Guelph

Guelph (Given)
3-28-18

The heart of the wise teaches the mouth
For when things go south
Pleasant as a honeycomb
And memories of that hexagon bridge of waffle weave
Given seven strikes against me
Adding persuasiveness to ones lips
Hexagonal for waffle cloth scraping up the honey
Tasty but sticky we shall see and taste
O, wellspring do your thing for courses and reference works
In that I am broke again to penetrate it in all parts
Be at her car at twelve-thirty
The waiting is the hardest part
So stay with it to undermine it
As such is a city on a hill with lights illuminating
Quite pretty
He that hath a merry heart
Has a continual feast
So I brush my teeth a second time
Alas, my obsessions!





On Lamentations 1:6
3-28-18

Of mass production
Serving poison in the powder
The Spirit has forgotten about it
Overlooking hate a diamond to recognize
We answer that we have completed another mission
As folly is joy to he that rejoices in yesterday's accomplishments
And the fullness thereof for disgusting habits such as these
On your knees by the sacrifice of the wicked
O, do we begin again this time with a blue pen
Good for a change of color and a change in my evil ways
In each nation always eager to explore
As children and sucklings swoon in the streets
And I smile upon my trial
See, O Lord and consider
As to write on in blue ink
Working the secrecy of medicine
And harts that find no pasture....





More Time Spent In The Books
3-28-18

O, swizzle stick
Stir my Joe as to fizzle out a new trick
Doing better than so-so as the city sits solitary
From the beginning of time
A book feels good in my hands
A test of ultimate will
O feverish passage of Scripture
She is great among nations like a streak of lightning
See, O Lord and consider
For I have become vile
Abject and contemptible as a grovelling worm
I am in that my knowledge is for something special
By reigns and inward parts
Still waiting for her call
Be at her car at twelve-thirty
For vermifuge our tonic of absinth
All for committed colleagues from first to last
The light flies up your nose this summer
And I look to the firmament to say "Thanks a billion!"






To Redd Up In Blue
3-28-18

Sooner or later ready to redd up a little for the glory of God today
I do all things as in the provocation
Good enough for citizens and their stuff taken captive
In the wilderness
It's good to know that someone cares enough
To take me there today
Thy breach great like the sea
As a citizen of the kingdom
For arrows like in quivers
Our sons as sometimes God says wait
And my pen almost slips as if the page was slippery
O, virgin daughter why have so many innocent people died
Drunken with wormwood O, resin of balm
May I read your palm
So we can all remain calm
O, how can I know peace in thuderstorms
Yet to become manifest as dreams transform desires to get out of town....