Atropos

Atropos Decide
3-27-18

It made perfect sense come daylight
An angel looking out for me
Am I right or am I but a worm abject and contemptible
Meterological for weather and seasons of final harvest
Bye and bye our bargeman when you and it all in the marrow in bone
Come legacy and larceny peninsula twice on our seraph's wagon
Come and slay the dragon where lanterns dot the skies like I's crossed like T's
Atropos decide and still we have made a choice
Where morns are strong like coffee kind with sudden sails
Then the flaming sword at the west end of town
As stood you here heart in perfect focus
Hocus Pocus
As to bisect the brake and drink up the lake....





Conquest (Unbroken)
3-27-18

Come our manifest token of conquest unbroken
May the circle be revolved around again
As one outspoken to care about change and home on the range
As she wonders about me and how I fake it and make it
Five hours from now just getting started as Gentian weaves
And carnation leaves
As I lay under our own palm trees
And it's back to home base on resurrection Sunday
In obviate parades of oblong charades
Being not weary in well doing for two more flavor shots
While writing rhymes good times
As another bell chimes needing haste
To win the soundstream of a one eyed hound
Dream in conquest unbroken
Of the breeze, Amen!





Spying Out The Grapes Of Eschol
3-27-18

What do we know about expressing save humility
What is apart from depressing in flight coming soon to its conclusion
The night up here in the stands we are not yet quite right
As to catch oneself in the act mixing politics and rhythm under the bridge
On my way to Wawa to buy my sister a coffee
O, Peoples she calls herself no bottom to where we stumble as to afflict
And humble crying to the hero who finds God in the year of zero
As palms dry out putting down landing gear of plant, savor and embrace
Under God's grace and soon sunup self control is yours to save the day
Leading to a landslide of legalism where I investigate and spy out the land
To see about their grapes....





Fill Her Up
3-27-18

What do you do about who you are
Where all things are made new
As you come out of the trial a star
Erasing His name on the blackboard
Where they sign up for me for a free ride in the back of the van
Until there's nothing left God wants contributors where it's not a crime
To do what you must
God have me to be a blessing to many today in what I do for you
As one to be taken into their trench trying not to bag things found
Going that extra round as one to be a gas pump and fill up her tank
By a petisample of the government on His shoulders
Looking for others to talk face to face as would a friend
For its price indicator as rivers run dry and we fill her up....