will call back to reconfirm
And I will be glad all for the gentle eared puma
It runs in the family
And it's time to lather up again.....
Howe (Back Into Existence)
3-15-18
All lovers must cosign to thee
So it be I just do me
Putting me in my box as to set loose the fox
Where Oils John knelt to Phoebus
Girl, arise on a box
See you in heaven strengthening this phraseology
Of jubilee morn
What will be will be
Hark! Follow this and love to dust on the 308
A clean slate as birds sit brooding our merry note
To those who hope to remember all-dreaded
What comes up next
According to the text
Why not shoot for the bull's eyes of joy
Yet with chains around my feet
Howe art gone fishing for us
Coming back into existence
As heartaches come
Fear no more the thunder crashing
Where bees suck pollen to but distribute
Life to the roses of which bones are coral
Made in a soulful portrait
And sea nymphs hourly....
3-15-18
In other pursuits
Rocks and roots
Played of saxophones and flutes
Pardon my error O, mistress mind
And therefore forgive myself
What is life tis not hereafter
Loving the spring soon to come
Phil told his lies in prognosticating still
Procrastinating with a hey Nonino upon challiced flowers
I bide my herbs in poetic powers
For all of my troubles to see how it all pans out
And to acquire the taste of scepter learning and physic
See you on Sunday
O, hark the Lamb
In the dark our spark
To the deep is the oak
I will call back to reconfirm
And I will be glad all for the gentle eared puma
It runs in the family
And it's time to lather up again.....
Howe (Back Into Existence)
3-15-18
All lovers must cosign to thee
So it be I just do me
Putting me in my box as to set loose the fox
Where Oils John knelt to Phoebus
Girl, arise on a box
See you in heaven strengthening this phraseology
Of jubilee morn
What will be will be
Hark! Follow this and love to dust on the 308
A clean slate as birds sit brooding our merry note
To those who hope to remember all-dreaded
What comes up next
According to the text
Why not shoot for the bull's eyes of joy
Yet with chains around my feet
Howe art gone fishing for us
Coming back into existence
As heartaches come
Fear no more the thunder crashing
Where bees suck pollen to but distribute
Life to the roses of which bones are coral
Made in a soulful portrait
And sea nymphs hourly....
delight
Daily In His Delight
3-15-18
Needing to put my foot down
But at the same time bend over backwards
Simply removing solecisms
Loving the language out in the distance
Crossing the plain
We ride together
A blessing better than life itself
This agency shameless and impudent
And another good day and back at it
Brazen and immodest so was I in my own eyes
Subtle and cunning of heart for the moon and the stars
Calling wisdom Sister yet still lacking
Greeting all Leviathans in a trembling heart of a captive
Still right here and now out of my hands
In lattice and casement
I felt your heart close to mine
Always dramatic in principle on a day off
But pen on for impertinence in the beginning
Before His works of old made new
Rejoice always!
"Heigh Ho!"
3-15-18
Loving not only those that love me
Having sympathy even for the enemy
In our enormous rebirth for summer in the meadow sweet
For the time being in sunshine or in shadow
Still praying for the mission field and brother Bill
In a home beyond the clouds
What reward hath thee but of what is in stone for today
Be ye perfect as so God is and go crazy with the cheese whiz
O, Green live on and keep on keeping on
At silver springs another good trip
Hit this thing with a wet mop
As I wander secret in principle
To go with him twain
To our home beyond the clouds
Of much affliction and sorrow
About my addiction
Tomorrow sing, heigh ho!
Repent Ye
3-15-18
Repent ye and prepare the way
For the God of Yourself
Back in May of '81
A new bike and great joy of knowing
All about how we are growing
As to play the fife lowly as the Redeemer liveth
Tell our cowboy that we have blown it
As thus he has spoken on streets of Laredo
In His mortal tabernacle o'er Him
I say I've done wrong
But still I write my song
O, how does it feel in their presence
Real as you see me go
We'll meet again as I trust sometimes in dust
Established again
Keep on smiling through on Saturday
By inherent contradictions
Cry unto this people
But not for the steeple
As to lay aside every weight
Where there is nothing to hate
As His course is one eternal round
Repent ye!
On Alma 7:20 (Gazing Fed)
3-15-18
Pick me up in your truck
And give me some spiritual nicotine
If you know what it could come to mean
As I go there again to acquire a taste and make not haste
In the time of our dwelling as the time approaches for defense
But no such offense
God doesn't make sense
So lean not unto your own understanding
Lost love found again
My dear we have much desire
As to cleanse you in good baths I perceive
O, take me and keep me away from the vice
"Good luck with that", so says the devil
And I take this bondage to the next level
As His course is one eternal round of vacillating
Of pendulum swing
Still I will sing
Like God's eyes in my headlights.....
3-15-18
Needing to put my foot down
But at the same time bend over backwards
Simply removing solecisms
Loving the language out in the distance
Crossing the plain
We ride together
A blessing better than life itself
This agency shameless and impudent
And another good day and back at it
Brazen and immodest so was I in my own eyes
Subtle and cunning of heart for the moon and the stars
Calling wisdom Sister yet still lacking
Greeting all Leviathans in a trembling heart of a captive
Still right here and now out of my hands
In lattice and casement
I felt your heart close to mine
Always dramatic in principle on a day off
But pen on for impertinence in the beginning
Before His works of old made new
Rejoice always!
"Heigh Ho!"
3-15-18
Loving not only those that love me
Having sympathy even for the enemy
In our enormous rebirth for summer in the meadow sweet
For the time being in sunshine or in shadow
Still praying for the mission field and brother Bill
In a home beyond the clouds
What reward hath thee but of what is in stone for today
Be ye perfect as so God is and go crazy with the cheese whiz
O, Green live on and keep on keeping on
At silver springs another good trip
Hit this thing with a wet mop
As I wander secret in principle
To go with him twain
To our home beyond the clouds
Of much affliction and sorrow
About my addiction
Tomorrow sing, heigh ho!
Repent Ye
3-15-18
Repent ye and prepare the way
For the God of Yourself
Back in May of '81
A new bike and great joy of knowing
All about how we are growing
As to play the fife lowly as the Redeemer liveth
Tell our cowboy that we have blown it
As thus he has spoken on streets of Laredo
In His mortal tabernacle o'er Him
I say I've done wrong
But still I write my song
O, how does it feel in their presence
Real as you see me go
We'll meet again as I trust sometimes in dust
Established again
Keep on smiling through on Saturday
By inherent contradictions
Cry unto this people
But not for the steeple
As to lay aside every weight
Where there is nothing to hate
As His course is one eternal round
Repent ye!
On Alma 7:20 (Gazing Fed)
3-15-18
Pick me up in your truck
And give me some spiritual nicotine
If you know what it could come to mean
As I go there again to acquire a taste and make not haste
In the time of our dwelling as the time approaches for defense
But no such offense
God doesn't make sense
So lean not unto your own understanding
Lost love found again
My dear we have much desire
As to cleanse you in good baths I perceive
O, take me and keep me away from the vice
"Good luck with that", so says the devil
And I take this bondage to the next level
As His course is one eternal round of vacillating
Of pendulum swing
Still I will sing
Like God's eyes in my headlights.....
Monday, May 28, 2018
Lassie
Dassie And Lassie
3-15-18
Of first Hurrahs in Dante we find new heaven and earth
For thirst, Sirrah what can it be worth
In to active pursuit another love and its Good
Remembering Hope given too much rope
Amusing myself back to life as transfixed as to dwell upright
Yet downcast and I need to stand up for myself today
As the perfect remain as opposed
I bring along my tablet and Scripture
Yet obstinate happy is everyone that retain her
Count me out if it's only about the smoke
And I harden my heart again
In rocks for conies our hyrax and pika
O, Dassie meet Lassie
With so much to look forward to
In the works of Lebanon
That he still plants precious like rubies
This wisdom I lack.....
Another Preface
3-15-18
Casting our golden crown at His feet
Thus allegorically I put my foot down
By the roots and rocks in the way of shovel and spade
Measured one hundred weight and penny pounds
Founding the earth by understanding to see if I still feel
Let's get real O, Jehovah thank you for your forgiveness
Now to try to find another brother
Somehow I don't belong down there nor over there
But right here in Acedia we find it afresh
As understanding establishing the heavens
By the tears in my eyes that won't bleed again
O, staunch helper O, Savior
Where pain and bondage is all around
Don't take their word for it
Almost twenty years ago
My salvation like a bridge and rocks for conies.....
3-15-18
Of first Hurrahs in Dante we find new heaven and earth
For thirst, Sirrah what can it be worth
In to active pursuit another love and its Good
Remembering Hope given too much rope
Amusing myself back to life as transfixed as to dwell upright
Yet downcast and I need to stand up for myself today
As the perfect remain as opposed
I bring along my tablet and Scripture
Yet obstinate happy is everyone that retain her
Count me out if it's only about the smoke
And I harden my heart again
In rocks for conies our hyrax and pika
O, Dassie meet Lassie
With so much to look forward to
In the works of Lebanon
That he still plants precious like rubies
This wisdom I lack.....
Another Preface
3-15-18
Casting our golden crown at His feet
Thus allegorically I put my foot down
By the roots and rocks in the way of shovel and spade
Measured one hundred weight and penny pounds
Founding the earth by understanding to see if I still feel
Let's get real O, Jehovah thank you for your forgiveness
Now to try to find another brother
Somehow I don't belong down there nor over there
But right here in Acedia we find it afresh
As understanding establishing the heavens
By the tears in my eyes that won't bleed again
O, staunch helper O, Savior
Where pain and bondage is all around
Don't take their word for it
Almost twenty years ago
My salvation like a bridge and rocks for conies.....
discretion
Discretion Preserve Thee
3-15-18
I'm not selling anything
Coming in back in focus our love come estimation of shekels
As to take off the fat hard at the chime of six
Soon in want for another fix
I still love them not to divide it asunder
Of caul and of fat
It's going to work out
How does it feel so you inquire
For heaven on Earth within
As I grieve for what I don't need
In manner and ordinance and estimation of opinion
And judgement as to sprinkle it seven times
Exceptional we are known
And it won't go away overnight
Our perpetual statute in the dark wood
A spiritual awakening
Sprinkle the blood before the veil
As still he spoke of froward things
In mutual respect
I get my pen back in the mood
For its fermentation......
Transgression (Rooted Out)
3-15-18
Seen as a progress
The sole base characters play their lead role
And I already miss brother Reed
Yet upright our rectitude
Seek her as silver and cherish her as gold
Behold my beloved brethren
In the awareness of the facts
In warehouses of butter and its oceans of wine
As to reign in my stead
Civilizing ourselves
Carry on in spite of that truck
With hands over my ears for this projection
Into physical reality as supplicating peace and safety
Carry on regardless
I want to thank you Jesus just for being my friend
O, how are you
It's my pleasure adhering to rectitude
Again I blew it but I tried
Come wisdom sought after as silver refined seven times
Yet willfully contrary....
3-15-18
I'm not selling anything
Coming in back in focus our love come estimation of shekels
As to take off the fat hard at the chime of six
Soon in want for another fix
I still love them not to divide it asunder
Of caul and of fat
It's going to work out
How does it feel so you inquire
For heaven on Earth within
As I grieve for what I don't need
In manner and ordinance and estimation of opinion
And judgement as to sprinkle it seven times
Exceptional we are known
And it won't go away overnight
Our perpetual statute in the dark wood
A spiritual awakening
Sprinkle the blood before the veil
As still he spoke of froward things
In mutual respect
I get my pen back in the mood
For its fermentation......
Transgression (Rooted Out)
3-15-18
Seen as a progress
The sole base characters play their lead role
And I already miss brother Reed
Yet upright our rectitude
Seek her as silver and cherish her as gold
Behold my beloved brethren
In the awareness of the facts
In warehouses of butter and its oceans of wine
As to reign in my stead
Civilizing ourselves
Carry on in spite of that truck
With hands over my ears for this projection
Into physical reality as supplicating peace and safety
Carry on regardless
I want to thank you Jesus just for being my friend
O, how are you
It's my pleasure adhering to rectitude
Again I blew it but I tried
Come wisdom sought after as silver refined seven times
Yet willfully contrary....
Apokalupsis
Apokalupsis Unwilling
3-15-18
Not for the slaying of paragons
Where everyone will make it
He gives it to me and I take it
In our guard of Samaria and Sodom our burning
Making us to appear righteous
In that we are still learning
O, fine chalice say hello to Alice
According to the Spirit that is with me
Through the will of Sosthenes, our brother in the faith
As to illustrate our distinction constantly made in our Epistles
Called letters to the churches standing in grace
One of the original patrolmen in actual state
Grace is our Apokalupsis as rules are rules
And I need be honest about messing up in all utterance and knowledge employed
Here of living right so is my fear
Testimony confirmed in you.....
Jerusalem (Mother Of Us All)
7-15-18
Trip no further but call it a morning
And reign again
As to originate O, mistress mine redeemed
Where mystery is for the life in a pool of holy writing
Not as this who am I fooling
Under modern authorities
Turning ones back on the guardian
As we set out for another
And at eleven call Mother
What is love in such hereafter
I need to do something
Getting something kicking
Keep on, O soldier for an ounce of gold
Today under a schoolmaster
Already blowing it on Weir
As long as we are yet children
All for our beggarly elemennts
Where the allegory can be as the true story after all
Back to Florence in the west....
Louie (Merton)
3-15-18
One from Agar and one behind a shining star
Two covenants I failed to set into motion
Of Holy Cross Abbey out of range right next to my tabby
Prove a hatchet of haze loving our salted maize
Good to me zealously affected
Always for a good thing
Spending ten trillion in change on childhood games
I wonder if she is still with us
Calling Louie bond and free
One by a tree
Woman bond of promise
Two others after flesh
Come wash our inwards
Oblation not to be baked with leavened bread
Chopping wood for ones own good until it's understood
This do in remembrance
Each man has his prize as firstfruits not to be burned
Yet to be needing a lift....
I Blew It
3-15-18
Not quitting anytime soon because I love it
It starts with a tingling as to continue to just be
And just be me
United financialist for the memorial and the token as to pluck away the crop
And place it on the ashes
Power to you if you can go without
God wants dimes and dollars and cat flea collars
God wants Swiss franks finding our commonality
No meat offering be made with leaven
I blew it again putting it out halfway
God help us all for oblation and libation
For sin offering more error in manner and ordinance
And more turkey scratch
Being honest
I blew it....
3-15-18
Not for the slaying of paragons
Where everyone will make it
He gives it to me and I take it
In our guard of Samaria and Sodom our burning
Making us to appear righteous
In that we are still learning
O, fine chalice say hello to Alice
According to the Spirit that is with me
Through the will of Sosthenes, our brother in the faith
As to illustrate our distinction constantly made in our Epistles
Called letters to the churches standing in grace
One of the original patrolmen in actual state
Grace is our Apokalupsis as rules are rules
And I need be honest about messing up in all utterance and knowledge employed
Here of living right so is my fear
Testimony confirmed in you.....
Jerusalem (Mother Of Us All)
7-15-18
Trip no further but call it a morning
And reign again
As to originate O, mistress mine redeemed
Where mystery is for the life in a pool of holy writing
Not as this who am I fooling
Under modern authorities
Turning ones back on the guardian
As we set out for another
And at eleven call Mother
What is love in such hereafter
I need to do something
Getting something kicking
Keep on, O soldier for an ounce of gold
Today under a schoolmaster
Already blowing it on Weir
As long as we are yet children
All for our beggarly elemennts
Where the allegory can be as the true story after all
Back to Florence in the west....
Louie (Merton)
3-15-18
One from Agar and one behind a shining star
Two covenants I failed to set into motion
Of Holy Cross Abbey out of range right next to my tabby
Prove a hatchet of haze loving our salted maize
Good to me zealously affected
Always for a good thing
Spending ten trillion in change on childhood games
I wonder if she is still with us
Calling Louie bond and free
One by a tree
Woman bond of promise
Two others after flesh
Come wash our inwards
Oblation not to be baked with leavened bread
Chopping wood for ones own good until it's understood
This do in remembrance
Each man has his prize as firstfruits not to be burned
Yet to be needing a lift....
I Blew It
3-15-18
Not quitting anytime soon because I love it
It starts with a tingling as to continue to just be
And just be me
United financialist for the memorial and the token as to pluck away the crop
And place it on the ashes
Power to you if you can go without
God wants dimes and dollars and cat flea collars
God wants Swiss franks finding our commonality
No meat offering be made with leaven
I blew it again putting it out halfway
God help us all for oblation and libation
For sin offering more error in manner and ordinance
And more turkey scratch
Being honest
I blew it....
blow
Blow (Thou Winter Wind)
3-14-18
Our best of straw and ivy buds
Be vigilant of all of such bloods to continue the session
Back at home where spirits roam
As to enter His flock again this Sunday
And speak out about what I am
As shepherds swain but not in vain
Nonetheless block out the pain
In fair lined shippers and divine zippers
Come live with me in my mind as to see the city light
Kneeling by my bed of life as it seems
As if fate was my spite
Sleep tight and dream well
And steeping mountain yielding
Grab your things I've come to take you home
Greeting Marlowe in that he's already there
Cancel now your vows: greeting Drayton
Just as well for love's good Godspell
Come hither, come thither....
Barbur (Of Harold)
3-14-18
Loving Barbur
The tiger you don't need to be alone
But it is solitude you prefer
Like an island not far from the mainland in Alaska
Where crabs are found
God bless those divers as meat for repentance
Where morality is as nourishment and sustenance
And I did all of the dirty work before the light of day
Under the Greenwood as Silvia is excelling
And love and truth is selling
As beauty lives with the kindness
And I still love you
Even while it is a burden to bear your load
Wearing many hats
O, dream counceller do your thing
And keep on keeping on
High ho, sing out!
For the holly seizing Habus
Don't get me wrong
Sing your song!
No line useless....
Ding Dong Bell
3-14-18
Today I say you need to respect my choices to partake of my substance
For this is my portion a remedy in poison
Fight of the great Moguls our blaring new epic for one dollar
O, freeze thou bittersweet expanse and learn to dance and take that chance
To introduce yourself on ones way to the second heaven
Told to aim for the third turning his merry note into a symphony
A drop of water into the sea
I will just be me in gentlemen of Verona
Compassion is my profession
And love for them all is my dayjob
Here shall we see no such enemy
O, sing heigh ho even when you don't know
Dealt until the day you die
Ding dong in another song of hallelujah and Cymbaline....
I Settle (With The Old Day)
3-14-18
Our words meet for repentance
Waiting for the melting sound of Peter
Be the rock and feed her as I humble myself to the infant to seat her
O, mistress not my own but of God given
Seventeen other sources of inspiration to find a way to make it out alive
For pastry of fine flour oil and honey
It's only money where I made you to thrive
Like a plant in the fields praying that she eats and deficates
Like a healthy cat I have known for almost seventeen years as of now
As succeeded to royalty
Tomorrow I tell you straight up
That it's my choice to settle with contentment
As to loose the bands of life and death
For our father, the Amorite
I settle with peace of mind in her judgment prophesied
I settle....
3-14-18
Our best of straw and ivy buds
Be vigilant of all of such bloods to continue the session
Back at home where spirits roam
As to enter His flock again this Sunday
And speak out about what I am
As shepherds swain but not in vain
Nonetheless block out the pain
In fair lined shippers and divine zippers
Come live with me in my mind as to see the city light
Kneeling by my bed of life as it seems
As if fate was my spite
Sleep tight and dream well
And steeping mountain yielding
Grab your things I've come to take you home
Greeting Marlowe in that he's already there
Cancel now your vows: greeting Drayton
Just as well for love's good Godspell
Come hither, come thither....
Barbur (Of Harold)
3-14-18
Loving Barbur
The tiger you don't need to be alone
But it is solitude you prefer
Like an island not far from the mainland in Alaska
Where crabs are found
God bless those divers as meat for repentance
Where morality is as nourishment and sustenance
And I did all of the dirty work before the light of day
Under the Greenwood as Silvia is excelling
And love and truth is selling
As beauty lives with the kindness
And I still love you
Even while it is a burden to bear your load
Wearing many hats
O, dream counceller do your thing
And keep on keeping on
High ho, sing out!
For the holly seizing Habus
Don't get me wrong
Sing your song!
No line useless....
Ding Dong Bell
3-14-18
Today I say you need to respect my choices to partake of my substance
For this is my portion a remedy in poison
Fight of the great Moguls our blaring new epic for one dollar
O, freeze thou bittersweet expanse and learn to dance and take that chance
To introduce yourself on ones way to the second heaven
Told to aim for the third turning his merry note into a symphony
A drop of water into the sea
I will just be me in gentlemen of Verona
Compassion is my profession
And love for them all is my dayjob
Here shall we see no such enemy
O, sing heigh ho even when you don't know
Dealt until the day you die
Ding dong in another song of hallelujah and Cymbaline....
I Settle (With The Old Day)
3-14-18
Our words meet for repentance
Waiting for the melting sound of Peter
Be the rock and feed her as I humble myself to the infant to seat her
O, mistress not my own but of God given
Seventeen other sources of inspiration to find a way to make it out alive
For pastry of fine flour oil and honey
It's only money where I made you to thrive
Like a plant in the fields praying that she eats and deficates
Like a healthy cat I have known for almost seventeen years as of now
As succeeded to royalty
Tomorrow I tell you straight up
That it's my choice to settle with contentment
As to loose the bands of life and death
For our father, the Amorite
I settle with peace of mind in her judgment prophesied
I settle....
Saturday, May 26, 2018
sunlight
Sunlight Upon It
3-14-18
Doing horrible with the word of wisdom
And law of chastity
Hoping I am not baptized impure
But who can be accompanied in this journey we call life
Not forsaken the Lord wrong intentionally
I'm not frightened to fall again
I want it badly and I count slowly to ten
In conversation of lifestyle
Look in my eyes and take my hand
As spoken by our fathers
Of God's fire to rage in ones soul
As to comfort you tonight
Take upon you my yoke as light like wood
Easier to bear where Alma goes to Gideon
For the love we're in
I love you likewise
Call me brother beginning again
In new resolution of the restoration
Going on all around us....
Just Passing Through
3-14-18
Some are rejected but not blotted out
Grafted back in with branches that shout comprising chapter seven
More world of the three glories of heaven that sound more like it
Julia for the greatness of all potential
I go there one more time to decide for myself
If such is the right thing
Speaking of money, you're funny
And today it is sunny
Still catching my breath lifted up in the pride of my heart
No one exempt in change to spare in the halls of truths
And still telling lies travelling through both space and time
The choice is already made but it's open for revisions
Comforted in warm tides washing over my shoulder
Tired as a tire needing fresh air
As so we need your riff
On the side of your cliff
Time to go.....
3-14-18
Doing horrible with the word of wisdom
And law of chastity
Hoping I am not baptized impure
But who can be accompanied in this journey we call life
Not forsaken the Lord wrong intentionally
I'm not frightened to fall again
I want it badly and I count slowly to ten
In conversation of lifestyle
Look in my eyes and take my hand
As spoken by our fathers
Of God's fire to rage in ones soul
As to comfort you tonight
Take upon you my yoke as light like wood
Easier to bear where Alma goes to Gideon
For the love we're in
I love you likewise
Call me brother beginning again
In new resolution of the restoration
Going on all around us....
Just Passing Through
3-14-18
Some are rejected but not blotted out
Grafted back in with branches that shout comprising chapter seven
More world of the three glories of heaven that sound more like it
Julia for the greatness of all potential
I go there one more time to decide for myself
If such is the right thing
Speaking of money, you're funny
And today it is sunny
Still catching my breath lifted up in the pride of my heart
No one exempt in change to spare in the halls of truths
And still telling lies travelling through both space and time
The choice is already made but it's open for revisions
Comforted in warm tides washing over my shoulder
Tired as a tire needing fresh air
As so we need your riff
On the side of your cliff
Time to go.....
loaded
Bases Loaded
3-14-18
Gathering a new dash of all unknown extremities
Cold as stone back and side
Go barefoot at two city lights anointed in their glories
And good brew enough
I'll settle with peacefulness
And not expect the ecstatic
For crabs boiled to perfection dipped in butter
One word and two lights
Even as good fellows and no one good, no not one
Greeting Tyb and purchasing another baby rib ad lib
I dwell in my crib
No frost I know and soon it's time to go
Loving my Marlowe
True poets in their faith
Make it work for love on fire
Come live with us as steeping mountains yield
All minerals we can but name
In a need to have a goal in mind
Besides just this when it's forever all set in clothes of slumber
While upright scanning the horizon
What do you see?
Tables Clearing
3-14-18
In the last times no crisping pins
Or pockets to hide what you carry
A sweet smell and another bone to bury
And thus it is written, Amen
Many are called but few are chosen
As to establish order and drive it straight over the southern border
Of the day's first bright sun ray
We are at liberty to pray
O, Grace stick around two more years
Say what you will and why not aim for five
Turn the page and look alive
Will my eyes see it straight on release
O, release satisfied with peace
As of today cleansed and set in order
For the simple love in your faith
I think I have come to understand
Accompanied by presences and somewhere to go today
All for the exit when I want it
Tables clearing....
3-14-18
Gathering a new dash of all unknown extremities
Cold as stone back and side
Go barefoot at two city lights anointed in their glories
And good brew enough
I'll settle with peacefulness
And not expect the ecstatic
For crabs boiled to perfection dipped in butter
One word and two lights
Even as good fellows and no one good, no not one
Greeting Tyb and purchasing another baby rib ad lib
I dwell in my crib
No frost I know and soon it's time to go
Loving my Marlowe
True poets in their faith
Make it work for love on fire
Come live with us as steeping mountains yield
All minerals we can but name
In a need to have a goal in mind
Besides just this when it's forever all set in clothes of slumber
While upright scanning the horizon
What do you see?
Tables Clearing
3-14-18
In the last times no crisping pins
Or pockets to hide what you carry
A sweet smell and another bone to bury
And thus it is written, Amen
Many are called but few are chosen
As to establish order and drive it straight over the southern border
Of the day's first bright sun ray
We are at liberty to pray
O, Grace stick around two more years
Say what you will and why not aim for five
Turn the page and look alive
Will my eyes see it straight on release
O, release satisfied with peace
As of today cleansed and set in order
For the simple love in your faith
I think I have come to understand
Accompanied by presences and somewhere to go today
All for the exit when I want it
Tables clearing....
country
Know Thy Country
3-14-18
Soon to inherit more books from a sister in God
Expecting more
Bring your own bag in O'Connell
And these quotes of love and understanding
Lean not unto thine own
And take this river to the sea for cool tombs dug in the grass
I'm ready now to see it and hear this barrel organ
Where time has run its course
Stay put yes, books and more books
I'll need another shelf for this
For Vincent Benet
Got back to home base while you can
Still conceive as to turn the tide away
As the crowd was envy upon the bard of blessedness
Go there again and see it for yourself as received
In gladsomeness
Get it while you can....
Summer Of '98
3-14-18
Spare not and be either cold or hot
The drink of what we've got
In yesterdays of tomorrow
Search my song in the shelter from my pain and pleasure
That in vain was this leisure
Remembering the summer of '98
O where was I and what was I trying to do with my life
In a better place where truth will make you free
And He never lets you down
O, subdue thyself and we stand our ground
Even when I have not much to give
Save these words of exhortation
This book makes strict conformity to just me in heavenly cheer
Steer clear of fear and take heed how you hear...
Forth, Pilgrim
3-14-18
Forth, pilgrim
Forth northeast north
In our Staunchest second helping
As long as you're willing to wait in line
Back at Oxford University
In dreams of academics for satire of spiritualism
Where there is no such thing as a false religion
When all is real so in the meantime I will rejoice
In that this joy is my conscious choice
All of this to be done in faith yet coupling
Never mind these misspellings when all words exists
O, Beast leave thy stall as to wrestle this world with a tired arm
Look up and thank God for it all
And step out into the invigorating chill
Cleansed and set in order
As streams come from far away
God have me to stay in contact
Still beside myself as silence bleeds
Of thy soul as the pioneer.....
I'll Do It Again
3-14-18
I did it before and I will do it again
Going to war to take up a new pen and find a new friend
To keep until the end
Cleansed and set in order
Don't give up my brother
As belonging to a new church of solemnity
And the feeling of the Spirit anew and afresh
As fields to toil and thresh
No names blotted out save those whom refuse in jolly good middle age
And cold winds blow but for a moment a drop of a tear
In a sea a grain of sand
In mine eye suffering no such ravenous wolf to prowl about
While in doubt as love conquers all
For all intercessors
It's what it's all about
And all will come to know the glory
To stuff my skin so full within
All for our qualifications already met.....
3-14-18
Soon to inherit more books from a sister in God
Expecting more
Bring your own bag in O'Connell
And these quotes of love and understanding
Lean not unto thine own
And take this river to the sea for cool tombs dug in the grass
I'm ready now to see it and hear this barrel organ
Where time has run its course
Stay put yes, books and more books
I'll need another shelf for this
For Vincent Benet
Got back to home base while you can
Still conceive as to turn the tide away
As the crowd was envy upon the bard of blessedness
Go there again and see it for yourself as received
In gladsomeness
Get it while you can....
Summer Of '98
3-14-18
Spare not and be either cold or hot
The drink of what we've got
In yesterdays of tomorrow
Search my song in the shelter from my pain and pleasure
That in vain was this leisure
Remembering the summer of '98
O where was I and what was I trying to do with my life
In a better place where truth will make you free
And He never lets you down
O, subdue thyself and we stand our ground
Even when I have not much to give
Save these words of exhortation
This book makes strict conformity to just me in heavenly cheer
Steer clear of fear and take heed how you hear...
Forth, Pilgrim
3-14-18
Forth, pilgrim
Forth northeast north
In our Staunchest second helping
As long as you're willing to wait in line
Back at Oxford University
In dreams of academics for satire of spiritualism
Where there is no such thing as a false religion
When all is real so in the meantime I will rejoice
In that this joy is my conscious choice
All of this to be done in faith yet coupling
Never mind these misspellings when all words exists
O, Beast leave thy stall as to wrestle this world with a tired arm
Look up and thank God for it all
And step out into the invigorating chill
Cleansed and set in order
As streams come from far away
God have me to stay in contact
Still beside myself as silence bleeds
Of thy soul as the pioneer.....
I'll Do It Again
3-14-18
I did it before and I will do it again
Going to war to take up a new pen and find a new friend
To keep until the end
Cleansed and set in order
Don't give up my brother
As belonging to a new church of solemnity
And the feeling of the Spirit anew and afresh
As fields to toil and thresh
No names blotted out save those whom refuse in jolly good middle age
And cold winds blow but for a moment a drop of a tear
In a sea a grain of sand
In mine eye suffering no such ravenous wolf to prowl about
While in doubt as love conquers all
For all intercessors
It's what it's all about
And all will come to know the glory
To stuff my skin so full within
All for our qualifications already met.....
Friday, May 25, 2018
innisfree
Innisfree
3-14-18
As to lack what I don't lack
Rising while it is still dark
To scintillate my own spark
Up at a villa down on a firth
Still under our schoolmaster
God tells me how can I benefit from it
In turning again to the beggarly elements
Remembering Luce dressed in scarlet
And puce but what does this have to do with anything
O, peaceable neighbor
I miss the bull's eye of the line drawn
O, Sharpener how is your taste
Where haste makes waste
Enjoy it my friend superfluously adequate whereupon
I squeeze the lemon fixing it myself behind purblind eyes
Looking straight into the sun
Knowing its potential
I am only a student of the prudent
For roots of loveliest of oaks
On innisfree....
To Foxes
3-14-18
Looking for Sidney Lavier on the east side of the store
In the back corner loving our clattahooche
And memoirs of the cafeteria where no one would save me a song
Looking as well for Barry Deever as one to go back to the stars
As nations from the sky
I forget how to really cry
Looking as well for Santayana
Still loving my Beladonna
As we see the writing and read the story beneath the surface
Eternal love and life and a hand to hold of William Sycamore
As one loses the path along the way come daylight
Call not in today and face the friction for paternal of Cicacs
Come forth and get the gist of it.....
3-14-18
As to lack what I don't lack
Rising while it is still dark
To scintillate my own spark
Up at a villa down on a firth
Still under our schoolmaster
God tells me how can I benefit from it
In turning again to the beggarly elements
Remembering Luce dressed in scarlet
And puce but what does this have to do with anything
O, peaceable neighbor
I miss the bull's eye of the line drawn
O, Sharpener how is your taste
Where haste makes waste
Enjoy it my friend superfluously adequate whereupon
I squeeze the lemon fixing it myself behind purblind eyes
Looking straight into the sun
Knowing its potential
I am only a student of the prudent
For roots of loveliest of oaks
On innisfree....
To Foxes
3-14-18
Looking for Sidney Lavier on the east side of the store
In the back corner loving our clattahooche
And memoirs of the cafeteria where no one would save me a song
Looking as well for Barry Deever as one to go back to the stars
As nations from the sky
I forget how to really cry
Looking as well for Santayana
Still loving my Beladonna
As we see the writing and read the story beneath the surface
Eternal love and life and a hand to hold of William Sycamore
As one loses the path along the way come daylight
Call not in today and face the friction for paternal of Cicacs
Come forth and get the gist of it.....
harmonize
Singing Out Of Tune (Learning To Harmonize)
3-14-18
O, have you come from your ice house O, Eskimo
Of engineering electoral and another invitation come Sunday
Please God convince me that this is the true church
As a power to be reckoned with
O, son of coppersmith
And daughter of our carpenter
Nothing in life works until you understand it
Like the wood of the vine in fertile forests of felicity
Another kind of fire so cleanses us
Then you are washed in the water to gush out of His side
But not for pride where I was the only one not in unity with the harmonizing
Of the melody but at least I was there
For the once and twice puzzling reference
As not to take care
Among the Khetf we dwell....
On Galatians 3:6
3-14-18
As for the maturity when you were born and given a navel
I watch the television when it's turned off using my imagination in making movies
In a mind like a meteor praying for contentment
And a courage to cope caring for craftiness
And two or more streams flowing together this week
I live on yogurt and junkfood in all such reticence
Where God says wait succoring those in need of longsuffering and temperance
Quiet from the fear of evil as to feign and dissimulate
And invent another story of where you came from
And soon later we are to make believe and pretend
As I step into the water by which Abraham believed
Accounted for his righteousness.....
As Annulling
3-14-18
Praying to make sense out of the book of Mormon unfathomable
In its metaphor
Who are you saving this saver for a door opened
That cannot be shut never again to disannul in this inexhaustible source
We'll get Mountain Dew in Peru and Sprite in you know who
As to make null of the mountain made of a molehill
As not of faith so is our law
But the man that does it will live in it
O, can ye withstand these things
O, meet me in the garden for I've got salmon
Some in the need of famine
Living off of yogurt and M&M's
O, can we lay aside these things once and for all
And I say God forbid it is what I thrive for
In thee all nations be blessed
All for the miracle....
Between Bedboard And Pillow
3-14-18
Pink is a science of its own
Somewhere between a pillow and a bedboard carved in stone
Touching the coolness of the right side
All that is harmed is my pride
I speak by way of invitation
To comfort the feeble minded
And there are a million other things I could be doing
As another bard and seer is blinded
As received into the church not a building but His body
And no man pardoned by the works of law
As we establish it in conscience as to establish again Zarahelma
For the supermarket life I didn't need to live
No man disannul nor add to it in peculiar manifestations
Of our Karshish
Toll the bell again
As to suspect all sustenance....
3-14-18
O, have you come from your ice house O, Eskimo
Of engineering electoral and another invitation come Sunday
Please God convince me that this is the true church
As a power to be reckoned with
O, son of coppersmith
And daughter of our carpenter
Nothing in life works until you understand it
Like the wood of the vine in fertile forests of felicity
Another kind of fire so cleanses us
Then you are washed in the water to gush out of His side
But not for pride where I was the only one not in unity with the harmonizing
Of the melody but at least I was there
For the once and twice puzzling reference
As not to take care
Among the Khetf we dwell....
On Galatians 3:6
3-14-18
As for the maturity when you were born and given a navel
I watch the television when it's turned off using my imagination in making movies
In a mind like a meteor praying for contentment
And a courage to cope caring for craftiness
And two or more streams flowing together this week
I live on yogurt and junkfood in all such reticence
Where God says wait succoring those in need of longsuffering and temperance
Quiet from the fear of evil as to feign and dissimulate
And invent another story of where you came from
And soon later we are to make believe and pretend
As I step into the water by which Abraham believed
Accounted for his righteousness.....
As Annulling
3-14-18
Praying to make sense out of the book of Mormon unfathomable
In its metaphor
Who are you saving this saver for a door opened
That cannot be shut never again to disannul in this inexhaustible source
We'll get Mountain Dew in Peru and Sprite in you know who
As to make null of the mountain made of a molehill
As not of faith so is our law
But the man that does it will live in it
O, can ye withstand these things
O, meet me in the garden for I've got salmon
Some in the need of famine
Living off of yogurt and M&M's
O, can we lay aside these things once and for all
And I say God forbid it is what I thrive for
In thee all nations be blessed
All for the miracle....
Between Bedboard And Pillow
3-14-18
Pink is a science of its own
Somewhere between a pillow and a bedboard carved in stone
Touching the coolness of the right side
All that is harmed is my pride
I speak by way of invitation
To comfort the feeble minded
And there are a million other things I could be doing
As another bard and seer is blinded
As received into the church not a building but His body
And no man pardoned by the works of law
As we establish it in conscience as to establish again Zarahelma
For the supermarket life I didn't need to live
No man disannul nor add to it in peculiar manifestations
Of our Karshish
Toll the bell again
As to suspect all sustenance....
Ozymandias
My Ozymandias
3-14-18
As I struggle in the rams I snuggle up wit
As spark dreaming on my Ozymandias
Loving words unfamiliar
I suppose I'll never know her
Soon to celebrate my forty-fifth
But I still feel like a little boy in the faith
Trying to care not to cross them
Nor even boss them
Like a salad we toss them
Mother, I cannot find your pots and pans
With twists and prods like devils and gods
Look without seeing for our ore to the south winds
Picking it up today at our mountain tavern
And a two dollar draft
Only in my dreams when you look inward
For our bridge of sighs of hows and whys
For Grecian war and my first gray hair.....
Of When I Was Fearless
3-14-18
In need of more sheaves
As soon bloom in spring leaves
I'll not be worried about the wager
Where I remember the song of the shirt
He said I was going to get hurt
More than things years ago a treat to blurt
Rubaiyat of Omar
She is here and I am yet to take my first steps of faith
For the young ones' hour
Petting the hound of heaven
Singing the song of the Chattahhoche for our Invictus
And today it's all good in what I have to learn about God's love
As your fame went out among the nations
And I ordain thee with bracelets and adorn you with tabrets.....
Recalcitrant
3-14-18
Yet recalcitrant in pining error abiding in the vine
Unregenerate as another shall devour them much obliged to stay awhile
And report to my next class
As to focus on the prince of peace and the princess
Whose love will not cease
Yet recalcitrant another fire doth devour us
It's all poetry to and for and through me
As you become Mine saith the Lord of hosts
And when I get back here again
There are more posts as to portray our living union
Blessing our lives with lovely direction through the atonement
And our resurrection anointing us with the oil of gladness
Soon to witness springtime madness
Yet recalcitrant....
3-14-18
As I struggle in the rams I snuggle up wit
As spark dreaming on my Ozymandias
Loving words unfamiliar
I suppose I'll never know her
Soon to celebrate my forty-fifth
But I still feel like a little boy in the faith
Trying to care not to cross them
Nor even boss them
Like a salad we toss them
Mother, I cannot find your pots and pans
With twists and prods like devils and gods
Look without seeing for our ore to the south winds
Picking it up today at our mountain tavern
And a two dollar draft
Only in my dreams when you look inward
For our bridge of sighs of hows and whys
For Grecian war and my first gray hair.....
Of When I Was Fearless
3-14-18
In need of more sheaves
As soon bloom in spring leaves
I'll not be worried about the wager
Where I remember the song of the shirt
He said I was going to get hurt
More than things years ago a treat to blurt
Rubaiyat of Omar
She is here and I am yet to take my first steps of faith
For the young ones' hour
Petting the hound of heaven
Singing the song of the Chattahhoche for our Invictus
And today it's all good in what I have to learn about God's love
As your fame went out among the nations
And I ordain thee with bracelets and adorn you with tabrets.....
Recalcitrant
3-14-18
Yet recalcitrant in pining error abiding in the vine
Unregenerate as another shall devour them much obliged to stay awhile
And report to my next class
As to focus on the prince of peace and the princess
Whose love will not cease
Yet recalcitrant another fire doth devour us
It's all poetry to and for and through me
As you become Mine saith the Lord of hosts
And when I get back here again
There are more posts as to portray our living union
Blessing our lives with lovely direction through the atonement
And our resurrection anointing us with the oil of gladness
Soon to witness springtime madness
Yet recalcitrant....
Thursday, May 24, 2018
flunk
No One Flunks Out
3-14-18
Christ in ransom
Do we have to know it
By the sound of his flute
To inherit loot
For a rose in a crannied wall
God knows you don't want to fall
Where elders sit before me
And bishops and deacons adore me
With contemporaneous testimony in pockets full of change
For our church cleansed and set in order
And a barn moving back across the border
As spoken by our fathers
Into a tame cougar ours is a vibrant archive
Faith dedicated to a second helping of potatoes
For the parable of the useless vine and I hope and plan to make it mine
Root and all in my hand so the foreign farmer of fate and fortune might understand
The audacity of Ruth our song to Celia
Where no one flunks out.....
Suckling
3-14-18
Allegorical and analogical
We are as I
Step out to witness a bright star
And many others that remind me of my brothers
Of our business our Cycidas
We can make it work
Yea, even at this hour of our own
Scots Wha Hee and something more I have to say
O, sweet Afyon make it work for us
And don't miss the bus
Keep on keeping on O, lovely Rose
Building our lives on a strong foundation and in fertile soil
We seek a place of no rocks or roots
And today it's chicken scratch and a sluggish temperment
As I pull myself apart as my guts are gone
And my work of art as we draw closer
And there is another way to go about it.....
Alymer
3-14-18
O, the solitude of man
Getting my pen in the mood
For the master plan
For Rose on a girdle
Why so pale and wan?
Alright Hardy, that's enough
Still as one to strut my stuff
Under the elegy of Thomas Gray
For our Lochinuar we see it clearly
As direction is lost for old familiar faces
On Kubla Khan as to buy it on sale
And sell it where the oil will not fail
On Chanson our hunting song
Don't get me wrong
The protraction is quite long
And a love letter to our sky lark
On the side of Solomon's concubines and porcupines
With props and twists cracking out wrists
But not clenching ones fists
Under Alymer we establish the rule....
3-14-18
Christ in ransom
Do we have to know it
By the sound of his flute
To inherit loot
For a rose in a crannied wall
God knows you don't want to fall
Where elders sit before me
And bishops and deacons adore me
With contemporaneous testimony in pockets full of change
For our church cleansed and set in order
And a barn moving back across the border
As spoken by our fathers
Into a tame cougar ours is a vibrant archive
Faith dedicated to a second helping of potatoes
For the parable of the useless vine and I hope and plan to make it mine
Root and all in my hand so the foreign farmer of fate and fortune might understand
The audacity of Ruth our song to Celia
Where no one flunks out.....
Suckling
3-14-18
Allegorical and analogical
We are as I
Step out to witness a bright star
And many others that remind me of my brothers
Of our business our Cycidas
We can make it work
Yea, even at this hour of our own
Scots Wha Hee and something more I have to say
O, sweet Afyon make it work for us
And don't miss the bus
Keep on keeping on O, lovely Rose
Building our lives on a strong foundation and in fertile soil
We seek a place of no rocks or roots
And today it's chicken scratch and a sluggish temperment
As I pull myself apart as my guts are gone
And my work of art as we draw closer
And there is another way to go about it.....
Alymer
3-14-18
O, the solitude of man
Getting my pen in the mood
For the master plan
For Rose on a girdle
Why so pale and wan?
Alright Hardy, that's enough
Still as one to strut my stuff
Under the elegy of Thomas Gray
For our Lochinuar we see it clearly
As direction is lost for old familiar faces
On Kubla Khan as to buy it on sale
And sell it where the oil will not fail
On Chanson our hunting song
Don't get me wrong
The protraction is quite long
And a love letter to our sky lark
On the side of Solomon's concubines and porcupines
With props and twists cracking out wrists
But not clenching ones fists
Under Alymer we establish the rule....
outside
Standing Outside
3-13-18
Outside the door of open doors that can't be shut
This lacking of purity willing to take my chances
On a street leading to our thoroughfare of thoughts thine own
Gathering our assemblage in want to become something where romance is back in fashion
As I follow my passion
I am not worthy but I will go ahead with it in confluence causeways
She cries in chief places of concourse to hearken to the voice of the good shepherd
Never to be pure
This is the Spirit of revelation
Excuse me I'm a new man all over again
Come unto me and partake of all of such
With brothers getting back in touch
Tomorrow morning waiting for medicine
Cleansed not yet set in order
Excuse me
I still lack the purity....
3-13-18
Outside the door of open doors that can't be shut
This lacking of purity willing to take my chances
On a street leading to our thoroughfare of thoughts thine own
Gathering our assemblage in want to become something where romance is back in fashion
As I follow my passion
I am not worthy but I will go ahead with it in confluence causeways
She cries in chief places of concourse to hearken to the voice of the good shepherd
Never to be pure
This is the Spirit of revelation
Excuse me I'm a new man all over again
Come unto me and partake of all of such
With brothers getting back in touch
Tomorrow morning waiting for medicine
Cleansed not yet set in order
Excuse me
I still lack the purity....
furtive
Furtively
3-13-18
For those whose devil is ones shepherd
Today I play it safe by pressing onward through the situation
O, redeemed through Him
We can worship together on Sunday
One place or the other
It's my call
Full of grace, mercy and truth
For His atonement in our lives
Love thrives
And the strong one survives
For stealth and secret passage for things stolen
Shaving cut swollen
Furtively we find it afresh
As to ask in ways sinuous wearing unusual vestures
Of raiment for the sheep of the good shepherd
Paperlate, I exclaim that I know of our surety
Easy now sit you down
I have not time to lose
Tonight eat well and put on the breastplate and shield
Bursting your belt
I can almost melt
Running a quick vacuum....
Deplorably
3-13-18
Doing my dirty work
To make her clean again
Washing the car I would never own
Not openly acknowledged as to slink sinuous
And do what is humanly impossible by the Spirit that dwell within me
Still as the filthy rags he did not throw away as the clay
It's okay sometimes to exist
Unexpectedly under the moonlit west skies
I tell no such lies suggesting bravery and wretch deplorably
Today is a yes go
God have me to be a blessing to everyone
Hoping that the dying is completed
I check on you and say to myself it's going to be a good day
Seeing it reflected not only in the presence of authors
But for my own well being and best interests....
She Cries Without
3-13-18
Drowning in a tunnel of His blood
No more to track in mud
On our search for happiness given under heaven
Whereby we are what we are
Under His divine direction as to deplore it as such is censured
Keeping us quiet taking no company with those that ambush
Base and despicable yet done in stealth
For ones spiritual health as to slink abject
Up on Solisbury hill I rock on to it and this evening do it
Shifty and furtive eagle flies at daybreak suggesting bravery
Some yet greedy of gain sitting on gold all for the reboot
Of all precious loot
In licks of saxophone and flute
Thorough and painstaking....
3-13-18
For those whose devil is ones shepherd
Today I play it safe by pressing onward through the situation
O, redeemed through Him
We can worship together on Sunday
One place or the other
It's my call
Full of grace, mercy and truth
For His atonement in our lives
Love thrives
And the strong one survives
For stealth and secret passage for things stolen
Shaving cut swollen
Furtively we find it afresh
As to ask in ways sinuous wearing unusual vestures
Of raiment for the sheep of the good shepherd
Paperlate, I exclaim that I know of our surety
Easy now sit you down
I have not time to lose
Tonight eat well and put on the breastplate and shield
Bursting your belt
I can almost melt
Running a quick vacuum....
Deplorably
3-13-18
Doing my dirty work
To make her clean again
Washing the car I would never own
Not openly acknowledged as to slink sinuous
And do what is humanly impossible by the Spirit that dwell within me
Still as the filthy rags he did not throw away as the clay
It's okay sometimes to exist
Unexpectedly under the moonlit west skies
I tell no such lies suggesting bravery and wretch deplorably
Today is a yes go
God have me to be a blessing to everyone
Hoping that the dying is completed
I check on you and say to myself it's going to be a good day
Seeing it reflected not only in the presence of authors
But for my own well being and best interests....
She Cries Without
3-13-18
Drowning in a tunnel of His blood
No more to track in mud
On our search for happiness given under heaven
Whereby we are what we are
Under His divine direction as to deplore it as such is censured
Keeping us quiet taking no company with those that ambush
Base and despicable yet done in stealth
For ones spiritual health as to slink abject
Up on Solisbury hill I rock on to it and this evening do it
Shifty and furtive eagle flies at daybreak suggesting bravery
Some yet greedy of gain sitting on gold all for the reboot
Of all precious loot
In licks of saxophone and flute
Thorough and painstaking....
Lesh
Lesh On Bass
3-13-18
Playing Dark Star again as it is
Look to be in leaden sky
Man is due to error where he struggles to make it through the day
All for the patience of hope we have the answer
O, be not partial where Paul mentions Timothy
For my brain damage in what seems to be
And called out assembly is under attack
Yet apostolic Jesus has your back
In the church at Thessonolica
As to research jesting and truth to be wrestling
Where am I save right here
O, what do I do with the fear
I'll not fret under the wager
As we worry about stuff that never happens
In strategic cities we find it afresh
On the bass our hero, Lesh.....
Frowardness (No Longer)
3-13-18
Handiwork already finished
And naught aught diminished
Do as you will
I give you a free hand
Yet to desire fellowship wanting connection
As celebrating shaking those hands when I win
Please allow my triumph in needing guidance and direction
All for the thinkfulness of thankfulness
Because we have the answer
Be not partial
Love always labors
Lay your hands on me and give me the gift of priesthood
For the church under attack as persecuted by our zealous journey
And jealous attorney
Share that love and wisdom and inherit substance
You dry and I fold done proud
Finished bold
In oaks and plains by additional progress in explanation
Hold on!
No more stiffnecked to censure and reproach
Wisdom leads to good work
Keep it up!
Gainsay Again
3-13-18
As gambling with your soul
Sleep with bullets and get up and dig another hole
O, it is wonderful
Next time around keep the list simple
As to send it to you where Eleazar took over this priesthood
I started it and I inquire how do I finish?
To pray like Peter and preach like Paul
Babbling and prating but no more hating
Given plans for summer suntans
And realization on the porch after the cultivation
Of self and God in me
Step out!
As to magnify and praise
And love my God for the rest of my days
He named him Zacharias and his lisp was loosed
O, Theophilus give me some of your juice
For the apple of his eye and another cider festival
Praise God I have high hopes in You today
O, contradiction be as the question many straightened out
The exclamation point gainsaying still...
Lurking Still
3-13-18
Afflict it and knock it down
Contradict it and go back into town
To see wonders and no such thunders
Wonderful to me for wicked leaders to be judged
O, jasper and carbuncle
Dead and Garfunkel
Don't forget your cross necklace
And give Him a kiss today
In a one way world that is the work in believing on His name
A work to set my hands free
Our entrance is not in vain
And out exit sometimes is insane
Of guile insidious inconspicuous
Fear not the sword but rather take it up in thirsty lands
I did it again and I'm happy with Jesus
As to humble and afflict and no more contradict
As to slink and walk abject like a pink shadow
In exposure to the elements.....
3-13-18
Playing Dark Star again as it is
Look to be in leaden sky
Man is due to error where he struggles to make it through the day
All for the patience of hope we have the answer
O, be not partial where Paul mentions Timothy
For my brain damage in what seems to be
And called out assembly is under attack
Yet apostolic Jesus has your back
In the church at Thessonolica
As to research jesting and truth to be wrestling
Where am I save right here
O, what do I do with the fear
I'll not fret under the wager
As we worry about stuff that never happens
In strategic cities we find it afresh
On the bass our hero, Lesh.....
Frowardness (No Longer)
3-13-18
Handiwork already finished
And naught aught diminished
Do as you will
I give you a free hand
Yet to desire fellowship wanting connection
As celebrating shaking those hands when I win
Please allow my triumph in needing guidance and direction
All for the thinkfulness of thankfulness
Because we have the answer
Be not partial
Love always labors
Lay your hands on me and give me the gift of priesthood
For the church under attack as persecuted by our zealous journey
And jealous attorney
Share that love and wisdom and inherit substance
You dry and I fold done proud
Finished bold
In oaks and plains by additional progress in explanation
Hold on!
No more stiffnecked to censure and reproach
Wisdom leads to good work
Keep it up!
Gainsay Again
3-13-18
As gambling with your soul
Sleep with bullets and get up and dig another hole
O, it is wonderful
Next time around keep the list simple
As to send it to you where Eleazar took over this priesthood
I started it and I inquire how do I finish?
To pray like Peter and preach like Paul
Babbling and prating but no more hating
Given plans for summer suntans
And realization on the porch after the cultivation
Of self and God in me
Step out!
As to magnify and praise
And love my God for the rest of my days
He named him Zacharias and his lisp was loosed
O, Theophilus give me some of your juice
For the apple of his eye and another cider festival
Praise God I have high hopes in You today
O, contradiction be as the question many straightened out
The exclamation point gainsaying still...
Lurking Still
3-13-18
Afflict it and knock it down
Contradict it and go back into town
To see wonders and no such thunders
Wonderful to me for wicked leaders to be judged
O, jasper and carbuncle
Dead and Garfunkel
Don't forget your cross necklace
And give Him a kiss today
In a one way world that is the work in believing on His name
A work to set my hands free
Our entrance is not in vain
And out exit sometimes is insane
Of guile insidious inconspicuous
Fear not the sword but rather take it up in thirsty lands
I did it again and I'm happy with Jesus
As to humble and afflict and no more contradict
As to slink and walk abject like a pink shadow
In exposure to the elements.....
Wednesday, May 23, 2018
reboot
Rebooted
3-13-18
Brother Rush fills in
For a sermon of March of '04
Looking around to choose my own ground
Dash, cheetah, dash
Where all I have is lukewarm cash
In heaven we will all understand one another
Coming up for air our incentive of insecurity of the ego
By the grace of God we weather the storm
Faithful till the end
I should have a few good days of it
Taken as ascetic wisdom to the renunciation of sin
Can we in time lose or win
As still I harden my heart to their word of wisdom
Unwilling to quit my favorite things
Found only on the the side is the will to be clean
For themes rooted in us rebooted
To but prod us on....
Divine Love Of Beatrice
3-13-18
On divine love of Beatrice
Can we make it today
By purgatory in this lifetime
I can see it but I don't want to be it
As indespensible footnotes and deep sea fishing boats
And electoral votes as destruction dots
But await in soaring flight into paradise
Lost in space for that great gig in the heavens
In the dark woods of error and still our war on terror
Behold this is all true
In the me that is on you
Where money is always a problem
And problematic is our pocket
Bigger than our eye socket
Enough to pull one more rocket
Taking the other way and the long way round
Of redeeming love and search within and above....
As Love Labors
3-13-18
As due to sing the song of redeeming love
And never mind fitting the hand into the other glove
Food for the belly and belly for the food
For marmolade jelly
I get my toast into the mood
No surprises please risen beyond reason
Can you feel so now on all I'm just dreaming
Ye are stripped of all but pride in them and us
Don't miss the bus rooted in the me
Where the preacher was busy in me and in you
Do you even understand what you read?
Of Philip the surrendered
Who knows who is who
I am nothing on my own in ups and downs
And golden crowns to some extent of wrath
You decide and you establish the lawn joined house to house.....
3-13-18
Brother Rush fills in
For a sermon of March of '04
Looking around to choose my own ground
Dash, cheetah, dash
Where all I have is lukewarm cash
In heaven we will all understand one another
Coming up for air our incentive of insecurity of the ego
By the grace of God we weather the storm
Faithful till the end
I should have a few good days of it
Taken as ascetic wisdom to the renunciation of sin
Can we in time lose or win
As still I harden my heart to their word of wisdom
Unwilling to quit my favorite things
Found only on the the side is the will to be clean
For themes rooted in us rebooted
To but prod us on....
Divine Love Of Beatrice
3-13-18
On divine love of Beatrice
Can we make it today
By purgatory in this lifetime
I can see it but I don't want to be it
As indespensible footnotes and deep sea fishing boats
And electoral votes as destruction dots
But await in soaring flight into paradise
Lost in space for that great gig in the heavens
In the dark woods of error and still our war on terror
Behold this is all true
In the me that is on you
Where money is always a problem
And problematic is our pocket
Bigger than our eye socket
Enough to pull one more rocket
Taking the other way and the long way round
Of redeeming love and search within and above....
As Love Labors
3-13-18
As due to sing the song of redeeming love
And never mind fitting the hand into the other glove
Food for the belly and belly for the food
For marmolade jelly
I get my toast into the mood
No surprises please risen beyond reason
Can you feel so now on all I'm just dreaming
Ye are stripped of all but pride in them and us
Don't miss the bus rooted in the me
Where the preacher was busy in me and in you
Do you even understand what you read?
Of Philip the surrendered
Who knows who is who
I am nothing on my own in ups and downs
And golden crowns to some extent of wrath
You decide and you establish the lawn joined house to house.....
coppersmith
Coppersmith
3-12-18
See you in a little while
Glad to be travelling in style
As today I close my eyes to see
As the second act is still up in the air
And the third tries to touch its tool upon the surface of the earth
Given plenty of fruits and nuts
Just enough and sufficient ifs ands and buts
Keeping it in perspective as to break out of ruts
Cleansed I am thrice again
Jesus is the reason why I write these songs
Be fed, my friend to keep until the end
And then some more all in store
Finding out what it's for
To people of all ages
As music is thundering
And I'm still learning how to walk....
On Acts 8:26
3-12-18
Come fruition our final flurry
And a wintry mix
One more day of it
Stay with it
Sometimes weary in the waiting
For apples bought with my pay
Don't forget the sugar and the pretzels
Excuse me I must take it back up
In vice of virtue
O, where's the moon?
Each have four faces in crazy day visions
And a new level of consciousness
For static meet the mainsail
The waiting is the hardest part
And God knows I will survive
For the cause of the blind man
And a ghost wind calling us higher
Today God does save you
Led soon toward a cleaner view and Jesus too
Assisting eunuchs in a place we've never seen
And soon it will be green....
Another Cake Turned
3-12-18
Sometimes but ten minutes at a time
In times like these the G.P,S. tells us to get off the Interstate
At exit forty-one seemingly irrational
But to avoid a traffic jam
As published by scrivener for rain falling down in the valley of decision
Sometimes it's hard to choose the medicine
All along the way
Wanting this to be more than just a stepping stone
Soon to turn it over to the posts
Living by principle but not by circumstance
O, have you ever really surrendered?
I do today as I see fit....
3-12-18
See you in a little while
Glad to be travelling in style
As today I close my eyes to see
As the second act is still up in the air
And the third tries to touch its tool upon the surface of the earth
Given plenty of fruits and nuts
Just enough and sufficient ifs ands and buts
Keeping it in perspective as to break out of ruts
Cleansed I am thrice again
Jesus is the reason why I write these songs
Be fed, my friend to keep until the end
And then some more all in store
Finding out what it's for
To people of all ages
As music is thundering
And I'm still learning how to walk....
On Acts 8:26
3-12-18
Come fruition our final flurry
And a wintry mix
One more day of it
Stay with it
Sometimes weary in the waiting
For apples bought with my pay
Don't forget the sugar and the pretzels
Excuse me I must take it back up
In vice of virtue
O, where's the moon?
Each have four faces in crazy day visions
And a new level of consciousness
For static meet the mainsail
The waiting is the hardest part
And God knows I will survive
For the cause of the blind man
And a ghost wind calling us higher
Today God does save you
Led soon toward a cleaner view and Jesus too
Assisting eunuchs in a place we've never seen
And soon it will be green....
Another Cake Turned
3-12-18
Sometimes but ten minutes at a time
In times like these the G.P,S. tells us to get off the Interstate
At exit forty-one seemingly irrational
But to avoid a traffic jam
As published by scrivener for rain falling down in the valley of decision
Sometimes it's hard to choose the medicine
All along the way
Wanting this to be more than just a stepping stone
Soon to turn it over to the posts
Living by principle but not by circumstance
O, have you ever really surrendered?
I do today as I see fit....
Tuesday, May 22, 2018
articles
Articles
3-12-18
Thinking of the good I am
Instead of the flaws
Doing what I'm meant to do today
Praying that I'll be in the right place at the right time
For various pages written throughout the ages of my metamorphosis
Jesus will be with me and I will count it all joy to suffer in like manner
As every tree has her roots confused at the gaze he proffers
I thought I heard someone call my name out of suspicion in the distance
Our headlight wanting only to rest come quiet riot and heroes
And hopes to get my sleep tonight
Going out to get you not just another passing phase
And expectation as the latest craze
For necklaces made of gold
Turning in very early in hopes to feed myself to sleep....
Jaded Years Ago
3-12-18
Where the poison is the remedy only temporal
Looking for instant gratification for our missionary reference library
Where the wolf has slept today back in business for countless trees
In a forest of fruition born to me keeping hands clean
There is hope to blow the harp and clang those cymbals
They each went straight forward
It's nice to have her around for cookie crumbs on my love seat
Where John sits when he is invited
As the second act is performed
Don't mean my rabbit trails
But it's part of who I am
Sleepwalking to the refrigerator using every step
For a supplication on tiptoe
Jaded I said I was years ago...
3-12-18
Thinking of the good I am
Instead of the flaws
Doing what I'm meant to do today
Praying that I'll be in the right place at the right time
For various pages written throughout the ages of my metamorphosis
Jesus will be with me and I will count it all joy to suffer in like manner
As every tree has her roots confused at the gaze he proffers
I thought I heard someone call my name out of suspicion in the distance
Our headlight wanting only to rest come quiet riot and heroes
And hopes to get my sleep tonight
Going out to get you not just another passing phase
And expectation as the latest craze
For necklaces made of gold
Turning in very early in hopes to feed myself to sleep....
Jaded Years Ago
3-12-18
Where the poison is the remedy only temporal
Looking for instant gratification for our missionary reference library
Where the wolf has slept today back in business for countless trees
In a forest of fruition born to me keeping hands clean
There is hope to blow the harp and clang those cymbals
They each went straight forward
It's nice to have her around for cookie crumbs on my love seat
Where John sits when he is invited
As the second act is performed
Don't mean my rabbit trails
But it's part of who I am
Sleepwalking to the refrigerator using every step
For a supplication on tiptoe
Jaded I said I was years ago...
directions
Book Of New Directions
3-12-18
By imaginative forces riding on pale horses
Thoughts make it through
And today I choose the joy in spite of the circumstance
I'll not forbid my only attempt to make it work
All lost and dreaming judged according to our deeds as God sees
To all wants and needs upon the face of Mars
And a glimpse of the stars as tears climb back into my eye
And tomorrow morning I pass inspection
Trying just a little bit more for my own expectation
O, do you exercise faith in the rededication of He whom makes it possible
Please someone hand me a pen and I'll go to town
As to flit and fly and jump
And the day after tomorrow get over that hump
Lonesome unless I think of you....
Say No To Fear
3-12-18
Always cutting class
For Wawa coffee and pad and pen and headphones
If I did not teach I would not be here today in vainglory
As to tell my story of wandering on the edge of the city of brotherly love
Where escaping is a useless thing to desire
God see me through today
We don't overcome it in avoiding living on these memories
On boarding the train at East Starsburg
And belief that I will come through
In fields of wheat
Don't forget the crackers
As for our appearance there is little concern
When I cannot deny it
Bag packed for two days of this week
God and weather permitting
I hold my hopes on high
For the blind man in me
If I'm known I shall be real
Needless to say
For flattering tears
And saying no today to fears.....
Given The Priesthood (Next Time Around)
3-12-18
O, glorious new moon
I cannot see you
And don't want to be you
Trying to understand
Lean not unto such
Where someone will break my heart someday
Like a cafeteria tray only half served
To make sure it's clean
I have a lot to remember
It might take me a little bit longer today
Thank you for your support as seen by the grown
And not to get too proud as to discuss such matters of the studio version
Of this protracted jam to trust in reason
For the sinful that will be willful
Standing on my tower
Worst case scenerio take some of the items out
Sometimes it is a big deal in the making
O, heart breaking try not to think too hard
Still putting it on
Yea, the whole armor of God....
3-12-18
By imaginative forces riding on pale horses
Thoughts make it through
And today I choose the joy in spite of the circumstance
I'll not forbid my only attempt to make it work
All lost and dreaming judged according to our deeds as God sees
To all wants and needs upon the face of Mars
And a glimpse of the stars as tears climb back into my eye
And tomorrow morning I pass inspection
Trying just a little bit more for my own expectation
O, do you exercise faith in the rededication of He whom makes it possible
Please someone hand me a pen and I'll go to town
As to flit and fly and jump
And the day after tomorrow get over that hump
Lonesome unless I think of you....
Say No To Fear
3-12-18
Always cutting class
For Wawa coffee and pad and pen and headphones
If I did not teach I would not be here today in vainglory
As to tell my story of wandering on the edge of the city of brotherly love
Where escaping is a useless thing to desire
God see me through today
We don't overcome it in avoiding living on these memories
On boarding the train at East Starsburg
And belief that I will come through
In fields of wheat
Don't forget the crackers
As for our appearance there is little concern
When I cannot deny it
Bag packed for two days of this week
God and weather permitting
I hold my hopes on high
For the blind man in me
If I'm known I shall be real
Needless to say
For flattering tears
And saying no today to fears.....
Given The Priesthood (Next Time Around)
3-12-18
O, glorious new moon
I cannot see you
And don't want to be you
Trying to understand
Lean not unto such
Where someone will break my heart someday
Like a cafeteria tray only half served
To make sure it's clean
I have a lot to remember
It might take me a little bit longer today
Thank you for your support as seen by the grown
And not to get too proud as to discuss such matters of the studio version
Of this protracted jam to trust in reason
For the sinful that will be willful
Standing on my tower
Worst case scenerio take some of the items out
Sometimes it is a big deal in the making
O, heart breaking try not to think too hard
Still putting it on
Yea, the whole armor of God....
interest
Interest (Take Five)
3-12-18
Too many dog ears unintentional from wear and tear
Of a book well outread
Was it something I said
For our first and final dream doorway
In a moment of perception and another album
Dedicated to Jerry
I don't need all of such deception in conversation bright and meaningful
As to bring forth interest
It's more than just another day
I know I will make it through
In that I have hundreds of times before
A better day for respecting the forces of Mother Earth
Along the insecurities
I remember to bring forth the sweets on this dark day
Our spark as to find a way
No such shark at gulf nor bay
As moving smooth
Only to respect today the elements
Adventurous gambling today with my food stamps
Three worlds deep....
Better De Javu Revisited
3-12-18
Three worlds wide
Here I can catch a prize tonight
Good sleep up again hours before the sunrise
To do laundry Lord willing
On settled incarnations as featured on Lifetime Broadcasting
On an album where almost every song is a hit
By our controlled romanticism and better dejavu
Share it free as enrolled without the teeth coffee stained
And ankle not sprained
Seeing the dissatisfied as ones equal
O, compeer my hedge protective from rural America
And our cities freed in an open mind state of awareness
For the jubilee tomorrow Lord willing
As to envy myself from '93
Come and see and soon get yourself free...
Smoking Corn Husks (O, Shucks)
3-12-18
Stay with it and keep on
Born in New York City
My twin somewhere out there
Not just to make it pretty
Not just to check off a block
As to avoid the scare
O, what has become of my colleagues
In tears that follow buffing slabs of metal in pewter class
At my vocational rehabilitation program
As to sneeze because of it stuck in that bittersweet jam
As for the exam I cram
Reach out and grab the air
As Spirit lifts me up
To bring me to the east gate
I love this place
As stars sparkle in Faust's fragile fragrance serving us strangely
Have as many breaks as you see fit
And breaks from brakes as well
Do what you need to do
Just to make it through
How can glass be dead as dead is one is alive....
3-12-18
Too many dog ears unintentional from wear and tear
Of a book well outread
Was it something I said
For our first and final dream doorway
In a moment of perception and another album
Dedicated to Jerry
I don't need all of such deception in conversation bright and meaningful
As to bring forth interest
It's more than just another day
I know I will make it through
In that I have hundreds of times before
A better day for respecting the forces of Mother Earth
Along the insecurities
I remember to bring forth the sweets on this dark day
Our spark as to find a way
No such shark at gulf nor bay
As moving smooth
Only to respect today the elements
Adventurous gambling today with my food stamps
Three worlds deep....
Better De Javu Revisited
3-12-18
Three worlds wide
Here I can catch a prize tonight
Good sleep up again hours before the sunrise
To do laundry Lord willing
On settled incarnations as featured on Lifetime Broadcasting
On an album where almost every song is a hit
By our controlled romanticism and better dejavu
Share it free as enrolled without the teeth coffee stained
And ankle not sprained
Seeing the dissatisfied as ones equal
O, compeer my hedge protective from rural America
And our cities freed in an open mind state of awareness
For the jubilee tomorrow Lord willing
As to envy myself from '93
Come and see and soon get yourself free...
Smoking Corn Husks (O, Shucks)
3-12-18
Stay with it and keep on
Born in New York City
My twin somewhere out there
Not just to make it pretty
Not just to check off a block
As to avoid the scare
O, what has become of my colleagues
In tears that follow buffing slabs of metal in pewter class
At my vocational rehabilitation program
As to sneeze because of it stuck in that bittersweet jam
As for the exam I cram
Reach out and grab the air
As Spirit lifts me up
To bring me to the east gate
I love this place
As stars sparkle in Faust's fragile fragrance serving us strangely
Have as many breaks as you see fit
And breaks from brakes as well
Do what you need to do
Just to make it through
How can glass be dead as dead is one is alive....
Sunday, May 20, 2018
yearn
My Yeasty Yearning
3-12-18
Of yeasty yearning
It looks like today is a yes go
Sailing along the river Chebar
Catching a glimpse of our second magnitude star
O, subordinate do your thing in me
All through the day I just hang in there
As such a love one cannot outdo
And I'm a free man when it comes to strings attached
For progressive movements and cultural unrest
Sailing along the river Euphrates
In the continuum of tomorrow
What will you gamble
Running at the edge of the water
O, keep on shining
Back in Massechusetts
Travels with my cats in dreams of the otherworld
God have me to get out and get what I need and want
Profiteering corporate monopolies
We are sometimes what we do about it......
Prayers Upon Pates
3-12-18
Placing prayers upon my pate
As faded is the crimson of His robe
Still crystal clear of the steps today you apply
Business as usual and mixed divisions
As to lose ground
Stay with it my friend
And soon after face what you deny
Caring not of being the outcast nor seeing just who I will outlast
Come nigh to the river Tigris
Come near and shoot the curl on your Pacific
In the steps you apply and take no extra thought into consideration
It's actually a better day seeing it between the dark and light
In what I see in the moment bringing pleasure
There comes a time when the blind takes your hand
And says, "Don't you see?"
3-12-18
Of yeasty yearning
It looks like today is a yes go
Sailing along the river Chebar
Catching a glimpse of our second magnitude star
O, subordinate do your thing in me
All through the day I just hang in there
As such a love one cannot outdo
And I'm a free man when it comes to strings attached
For progressive movements and cultural unrest
Sailing along the river Euphrates
In the continuum of tomorrow
What will you gamble
Running at the edge of the water
O, keep on shining
Back in Massechusetts
Travels with my cats in dreams of the otherworld
God have me to get out and get what I need and want
Profiteering corporate monopolies
We are sometimes what we do about it......
Prayers Upon Pates
3-12-18
Placing prayers upon my pate
As faded is the crimson of His robe
Still crystal clear of the steps today you apply
Business as usual and mixed divisions
As to lose ground
Stay with it my friend
And soon after face what you deny
Caring not of being the outcast nor seeing just who I will outlast
Come nigh to the river Tigris
Come near and shoot the curl on your Pacific
In the steps you apply and take no extra thought into consideration
It's actually a better day seeing it between the dark and light
In what I see in the moment bringing pleasure
There comes a time when the blind takes your hand
And says, "Don't you see?"
Pink
Out Of Pink (Loose Security)
3-12-18
Out of Pink, loose security
Faust makes me think
Beyond perfection
Seen as maturity
It's all up in the air
For power in purity
Leaving a track of the scents of love
Living in a world of my own
Forcing an enclosing
She's got what it takes
To make ones own rainy days
And I wait for my legal drugs
Not dealt of thugs
Where freedom has nothing to do with safety
Keeping it tight we know not when to stop
In God's recesses love for us
And the cash crop as creating the torrent
Driving over the land
Tell me true
Is it just you
Little is there on bones and heart
And a false start
From sea to land God's own art
What have I done?
Detour Revisited
3-12-18
Doomed to err as long as one is striving
In a life where day begins with night right as well
Accept it calling reason soon
Time for medicine
Got to get on with it
Thinking only for me
Smoke break, my bad
The best I ever had
Caring for the expanse of the exterior
Walking alone on another mission of its crusade and conquest
Back to the blackboard to erase yesterday's equation
O, what have I done
Do I come here only to lodge complaints
For spindly-legged creatures manifested
And excuses as parts of the truth
Going on another detour, our retail of youth
Cheating off of myself from '92
I would just as well as I were you in praying
That these words are true
As to bend the impulse.....
3-12-18
Out of Pink, loose security
Faust makes me think
Beyond perfection
Seen as maturity
It's all up in the air
For power in purity
Leaving a track of the scents of love
Living in a world of my own
Forcing an enclosing
She's got what it takes
To make ones own rainy days
And I wait for my legal drugs
Not dealt of thugs
Where freedom has nothing to do with safety
Keeping it tight we know not when to stop
In God's recesses love for us
And the cash crop as creating the torrent
Driving over the land
Tell me true
Is it just you
Little is there on bones and heart
And a false start
From sea to land God's own art
What have I done?
Detour Revisited
3-12-18
Doomed to err as long as one is striving
In a life where day begins with night right as well
Accept it calling reason soon
Time for medicine
Got to get on with it
Thinking only for me
Smoke break, my bad
The best I ever had
Caring for the expanse of the exterior
Walking alone on another mission of its crusade and conquest
Back to the blackboard to erase yesterday's equation
O, what have I done
Do I come here only to lodge complaints
For spindly-legged creatures manifested
And excuses as parts of the truth
Going on another detour, our retail of youth
Cheating off of myself from '92
I would just as well as I were you in praying
That these words are true
As to bend the impulse.....
Saturday, May 19, 2018
infidelity
Infidelity
3-12-18
In all our infidelities helping me get some
No longer dumb for tha breadcrumb
Where Virgil cannot guide
according to boasting and its pride
Alma believe in us
Soon time for some more Jerry and Phil
And sunup of no such spill
Behold we preach the Word unto our sons
In a world where the pleasure is the courage
In its best development
By the image of your countenances
As to set my clock one day ahead
Of time for faith in this redemption
And in my mouth no guile
Going south like it's going out of style
O, heavenly host see me through that day's mile
For a mighty change wrought
Shall we be dancing down under amazing Grace
You still leap and tonight I get my sleep....
Green Dime
3-12-18
As dreams turn to ashes
We are girded with sashes
All my money spent again on Mephistopheles
Not squandered as to be blind for a drawn curtain
In that nothing is for certain
Soon sunup with our brother-spheres without love
I had nothing at all caring not
A green dime jangling with more perfect change in pockets of piety
Given today my substances in Frome of Wharton
Where the sun sings in pristine minor loving today my clocks
In soil full of roots and rocks where water hurtles outward
Feeling like conveying for scales outweighing
Now that I'm up I fill again the cup
As to investigate emancipation where you wait for me
Where tempests bluster for glimpses of the moon...
3-12-18
In all our infidelities helping me get some
No longer dumb for tha breadcrumb
Where Virgil cannot guide
according to boasting and its pride
Alma believe in us
Soon time for some more Jerry and Phil
And sunup of no such spill
Behold we preach the Word unto our sons
In a world where the pleasure is the courage
In its best development
By the image of your countenances
As to set my clock one day ahead
Of time for faith in this redemption
And in my mouth no guile
Going south like it's going out of style
O, heavenly host see me through that day's mile
For a mighty change wrought
Shall we be dancing down under amazing Grace
You still leap and tonight I get my sleep....
Green Dime
3-12-18
As dreams turn to ashes
We are girded with sashes
All my money spent again on Mephistopheles
Not squandered as to be blind for a drawn curtain
In that nothing is for certain
Soon sunup with our brother-spheres without love
I had nothing at all caring not
A green dime jangling with more perfect change in pockets of piety
Given today my substances in Frome of Wharton
Where the sun sings in pristine minor loving today my clocks
In soil full of roots and rocks where water hurtles outward
Feeling like conveying for scales outweighing
Now that I'm up I fill again the cup
As to investigate emancipation where you wait for me
Where tempests bluster for glimpses of the moon...
punctuate
Punctuate
3-12-18
Living within the vision and the power
The man of the hour
Watering his Zen flower
Not just to please them
By sugar and fine flour midway
Therefore it's what keeps us alive in Alighieri
Saluting Cifelli for synechdoche
Our figure of speech
To focus on the main detail
Today there is no hurry
Where one insists on folly
Where prosody can be rough
When it's never enough
To ardently desire salvation
As the first step of stepping into the light
Whereby hyperbole stands
Giving the coffee another chance
New to me and easily pure to resolve
In our own life's drama
For semicolon and comma.....
Fruitious
3-12-18
O, Frome of Wharton making me believe in you
For the higher hint of intellect
We realize that we need walk the track as well
Behold we preach the Word unto your fathers
As to make our own heaven
Clear through the firmament
By the numbered bands of new life stretched and swaddled
To have rather not remain up at an hour insane for the season
Making us feel it into our center ascending into our expanse
Where self is not known as is our God switching gears, speeds and moods
Making me see come tomorrow our destiny at the chime of five
I'm looking alive
The stars are in my heart
Waking to the power
Falling into this feeling of being fond of feasting fruitious
Muddling through....
The Long Way Round
3-12-18
Up and moving to my prog
A grooving fastening our seat belts
Making it to go in spite of what could be
Appearing to us the figure of Virgil face to face
Take me through their thunder and don't follow me
The closest I can get to real for spoil and plunder
Still quite platitude in the attitude of gratitude
For fame-like expressions and renunciation of all evil
Big shoes to fill covering ground
Written in light speed
Your're going to and we will be the flickering light
As I inquire O, am I the real deal
In all there is to feel
For manna as my next meal
And mammon all too real
Time to get on with it!
3-12-18
Living within the vision and the power
The man of the hour
Watering his Zen flower
Not just to please them
By sugar and fine flour midway
Therefore it's what keeps us alive in Alighieri
Saluting Cifelli for synechdoche
Our figure of speech
To focus on the main detail
Today there is no hurry
Where one insists on folly
Where prosody can be rough
When it's never enough
To ardently desire salvation
As the first step of stepping into the light
Whereby hyperbole stands
Giving the coffee another chance
New to me and easily pure to resolve
In our own life's drama
For semicolon and comma.....
Fruitious
3-12-18
O, Frome of Wharton making me believe in you
For the higher hint of intellect
We realize that we need walk the track as well
Behold we preach the Word unto your fathers
As to make our own heaven
Clear through the firmament
By the numbered bands of new life stretched and swaddled
To have rather not remain up at an hour insane for the season
Making us feel it into our center ascending into our expanse
Where self is not known as is our God switching gears, speeds and moods
Making me see come tomorrow our destiny at the chime of five
I'm looking alive
The stars are in my heart
Waking to the power
Falling into this feeling of being fond of feasting fruitious
Muddling through....
The Long Way Round
3-12-18
Up and moving to my prog
A grooving fastening our seat belts
Making it to go in spite of what could be
Appearing to us the figure of Virgil face to face
Take me through their thunder and don't follow me
The closest I can get to real for spoil and plunder
Still quite platitude in the attitude of gratitude
For fame-like expressions and renunciation of all evil
Big shoes to fill covering ground
Written in light speed
Your're going to and we will be the flickering light
As I inquire O, am I the real deal
In all there is to feel
For manna as my next meal
And mammon all too real
Time to get on with it!
Friday, May 18, 2018
Wharton
Back To Work, Joe and Wharton
3-11-18
Soon off to worship and turn back pages of truth crystal clear
To quell the fear to God today my tongue and speaking words of encouragement
By film contrasts of '27 we wonder will there be another sequel
Taking up Wharton soon off to worship and sing my heart out
In that first step God has given me on this journey for spiritual growth
And it's back to work O, brother Joe pun intended
In Wharton we are warranted ways of weal and wisdom
Ask not how old are you
We've got to tell them about it
Back to work, Joe....
Rue De Verenne
3-12-18
Awaiting World War One
We had some fun in having power and authority
In a song of mine as favor changes
Turning it over
I'm Jewish today
hoping that it's a yes go
As shrewish and at bay
Hoping for God to bless the yea and nay
Where our body is the only contact with planet earth
As our soul is such a getting in touch with this rebirth
O, do you understand what you read at fifty-three Rue De Verenne
For now and then our body as a living sacrifice
Behold I can tell you
God have me to get out and get what I want and need
Taking up Wharton and Lawrence
And as well Tolkien and Dante
Behold I say unto thee nay
They were not destroyed
In the all-blazing presence of the Lord....
On Alma 5:6
3-12-18
As the cherubim stood still
The medicine and poison is served
Taking some of the fire out of the badgers and dogs
Glory choosing acceptance to her breakfast mess
As to bless and to caress
Behold the Word is preached unto our fathers
Bright enough to let us in as well as to begin sufficiently
Retaining in remembrance of all longsuffering
As to both lose and win
Moreover have you sufficiently retained it
In remembrance of the question of origin
By the light of the everlasting Word
As to deliver our souls as music mouthful from light to light
While it is still night
We don't need to fight
Receiving the light in your countenance
Our hope is our world, our life.....
3-11-18
Soon off to worship and turn back pages of truth crystal clear
To quell the fear to God today my tongue and speaking words of encouragement
By film contrasts of '27 we wonder will there be another sequel
Taking up Wharton soon off to worship and sing my heart out
In that first step God has given me on this journey for spiritual growth
And it's back to work O, brother Joe pun intended
In Wharton we are warranted ways of weal and wisdom
Ask not how old are you
We've got to tell them about it
Back to work, Joe....
Rue De Verenne
3-12-18
Awaiting World War One
We had some fun in having power and authority
In a song of mine as favor changes
Turning it over
I'm Jewish today
hoping that it's a yes go
As shrewish and at bay
Hoping for God to bless the yea and nay
Where our body is the only contact with planet earth
As our soul is such a getting in touch with this rebirth
O, do you understand what you read at fifty-three Rue De Verenne
For now and then our body as a living sacrifice
Behold I can tell you
God have me to get out and get what I want and need
Taking up Wharton and Lawrence
And as well Tolkien and Dante
Behold I say unto thee nay
They were not destroyed
In the all-blazing presence of the Lord....
On Alma 5:6
3-12-18
As the cherubim stood still
The medicine and poison is served
Taking some of the fire out of the badgers and dogs
Glory choosing acceptance to her breakfast mess
As to bless and to caress
Behold the Word is preached unto our fathers
Bright enough to let us in as well as to begin sufficiently
Retaining in remembrance of all longsuffering
As to both lose and win
Moreover have you sufficiently retained it
In remembrance of the question of origin
By the light of the everlasting Word
As to deliver our souls as music mouthful from light to light
While it is still night
We don't need to fight
Receiving the light in your countenance
Our hope is our world, our life.....
traditional
Going Traditional
3-11-18
Still didn't get to the good stuff
Still haven't had enough
For settled incarnations and playing games with opposites
Where it's killing me and you and it's nothing new
Oddly unnerved and this morning sluggish for the agenda
Not to critique but to seek
Where our bucket has its leak for our Whitsunday and Pentecost
Seeking our sheep lost in veneration
O, charismatic will you go traditional
Turning off the machine as soon we knew a fresh verdure of green
This isn't bad after all O, remember yesterday
And reevaluate the week behind you
Still buying books speaking in different tongues
There's something you ought to know about me
And it's time to ask for divine assistance
Getting lost in between now and then......
Fifty Cups
3-11-18
For fifty cups and fife on fire inside the equilateral octagon
Without foolish iniquity in the way I begin again by the day's first light
I will come through and put some of you into my own pail
O, how we want it
Keep her around in things lost and found
Covering common ground
Cocking shut eyes
I'd rather remain as I am
As to ascend into fruitious forever fate and fortune favored in folly
Seeing its regular figures in parallelograms of passion
Looking for purity pondering playlists
Such is as sorrow and joy commingled as distraught
Wandering aimlessly back down to the destination
Free to love finding a center in me so far away
You're the first to make me believe in something...
Yet Callow
3-11-18
True to the faith in mine own eyes
Up and ready for church as to immerse in the moment
And step out to meet new friends like expression
Shall it fall?
For the flickering of a star
Circling in this age of acceptance
Written at light speed
As to see to the need and toss aside avarice and greed
All for the vanguard of our precipice
Isn't it about time we learn alone in a dark wood
Right next to our Savior the knowledge to gain here is infinite
Thank you Eve for picking of the fruit
As to enjoin and confirm and wait patiently to get up and go
In all prominence as to see it for yourself
Following the vein like a pin cushion
Of doctrine and axiom....
Squab
3-11-18
Deeper into the lore of things
There it is all for pasta
And coming back as Rasta
Callow and featherless our squab
Falling on us all as nestling
Hiding behind brick walls
Praying for those that serve in the lifter of our head
Who will teach us but the Spirit expressly living by principle
And not by circumstance all for conciliation
Why not me?
In Zacchaeus climbing his tree
Biblically threescore and ten years to but lose its effectiveness
In culling certain statements
Still I wait for buttonwood and sycamore
In songs she pleaded thinking of the good
And not just the flaws of pelican slang and swan spoteneity
As you walk your back is straightened
Deeper into the core.....
3-11-18
Still didn't get to the good stuff
Still haven't had enough
For settled incarnations and playing games with opposites
Where it's killing me and you and it's nothing new
Oddly unnerved and this morning sluggish for the agenda
Not to critique but to seek
Where our bucket has its leak for our Whitsunday and Pentecost
Seeking our sheep lost in veneration
O, charismatic will you go traditional
Turning off the machine as soon we knew a fresh verdure of green
This isn't bad after all O, remember yesterday
And reevaluate the week behind you
Still buying books speaking in different tongues
There's something you ought to know about me
And it's time to ask for divine assistance
Getting lost in between now and then......
Fifty Cups
3-11-18
For fifty cups and fife on fire inside the equilateral octagon
Without foolish iniquity in the way I begin again by the day's first light
I will come through and put some of you into my own pail
O, how we want it
Keep her around in things lost and found
Covering common ground
Cocking shut eyes
I'd rather remain as I am
As to ascend into fruitious forever fate and fortune favored in folly
Seeing its regular figures in parallelograms of passion
Looking for purity pondering playlists
Such is as sorrow and joy commingled as distraught
Wandering aimlessly back down to the destination
Free to love finding a center in me so far away
You're the first to make me believe in something...
Yet Callow
3-11-18
True to the faith in mine own eyes
Up and ready for church as to immerse in the moment
And step out to meet new friends like expression
Shall it fall?
For the flickering of a star
Circling in this age of acceptance
Written at light speed
As to see to the need and toss aside avarice and greed
All for the vanguard of our precipice
Isn't it about time we learn alone in a dark wood
Right next to our Savior the knowledge to gain here is infinite
Thank you Eve for picking of the fruit
As to enjoin and confirm and wait patiently to get up and go
In all prominence as to see it for yourself
Following the vein like a pin cushion
Of doctrine and axiom....
Squab
3-11-18
Deeper into the lore of things
There it is all for pasta
And coming back as Rasta
Callow and featherless our squab
Falling on us all as nestling
Hiding behind brick walls
Praying for those that serve in the lifter of our head
Who will teach us but the Spirit expressly living by principle
And not by circumstance all for conciliation
Why not me?
In Zacchaeus climbing his tree
Biblically threescore and ten years to but lose its effectiveness
In culling certain statements
Still I wait for buttonwood and sycamore
In songs she pleaded thinking of the good
And not just the flaws of pelican slang and swan spoteneity
As you walk your back is straightened
Deeper into the core.....
shoes
Big Shoes To Fill
3-10-18
Through it all
O, ebb and flow we stand tall
Even when only small stature
We can know I can almost see You everywhere around
Turned on to more good sound
Warm sliding sun and wind washing fields that reclaimed
Might be these that find it
All I ask for is peace of mind
But don't you want to know the joy
Yet to follow a pill hard to swallow
Yea, we see great inequality in the need of their succor
For signs in the street and soon something to eat
Get it while it's fresh
God wants us to live life more abundantly
Back in Zarahelma the place of my dwelling
And another misnomer and misspelling
Our black Limozines
Having been consecrated
Go and sin no more
Big shoes to fill....
I Ask Of You Composure
3-11-18
As the light shines bright enough to let us in
I am not ashamed of the minister of the Latter-Day Saints
Even when my soul faints where I break out pens and paints
Particularly unscathed our idol subordinate
Where nothing can bridge our souls' devotion
As the Power proves you right
I cheat off of my favorite artists and authors
Behold He changes my heart
But not enough to but abstrain
Returning to our remembrance displayed among the future
Where we shine like beacons
Trapped behind a wall of flame in a figurative sense
Speaking to you eastward light looking for our arc of peace
And oars of joy for our red Ford
Three driveways down as the history of the vigil
Is put behind me....
Ascend To Now
3-11-18
Of mistaken perception
I always loved those distortions
Of Deadhead delight defied
Claiming my rhyme as to carry on wishes to guide us through
Organizing in extra added beliefs
Living within the vision
On our way back home
Where money earned is money saved
In purchasing the generic
Taking our right to know the weather
For the net that works for You
Our hope is our universe in this life
In the need of a new pair of shoes
O, what's the news
Ascending to the secret
All is pure and fit to resolve
Ascending to the new me
Follow the Son of God
Soon to take the time for truth
As a simple plane quite parallel
To where we tarry
I look and let it sink in
Espoused.....
On Luke 3:13-22
3-11-18
Bringing two pigeons and turtledoves
A place to begin as we made our love's beginning is one place
I will be again and again by a firefighter's audacity
Requiring vicarious sacrifice
Trying to make the morning last
By this agenda to help those that hurt
And not to critique her strange shirt
As to exact and collect and randomly select
Those elect in expectation and its suspense
And no such defense of golden hills
Where it makes perfect sense for the balancing act of will
And it's time to come clean again
A process repetitive making me believe again
So I can take up tablet and pen
Much loved as to exalt and collect.....
3-10-18
Through it all
O, ebb and flow we stand tall
Even when only small stature
We can know I can almost see You everywhere around
Turned on to more good sound
Warm sliding sun and wind washing fields that reclaimed
Might be these that find it
All I ask for is peace of mind
But don't you want to know the joy
Yet to follow a pill hard to swallow
Yea, we see great inequality in the need of their succor
For signs in the street and soon something to eat
Get it while it's fresh
God wants us to live life more abundantly
Back in Zarahelma the place of my dwelling
And another misnomer and misspelling
Our black Limozines
Having been consecrated
Go and sin no more
Big shoes to fill....
I Ask Of You Composure
3-11-18
As the light shines bright enough to let us in
I am not ashamed of the minister of the Latter-Day Saints
Even when my soul faints where I break out pens and paints
Particularly unscathed our idol subordinate
Where nothing can bridge our souls' devotion
As the Power proves you right
I cheat off of my favorite artists and authors
Behold He changes my heart
But not enough to but abstrain
Returning to our remembrance displayed among the future
Where we shine like beacons
Trapped behind a wall of flame in a figurative sense
Speaking to you eastward light looking for our arc of peace
And oars of joy for our red Ford
Three driveways down as the history of the vigil
Is put behind me....
Ascend To Now
3-11-18
Of mistaken perception
I always loved those distortions
Of Deadhead delight defied
Claiming my rhyme as to carry on wishes to guide us through
Organizing in extra added beliefs
Living within the vision
On our way back home
Where money earned is money saved
In purchasing the generic
Taking our right to know the weather
For the net that works for You
Our hope is our universe in this life
In the need of a new pair of shoes
O, what's the news
Ascending to the secret
All is pure and fit to resolve
Ascending to the new me
Follow the Son of God
Soon to take the time for truth
As a simple plane quite parallel
To where we tarry
I look and let it sink in
Espoused.....
On Luke 3:13-22
3-11-18
Bringing two pigeons and turtledoves
A place to begin as we made our love's beginning is one place
I will be again and again by a firefighter's audacity
Requiring vicarious sacrifice
Trying to make the morning last
By this agenda to help those that hurt
And not to critique her strange shirt
As to exact and collect and randomly select
Those elect in expectation and its suspense
And no such defense of golden hills
Where it makes perfect sense for the balancing act of will
And it's time to come clean again
A process repetitive making me believe again
So I can take up tablet and pen
Much loved as to exalt and collect.....
hanging
Hanging (In And Out)
3-10-18
For our missionary reference library
Peaches are still ripe
Along with avacadoes that are my type
Milady on my life's journey God permitting
For work contacts of self cultivation
Ah, Lord God I am yet carnal
Calling for my mistress
Her name is Music and the other our Literature
For this monstrous entity in that I believe in miracles
Now that the snowstorm missed us last week
Through, about and around it
Loving just the books' textures
Hola, Amigo
No necceito cervesa
As I hunger and thirst for more and more
Such is what they have to offer, O friend of fashion
And now I realize that we never said goodbye
Yet do I thirst for this passion given the power to lead
Knowing we must first follow
Hanging inward and hanging out....
I Die Daily (Take Five)
3-10-18
It pays to die daily
As you run back home with me
And cities do us no harm strange but good
Obscure but meaningful these scribblings
Visiting the Motherhouse in dreams of going there again
Good for us in such awareness
It kills to see you way down there
Give me oil as to but anoint
In another game of suntan this season
As by broad daylight I am free to warble
Now that I'm almost numb by no means lukewarm
It's sunny and I've got to love it
Now to push and shove it all for the ways
We will get there
Given the satisfaction
In just these letters to myself
According to the new man of Spirit
Whom wrestles with the old man of flesh
For fields to cultivate and thresh....
Fine-Twined Linen
3-10-18
Feeding the cat as she leaps up upon my kitchen counter
As such a Green is soon to come to be
Manifested in more senses than five
O, fiddler you riddled
Engrossed to Spirit
Remain as you are says Paul
Greeting Anna by the way in age ripe old
Given the blessing of being in from the cold
For our tetrarchs in some other hamlet
We sojourn in consolation for Lysanias under Phillip
By the authority of Hepod so is our God
Blessing Simeon betrothed to words alone
And two turtledoves where the world shall be taxed
But not by high priests of which we are yet to become
Next time I will receive this gift
So I can lead red horses to water......
On The Day I Awaken
3-10-18
Looking forward to that day of waking up
To see all loved ones and artists and figures of history
If so be the Word is true
I ask of God, O is it?
Even when I don't know why or how
Finding it all as surrounding opening my heart to God today
Knowing He is loving beyond all laws of nature and science
O, High Priest according to position
I will be as the cleanse all vestures of raiment
In his blood like water in vials of promise
Lord don't leave me here forsaken
Yet in my fleshly mind
I am in need of longsuffering for wild mountain thyme
Wholly to the priesthood I will but be and not just see
Still keen to be out of control like the rest of us
Sinners
All God has to work with....
3-10-18
For our missionary reference library
Peaches are still ripe
Along with avacadoes that are my type
Milady on my life's journey God permitting
For work contacts of self cultivation
Ah, Lord God I am yet carnal
Calling for my mistress
Her name is Music and the other our Literature
For this monstrous entity in that I believe in miracles
Now that the snowstorm missed us last week
Through, about and around it
Loving just the books' textures
Hola, Amigo
No necceito cervesa
As I hunger and thirst for more and more
Such is what they have to offer, O friend of fashion
And now I realize that we never said goodbye
Yet do I thirst for this passion given the power to lead
Knowing we must first follow
Hanging inward and hanging out....
I Die Daily (Take Five)
3-10-18
It pays to die daily
As you run back home with me
And cities do us no harm strange but good
Obscure but meaningful these scribblings
Visiting the Motherhouse in dreams of going there again
Good for us in such awareness
It kills to see you way down there
Give me oil as to but anoint
In another game of suntan this season
As by broad daylight I am free to warble
Now that I'm almost numb by no means lukewarm
It's sunny and I've got to love it
Now to push and shove it all for the ways
We will get there
Given the satisfaction
In just these letters to myself
According to the new man of Spirit
Whom wrestles with the old man of flesh
For fields to cultivate and thresh....
Fine-Twined Linen
3-10-18
Feeding the cat as she leaps up upon my kitchen counter
As such a Green is soon to come to be
Manifested in more senses than five
O, fiddler you riddled
Engrossed to Spirit
Remain as you are says Paul
Greeting Anna by the way in age ripe old
Given the blessing of being in from the cold
For our tetrarchs in some other hamlet
We sojourn in consolation for Lysanias under Phillip
By the authority of Hepod so is our God
Blessing Simeon betrothed to words alone
And two turtledoves where the world shall be taxed
But not by high priests of which we are yet to become
Next time I will receive this gift
So I can lead red horses to water......
On The Day I Awaken
3-10-18
Looking forward to that day of waking up
To see all loved ones and artists and figures of history
If so be the Word is true
I ask of God, O is it?
Even when I don't know why or how
Finding it all as surrounding opening my heart to God today
Knowing He is loving beyond all laws of nature and science
O, High Priest according to position
I will be as the cleanse all vestures of raiment
In his blood like water in vials of promise
Lord don't leave me here forsaken
Yet in my fleshly mind
I am in need of longsuffering for wild mountain thyme
Wholly to the priesthood I will but be and not just see
Still keen to be out of control like the rest of us
Sinners
All God has to work with....
jigsaw
Jigsaw (Hankenic)
3-10-18
My error, the second pot
My evil self indulgence
My bad
Another smoke break
Worry not and take no thought
For God knows what you have need of
As to hanker around and take up space
Where your treasure is there will be your heart
For small Styctucs formality
And another thing made clean for footprints
You say it interests you
Fret not it is what we are taught
Tomorrow make the show and cast in your last dollar
On a bridge across a pure river
In next of kin thoughts scattered
For that psychedelic country spaceman sound
For the dream where in school I didn't understand one thing
Supplying a number of footnotes
After we stand up and sing
As to attribute and ascribe
Only doing what I do
Fire arson induced and juiced....
Putting It On
3-10-18
Investments for the cause
And in the box a towel for comfort
For her paws she climbs in willingly
Thinking of the good me as to be
In loving one another
By the forehead of a distant figure
As the Byrds go and part ways in seventy-one
Saying a few extra prayers
Catching it from the corner of my eye without concern
Of my current state as disappeared are those defeated but not for long
We all again are made strong
As I put on that armored suit and breastplate
Helmet and sword
For our attribute in starry eyes and laughter
Our well established mannerism
Strung out with the Windex again
I go to town putting it on and laying it off
Sooner than we think
The heat intensifying......
On Romans 5:14
3-10-18
Preadventure we come to understand it
Taking it from Giorgio de Santillana
We grow in faith to serve as stature
Blessed be the day I am born and alive
O, Great One, I owe my every breath
To on this sunshiny day for the oil in the land imputed
Keep on keeping on no matter how crazy it seems
For back to school dreams and failing tests of an hireling
In the door of the sheepfold
Sing to the King of kings, saint and sinner. to Him today
As counted as righteousness by nothing but the blood of Jesus
Huddled protectively as nights never get lonesome with the Ghost with me
Putting furlongs behind me
I am just a visitor as of this year
Ah, God monsterous have mercy
By similitude....
Glorify! (In All Things)
3-10-18
Where sin abounds grace does much more
So shall we sin
God forbid
But I do in the pitfalls of denial and consciousness closer
Ignorance, my bad
Shaving incision unaware of the harm I do
In the meantime
Being freed from sin
We become as tributary to what is right
And servants to what is wholesome
But the thing that I do I allow
And the thing I would rather not touch how I taste
Sleep is fallen upon me this afternoon
Don't try to force it
Wait a minute, O wait here
Slow down and cool the honest engines
For sunshine in York County
And a beautiful faith counted as a bounty
In all that you do, Glorify!
3-10-18
My error, the second pot
My evil self indulgence
My bad
Another smoke break
Worry not and take no thought
For God knows what you have need of
As to hanker around and take up space
Where your treasure is there will be your heart
For small Styctucs formality
And another thing made clean for footprints
You say it interests you
Fret not it is what we are taught
Tomorrow make the show and cast in your last dollar
On a bridge across a pure river
In next of kin thoughts scattered
For that psychedelic country spaceman sound
For the dream where in school I didn't understand one thing
Supplying a number of footnotes
After we stand up and sing
As to attribute and ascribe
Only doing what I do
Fire arson induced and juiced....
Putting It On
3-10-18
Investments for the cause
And in the box a towel for comfort
For her paws she climbs in willingly
Thinking of the good me as to be
In loving one another
By the forehead of a distant figure
As the Byrds go and part ways in seventy-one
Saying a few extra prayers
Catching it from the corner of my eye without concern
Of my current state as disappeared are those defeated but not for long
We all again are made strong
As I put on that armored suit and breastplate
Helmet and sword
For our attribute in starry eyes and laughter
Our well established mannerism
Strung out with the Windex again
I go to town putting it on and laying it off
Sooner than we think
The heat intensifying......
On Romans 5:14
3-10-18
Preadventure we come to understand it
Taking it from Giorgio de Santillana
We grow in faith to serve as stature
Blessed be the day I am born and alive
O, Great One, I owe my every breath
To on this sunshiny day for the oil in the land imputed
Keep on keeping on no matter how crazy it seems
For back to school dreams and failing tests of an hireling
In the door of the sheepfold
Sing to the King of kings, saint and sinner. to Him today
As counted as righteousness by nothing but the blood of Jesus
Huddled protectively as nights never get lonesome with the Ghost with me
Putting furlongs behind me
I am just a visitor as of this year
Ah, God monsterous have mercy
By similitude....
Glorify! (In All Things)
3-10-18
Where sin abounds grace does much more
So shall we sin
God forbid
But I do in the pitfalls of denial and consciousness closer
Ignorance, my bad
Shaving incision unaware of the harm I do
In the meantime
Being freed from sin
We become as tributary to what is right
And servants to what is wholesome
But the thing that I do I allow
And the thing I would rather not touch how I taste
Sleep is fallen upon me this afternoon
Don't try to force it
Wait a minute, O wait here
Slow down and cool the honest engines
For sunshine in York County
And a beautiful faith counted as a bounty
In all that you do, Glorify!
lives
Eighty-one Lives
3-10-18
Holding the note of desire
As I sit by my own fire
Come baptism out of the mine
For dynasty and empire and purging away the dross
Whereupon after our floundering
Taught to observe the what is more than what we'd like it to be
Jesus is on His way for disembodied spirits
Like a sister's sailing starship high as a kite
Already hoping for the best of such an ordeal
True to the faith in agency
As I long for it each and every day
As to stop honoring the what-is as the be-all
As all that exists has begun
As someone's idea inspired of God
To focus on imaginations free to focus
On these emotional frequencies
Where God comes when you acknowledge Him
Let the games begin and feel it
As if it already is....
Pray In The Closet
3-10-18
It's called discernment
On a one quarter second glance
At a familiar stranger
God heal her today
Defeated but not confounded
Pressed down but not crushed
Afflicted but not condemned
Praising the opposites in that you're still on my mind
In poverty and wealth
In sickness and in health
No light without the darkness
As to reverse our nondesires
To something of significance
I think therefore I am
In danger of judgment in things that I allow
Anger just as bad as murder
In translations implicit
Through this life we travel
Pray in secret and the Father rewards you openly
And bull's eye
Eye single
I completely miss the target
Worry not and take no thought....
3-10-18
Holding the note of desire
As I sit by my own fire
Come baptism out of the mine
For dynasty and empire and purging away the dross
Whereupon after our floundering
Taught to observe the what is more than what we'd like it to be
Jesus is on His way for disembodied spirits
Like a sister's sailing starship high as a kite
Already hoping for the best of such an ordeal
True to the faith in agency
As I long for it each and every day
As to stop honoring the what-is as the be-all
As all that exists has begun
As someone's idea inspired of God
To focus on imaginations free to focus
On these emotional frequencies
Where God comes when you acknowledge Him
Let the games begin and feel it
As if it already is....
Pray In The Closet
3-10-18
It's called discernment
On a one quarter second glance
At a familiar stranger
God heal her today
Defeated but not confounded
Pressed down but not crushed
Afflicted but not condemned
Praising the opposites in that you're still on my mind
In poverty and wealth
In sickness and in health
No light without the darkness
As to reverse our nondesires
To something of significance
I think therefore I am
In danger of judgment in things that I allow
Anger just as bad as murder
In translations implicit
Through this life we travel
Pray in secret and the Father rewards you openly
And bull's eye
Eye single
I completely miss the target
Worry not and take no thought....
Thursday, May 17, 2018
my bad
My Bad (Stanza Trite)
3-10-18
Situation seemingly eternal
Physical senses amplified
By this desire for another quenching
But not of Spirit
Doing not alms before men to be seen of them
Feeling singled out in being the only one
Not dressed in a fancy suit
Where He is mindful of those that show up
And those that stay home
As well for the strength of you yet in youth
As of yesterday feeling thankful to contribute
I have confidence in you
O, arise and shine forth
And be what God made you
In colors in our east skies
To be a standard for the nations
I might see you this afternoon
As to remain valient
and our senses still blooming
Just wait and see
And take heed how you hear
As to do and not only hear
Washing away the fear
My bad, stanza trite.....
Creating Empowering Beliefs
3-10-18
On your radio static
Your telescope to see into its distortion
As the chase is all worthwhile as validated
Feeling more confident as if I already have it
Seeking quotes of Michaelangelo
As I choose to hide as I wait patiently for the Lord
As to greet Macallister as sharing canticles chrystaline
For those thoughts and words of no such cart before the horse
Restrain your senses of course
saying not I might as there come winds driven and howling
Where I fear for the garden
Feel good before the good arrives
Saying when rather than if
For the gentle rain and spring
O, feel it first to know your prayers will be answered
Reality, merely an illusion
A very persistent one....
3-10-18
Situation seemingly eternal
Physical senses amplified
By this desire for another quenching
But not of Spirit
Doing not alms before men to be seen of them
Feeling singled out in being the only one
Not dressed in a fancy suit
Where He is mindful of those that show up
And those that stay home
As well for the strength of you yet in youth
As of yesterday feeling thankful to contribute
I have confidence in you
O, arise and shine forth
And be what God made you
In colors in our east skies
To be a standard for the nations
I might see you this afternoon
As to remain valient
and our senses still blooming
Just wait and see
And take heed how you hear
As to do and not only hear
Washing away the fear
My bad, stanza trite.....
Creating Empowering Beliefs
3-10-18
On your radio static
Your telescope to see into its distortion
As the chase is all worthwhile as validated
Feeling more confident as if I already have it
Seeking quotes of Michaelangelo
As I choose to hide as I wait patiently for the Lord
As to greet Macallister as sharing canticles chrystaline
For those thoughts and words of no such cart before the horse
Restrain your senses of course
saying not I might as there come winds driven and howling
Where I fear for the garden
Feel good before the good arrives
Saying when rather than if
For the gentle rain and spring
O, feel it first to know your prayers will be answered
Reality, merely an illusion
A very persistent one....
well
Woman At The Well
3-10-18
Let not your heart spare and take no prisoners
But press onward and find that we all lack wisdom
By wicked leaders judged
There it is
Only love will see us through
As gulls cry out overhead
Picking on Straub
Tasty as corn on the cob
As to merge about and give no heed to fear
Or doubt from the direction to the upper gate
In this there is nothing to hate in holding on
Through his grace and mercy
Walking through our dream doorway
Let's move on and accept the daylight for what it is
And get crazy with that cheese whiz
Central to His ordinances of enlightenment
Taking the water to the mountain
As versed in survival....
Terza Rima
3-10-18
Up and dressed and bathed
And no more pressed and scathed
Where the cherub stretches forth his hand still
O, glory to lay all burden aside and forget about us
Foolish pride gospel or gossip
Make your choice
I have much to contribute
Thank you Jesus enduring to the end
Thank you sister Rose
Teaching me to write in prose
In another lifetime we meet up for man's hand beneath ones wings
From the direction to the upper gate
When you look in the time of need
Subtract one hour until tomorrow in battle siding with the Lamanites
And another effort at terza rima
We can see it up close
No more morose
You've got to let it flow
As to ask myself, "Is it anyone"
Salty Waves
3-10-18
No need to make haste
That would only make waste
Not ready to live chaste
Never again to turn away from the principles
By the window sunshine I make it mine
And I am prepared ahead of time
In the Latin sense
As to discern their blondeness
Touching fingers inside the center of your paralellogram
Pain with piety in the print of my rendering of parity
Relevant and real ready of redemption and cold cuts
As thoughts fly high
Needing the love and their support
Licking carcasses clean still walking the plank
And wading Pisces pleasure on the river where it all begins again
Where testimony grows stronger
True to myself today
Where eyes grow dazed in gamblers
As to be the witness in dark places....
All The Living Day
3-10-18
Wash off the fear
Waking purifieth
And the enemy lieth
As bedazzled in faces
Now I can get on with it
As to harbor heredity O, high hills haughty
Solve the equation in your mind and decode these messages
For Spanish whispers and God's love and Spirit that teacheth
All things for the crossfire between sarcasm and sincerity
In real intent to learn of it all day
Four wings and one center
Four faces and eyes on the wheels
Let us know just how it feels
Come again tomorrow
Like my cactus on my window sill years ago
And I still have time to kill
As to begin to be closer
O, pure the river Tigris
In overstimulated faculties
Say you will....
3-10-18
Let not your heart spare and take no prisoners
But press onward and find that we all lack wisdom
By wicked leaders judged
There it is
Only love will see us through
As gulls cry out overhead
Picking on Straub
Tasty as corn on the cob
As to merge about and give no heed to fear
Or doubt from the direction to the upper gate
In this there is nothing to hate in holding on
Through his grace and mercy
Walking through our dream doorway
Let's move on and accept the daylight for what it is
And get crazy with that cheese whiz
Central to His ordinances of enlightenment
Taking the water to the mountain
As versed in survival....
Terza Rima
3-10-18
Up and dressed and bathed
And no more pressed and scathed
Where the cherub stretches forth his hand still
O, glory to lay all burden aside and forget about us
Foolish pride gospel or gossip
Make your choice
I have much to contribute
Thank you Jesus enduring to the end
Thank you sister Rose
Teaching me to write in prose
In another lifetime we meet up for man's hand beneath ones wings
From the direction to the upper gate
When you look in the time of need
Subtract one hour until tomorrow in battle siding with the Lamanites
And another effort at terza rima
We can see it up close
No more morose
You've got to let it flow
As to ask myself, "Is it anyone"
Salty Waves
3-10-18
No need to make haste
That would only make waste
Not ready to live chaste
Never again to turn away from the principles
By the window sunshine I make it mine
And I am prepared ahead of time
In the Latin sense
As to discern their blondeness
Touching fingers inside the center of your paralellogram
Pain with piety in the print of my rendering of parity
Relevant and real ready of redemption and cold cuts
As thoughts fly high
Needing the love and their support
Licking carcasses clean still walking the plank
And wading Pisces pleasure on the river where it all begins again
Where testimony grows stronger
True to myself today
Where eyes grow dazed in gamblers
As to be the witness in dark places....
All The Living Day
3-10-18
Wash off the fear
Waking purifieth
And the enemy lieth
As bedazzled in faces
Now I can get on with it
As to harbor heredity O, high hills haughty
Solve the equation in your mind and decode these messages
For Spanish whispers and God's love and Spirit that teacheth
All things for the crossfire between sarcasm and sincerity
In real intent to learn of it all day
Four wings and one center
Four faces and eyes on the wheels
Let us know just how it feels
Come again tomorrow
Like my cactus on my window sill years ago
And I still have time to kill
As to begin to be closer
O, pure the river Tigris
In overstimulated faculties
Say you will....
Monday, May 14, 2018
opportunity
Opportunity: Deficiency (Dilemna)
3-10-18
Coming to the light just passing through in wisdom
Do you really think you know and practice what ye are taught
Over ones borometer and gambressed roof
Standing aloof and disquieting sensation
where finances are an issue and shortages a trigger
Several channels blocked today her fire come death defying
Hanging out over the water for instant gratification
Just before sunrise are we blind also to the simple truths
That even a child could understand
Ye are the salt of the earth
Hide not your flavor nor leave it on the plate
Going in among the wheels to find what it feels
As to check in and hunt down a drink on tap water
It's dangerous in departing from the temple....
3-10-18
Coming to the light just passing through in wisdom
Do you really think you know and practice what ye are taught
Over ones borometer and gambressed roof
Standing aloof and disquieting sensation
where finances are an issue and shortages a trigger
Several channels blocked today her fire come death defying
Hanging out over the water for instant gratification
Just before sunrise are we blind also to the simple truths
That even a child could understand
Ye are the salt of the earth
Hide not your flavor nor leave it on the plate
Going in among the wheels to find what it feels
As to check in and hunt down a drink on tap water
It's dangerous in departing from the temple....
sheep gate
Sheep Gate
3-10-18
Only hours ago
I had my main high school nightmare of flunking out
Due to not paying attention in class
Mistaking the pine from the sasafrass
I am not to run away from it
But to learn these equations all over again
In another lifetime in the gate of the fountain
Love is all you need to know
Taking up Mettemiatt
Taking care of my old cat for the miracle of life
As Elasham built the sheep gate
Wash in the pool of Siloam
Go and be cleansed as ye say we see
So your sin remaineth
She is a living miracle
In times of luster where I profoundly realize
That it's going to work out just fine...
Are We Blind Also
3-10-18
Is it any wonder
Rising times of slaughter
Still loving the farmer's daughter
Glad to have my life back after the dream
Like laughtr in a scorn I used to know
In all superabundance of love
In something I would rather overlook
At our Alhamra Inn
Still laden in carnal sin
As heavens are calling
Seeking deepest treasure and in dreams
Failing to do the math
As if under failure's wrath
In Dante and newfangled wisdom
Shifting as uncontrolled as the Amlicites
Know not that it was and simply is from this time forth
I say not Gee Whiz
Thinking about spoons darker
As skies wax gloomy when we turn around
It all comes through this
As fulfilling our own words....
Won Over (To This Knowledge)
3-10-18
Some say the more we know the less we feel
But what is real as bronze and steel
And whomsoever be called thy seed
Will come to know much of what has been forgotten
As we take a step into the morning light
I find that I don't know much after all
O, is it an iniquity to borrow their thunder and count it as spoil and plunder
The more we live the more we know
Clocks one hour ahead on this night of truth
For upright and ambled supports
For tens of thousands of souls won over to this knowledge
Judges following the kings
What do we do with all of these things
In Shiloah by our king's garden
Meeting our universal companion
Our hedge high on the ledge
So say we...
On John 9:40
3-10-18
Where the moon becomes the morning sun
To these dreams I am under the gun
But at least not under the knife
For the tip of the iceberg
He speaks to us in darkness
To work our neuroplasticity
As a light to those in darkness
Reflected on the dreams of everyone
I borrow their thunder at Pidgin-Literal
As to read it at Getheseneme
As to bleed it of idiomatic literi rendering troppo si confomda
I had no theory or vision on such a level of awareness in the western world
Seeking eastern ways where judgement comes upon us
Starpoint the compass he looked behind him and saw redemption
Are ye blind also?
3-10-18
Only hours ago
I had my main high school nightmare of flunking out
Due to not paying attention in class
Mistaking the pine from the sasafrass
I am not to run away from it
But to learn these equations all over again
In another lifetime in the gate of the fountain
Love is all you need to know
Taking up Mettemiatt
Taking care of my old cat for the miracle of life
As Elasham built the sheep gate
Wash in the pool of Siloam
Go and be cleansed as ye say we see
So your sin remaineth
She is a living miracle
In times of luster where I profoundly realize
That it's going to work out just fine...
Are We Blind Also
3-10-18
Is it any wonder
Rising times of slaughter
Still loving the farmer's daughter
Glad to have my life back after the dream
Like laughtr in a scorn I used to know
In all superabundance of love
In something I would rather overlook
At our Alhamra Inn
Still laden in carnal sin
As heavens are calling
Seeking deepest treasure and in dreams
Failing to do the math
As if under failure's wrath
In Dante and newfangled wisdom
Shifting as uncontrolled as the Amlicites
Know not that it was and simply is from this time forth
I say not Gee Whiz
Thinking about spoons darker
As skies wax gloomy when we turn around
It all comes through this
As fulfilling our own words....
Won Over (To This Knowledge)
3-10-18
Some say the more we know the less we feel
But what is real as bronze and steel
And whomsoever be called thy seed
Will come to know much of what has been forgotten
As we take a step into the morning light
I find that I don't know much after all
O, is it an iniquity to borrow their thunder and count it as spoil and plunder
The more we live the more we know
Clocks one hour ahead on this night of truth
For upright and ambled supports
For tens of thousands of souls won over to this knowledge
Judges following the kings
What do we do with all of these things
In Shiloah by our king's garden
Meeting our universal companion
Our hedge high on the ledge
So say we...
On John 9:40
3-10-18
Where the moon becomes the morning sun
To these dreams I am under the gun
But at least not under the knife
For the tip of the iceberg
He speaks to us in darkness
To work our neuroplasticity
As a light to those in darkness
Reflected on the dreams of everyone
I borrow their thunder at Pidgin-Literal
As to read it at Getheseneme
As to bleed it of idiomatic literi rendering troppo si confomda
I had no theory or vision on such a level of awareness in the western world
Seeking eastern ways where judgement comes upon us
Starpoint the compass he looked behind him and saw redemption
Are ye blind also?
spirits up
Keeping The Spirits Up
3-9-18
Who sins, blind man or his parents
The answer is everybody
In taking up Wharton for the tears on the letter
In a green smoky haze
Like magic in the morning
In streams of purity
And divisions among us
Wash in the pool of Siloam
Winding ahead my clocks
In hopes for a new pair of Jesus shoes
And combat boots
Digging Dante and bragging on Browning
Who is he that might believe
I say this not to oppose but as the condoning
In times when I doze
As to come into the world
That for but a moment froze at the Alhambaf Inn
But not to approve of or even condone sin
Blessed is the man whose conscience
Does not condemn the thing he alloweth
O, Sarah Princess observe the billboard
On the side of the road as we crack the code
Salvation a la mode....
Hello, Filomena
3-9-18
Soon time to wake her up
I want to go in spite of any of such gravity
Let me know, sister your point of view on the message
Led by the Holy Spirit soon time to make that call
As it is moving us towards something better
Greeting Filomena halfway off my heels
Hoping for no such skips on my CD
Where I becomes as the we
Loving Kenneth like a brother
So I can more clearly see
O, are angels real we inquire
Tolling for the underdog
As we gather around the fire
By which we are baptized
Almost naked simply a happy coincidence
But O, so much more
Let us examine the evidence
In cathedral evenings we assume the positions
By the time you read this
You would have known me a whole lot better
According to Spirit and letter...
Chimes In Dimes (Rhymes)
3-9-18
If not so much as learning of it
Perhaps we simply enjoy it
For windows into awareness
Still striking for the hurting
Strung out and hung out under the same sun
And chimes and sometimes it rhymes
Clean shaven again
As one to learn about the truth of angels
It's won't be too long
In a need to learn how to meditate over again
Like a rededication to my higher self
No more dematerialized soon time to wake her
Counting myriads of miracles all around us
O, blessed be in you and me
So much more to see come to me my dreams
Not according to what we lack
Keeping spirits bright
O teach me today, tomorrow and always
In dreams of diving headlong into the bog
And another side to Bob soon sad eye and happy mouth....
My Instant Gratification
3-9-18
Out for another quick fix
The devil is up to his same old tricks
May it not hurt my testimony of picking up sticks
As my guard stands hard deceiving many
But agreeing for a penny
Far exceeding the limits in divine characteristics
As one flows imperceptibly in our proverbists
A better place
It's not so easy to forget in Straub and King
Goers stand up and sing
It stands empty and still you keep the main thing
Just what it is as she is up and getting ready
For this fellowship
God please be kind to my vulnerable mind
Hanging in there in spite of divisions
In society I mention this
Just to but confront it
Reading my Watchtower and our ensign
Breeding no questions
But what's the matter
As foreseen and soon
The green...
3-9-18
Who sins, blind man or his parents
The answer is everybody
In taking up Wharton for the tears on the letter
In a green smoky haze
Like magic in the morning
In streams of purity
And divisions among us
Wash in the pool of Siloam
Winding ahead my clocks
In hopes for a new pair of Jesus shoes
And combat boots
Digging Dante and bragging on Browning
Who is he that might believe
I say this not to oppose but as the condoning
In times when I doze
As to come into the world
That for but a moment froze at the Alhambaf Inn
But not to approve of or even condone sin
Blessed is the man whose conscience
Does not condemn the thing he alloweth
O, Sarah Princess observe the billboard
On the side of the road as we crack the code
Salvation a la mode....
Hello, Filomena
3-9-18
Soon time to wake her up
I want to go in spite of any of such gravity
Let me know, sister your point of view on the message
Led by the Holy Spirit soon time to make that call
As it is moving us towards something better
Greeting Filomena halfway off my heels
Hoping for no such skips on my CD
Where I becomes as the we
Loving Kenneth like a brother
So I can more clearly see
O, are angels real we inquire
Tolling for the underdog
As we gather around the fire
By which we are baptized
Almost naked simply a happy coincidence
But O, so much more
Let us examine the evidence
In cathedral evenings we assume the positions
By the time you read this
You would have known me a whole lot better
According to Spirit and letter...
Chimes In Dimes (Rhymes)
3-9-18
If not so much as learning of it
Perhaps we simply enjoy it
For windows into awareness
Still striking for the hurting
Strung out and hung out under the same sun
And chimes and sometimes it rhymes
Clean shaven again
As one to learn about the truth of angels
It's won't be too long
In a need to learn how to meditate over again
Like a rededication to my higher self
No more dematerialized soon time to wake her
Counting myriads of miracles all around us
O, blessed be in you and me
So much more to see come to me my dreams
Not according to what we lack
Keeping spirits bright
O teach me today, tomorrow and always
In dreams of diving headlong into the bog
And another side to Bob soon sad eye and happy mouth....
My Instant Gratification
3-9-18
Out for another quick fix
The devil is up to his same old tricks
May it not hurt my testimony of picking up sticks
As my guard stands hard deceiving many
But agreeing for a penny
Far exceeding the limits in divine characteristics
As one flows imperceptibly in our proverbists
A better place
It's not so easy to forget in Straub and King
Goers stand up and sing
It stands empty and still you keep the main thing
Just what it is as she is up and getting ready
For this fellowship
God please be kind to my vulnerable mind
Hanging in there in spite of divisions
In society I mention this
Just to but confront it
Reading my Watchtower and our ensign
Breeding no questions
But what's the matter
As foreseen and soon
The green...
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