Ammon Established
4-12-18
Ammon established
Keep pushing till it's understood
Under a foolish and vain hope
I still make in Irish Spring soap
Thus the holy hours of sweet emotion
Up at quarter till four for this devotion
Established in the land of Jershom
I believe in the love and the faith that does save me
How I came to it I cannot rightly say
Upon a foolish and vain hope that dies first
Where I ought to keep the thirst held high
As if to strike the keys and get back down on my knees
Dying for every hope on that summit
Just like the piper and for the venom of our favorite viper
Greeting Evie a sister from somewhere
You know I no longer loathe to taste in my mouth
In the wholesome hardware house built for the main spouse.....
Remodeled Again
4-12-18
Where all is forgiven
I find my way to a higher kind of living
As to drop on the bay with my heel on her knee
As to lift up our heart with stronger hands
Much is accomplished today
And the poet and scholar finally understands
Achieving the modernity of melodrama
As substantially subsided driving deep into the night
Accomplishing enough to deserve another good light
No realm is the pot no such snakebite
Another classic from the German Library
To the point of spellbinding
And all of a new finding
Great is thy faithfulness making my chain heavy
All for our '63 Chevy
Remodeled again.....
Tuesday, July 31, 2018
Blanche
Enter Blanche
4-11-18
Hoping today that she's punctual
Another day we will remember
As to be together again and precipitated
Enter Blanche Belle Reve?
As an angel to speak to all the ends of the earth
Conquest for what it depends upon what it's worth
To remember what the Lord has done in open minds
And heaven in fertile soil as roots grow deeper
Where shoulders glow and we come to know
As to bend over and touch ones itching toe
Friend or foe that I might be the instrument
As the first widening of the dawn
And dew out on the lawn
What will it be today on my old school Apple
Enter Blanche where paths are again free to tread
And Jesus is not dead
As raised to dwell another rainy spell
And stories to tell
Of firm decree and tears of joy stain my face....
At Fortune's Wheel
4-11-18
Where virtue leads men into a snare
Standing in your heart is where I want to be
As to watch the wind in ones sails
Bringing to pass all restoration
Behold, I am a man in shining morning light
Eager in acquisition of self-reproach at Fortune's wheel all tears
And attributes
Now it has just begun
I waver back bit by bit
And I don't quit for lack of avarice
Yet ravening like a miser as shoulders glow
And we spiritually grew
Lucky in Kentucky
As Korlner remands as sigh
His compassions are new every morning
Conjuring up the joy yet to follow
I do what I can in reckless steps I cannot shake
Yea, and the people do observe
All that they claim to
As a swimmer watching ones breath....
On Spotted Leopard
4-11-18
In the comensement your hand resting in mine
You're my world in all I pray for
Thus the holy hour as I begin again in Alighieri
Someday an old familiar rain falls hard on the streets of Laredo
Korihor wants a sign
Soon call on me of greatness of number
To shock the hidden boundaries
Take the time in the writing of my departure composition
For continual peace I pray and do not cease for flounders ashore
I throw her back into the sea to wipe the sleep from my eyes
And face another day without her today
Having fun with her books
Stella for star and another streetcar
Well, now you talk as the chase it
My mark in the morning soft as the rain
To bring May flowers....
4-11-18
Hoping today that she's punctual
Another day we will remember
As to be together again and precipitated
Enter Blanche Belle Reve?
As an angel to speak to all the ends of the earth
Conquest for what it depends upon what it's worth
To remember what the Lord has done in open minds
And heaven in fertile soil as roots grow deeper
Where shoulders glow and we come to know
As to bend over and touch ones itching toe
Friend or foe that I might be the instrument
As the first widening of the dawn
And dew out on the lawn
What will it be today on my old school Apple
Enter Blanche where paths are again free to tread
And Jesus is not dead
As raised to dwell another rainy spell
And stories to tell
Of firm decree and tears of joy stain my face....
At Fortune's Wheel
4-11-18
Where virtue leads men into a snare
Standing in your heart is where I want to be
As to watch the wind in ones sails
Bringing to pass all restoration
Behold, I am a man in shining morning light
Eager in acquisition of self-reproach at Fortune's wheel all tears
And attributes
Now it has just begun
I waver back bit by bit
And I don't quit for lack of avarice
Yet ravening like a miser as shoulders glow
And we spiritually grew
Lucky in Kentucky
As Korlner remands as sigh
His compassions are new every morning
Conjuring up the joy yet to follow
I do what I can in reckless steps I cannot shake
Yea, and the people do observe
All that they claim to
As a swimmer watching ones breath....
On Spotted Leopard
4-11-18
In the comensement your hand resting in mine
You're my world in all I pray for
Thus the holy hour as I begin again in Alighieri
Someday an old familiar rain falls hard on the streets of Laredo
Korihor wants a sign
Soon call on me of greatness of number
To shock the hidden boundaries
Take the time in the writing of my departure composition
For continual peace I pray and do not cease for flounders ashore
I throw her back into the sea to wipe the sleep from my eyes
And face another day without her today
Having fun with her books
Stella for star and another streetcar
Well, now you talk as the chase it
My mark in the morning soft as the rain
To bring May flowers....
bull's eye
Bull's Eye
4-11-18
Right on target
Literature awaits for the seven things God hates
Especially my early morning pastimes
Hey there, Stella
Baby for these events as freedom lies in our passion
O, can I come watch for signs of relief and glory midway
In my life's journey
Don't stop believing in my desires of my firm decree
As to harrow it up in these desires futile
Going astray from the straight gate of firm decree
Of a just God
Behold, I am only a man
And do sin in my wish
Right on target
Still investigating
Ravening in all I'm tasting
To decree unto them decrees
Figuratively down on my knees
Right on target
Bull's eye our fool's lie....
Again Asserting Alighieri
4-11-18
Again asserting Alighieri
waiting for the good stuff
In Mayer Selznick
Enter Eunice in Elysian fields
Uncomprehendingly
All for Stanley
I wait for a knock as my door
As ours is the light
Getting off six blocks south from here
A reason to be about ones uncertain matter
That's the party
I go tell her that you arrive
In electric freedom
I see you looking around
As nature set to sea for that look in your eyes
As to decline more to perform
He grants unto us all nations to teach the Word
This is our glory as to be an instrument in His hands
O, glockenspiel
How do you feel
With white columns and clementine peel
As husky foam where we teach school
For the wise and the fool.....
Enter Eunice
4-11-18
Then did I remember spring weather in the month of December
Soon time to lather up and get on with it
Place awful hard to keep up with all of these books
Come awful secene of bloodshed in D. H. Lawrence
In the reading of the widest audiences
In contemporary literature
Enter Eunice
Well, well another day
Feeling fresh
Alma desires to cry out repentance
With angelic zeal of flowers of every hue
End of sales day to deal in small talk
Of dreams to come of much are of things past
Sweet thoughts that will always last
Where Lamanites are defeated as shamefully entreated
In firm decree of the just
We rust unalterable according to our wills.....
4-11-18
Right on target
Literature awaits for the seven things God hates
Especially my early morning pastimes
Hey there, Stella
Baby for these events as freedom lies in our passion
O, can I come watch for signs of relief and glory midway
In my life's journey
Don't stop believing in my desires of my firm decree
As to harrow it up in these desires futile
Going astray from the straight gate of firm decree
Of a just God
Behold, I am only a man
And do sin in my wish
Right on target
Still investigating
Ravening in all I'm tasting
To decree unto them decrees
Figuratively down on my knees
Right on target
Bull's eye our fool's lie....
Again Asserting Alighieri
4-11-18
Again asserting Alighieri
waiting for the good stuff
In Mayer Selznick
Enter Eunice in Elysian fields
Uncomprehendingly
All for Stanley
I wait for a knock as my door
As ours is the light
Getting off six blocks south from here
A reason to be about ones uncertain matter
That's the party
I go tell her that you arrive
In electric freedom
I see you looking around
As nature set to sea for that look in your eyes
As to decline more to perform
He grants unto us all nations to teach the Word
This is our glory as to be an instrument in His hands
O, glockenspiel
How do you feel
With white columns and clementine peel
As husky foam where we teach school
For the wise and the fool.....
Enter Eunice
4-11-18
Then did I remember spring weather in the month of December
Soon time to lather up and get on with it
Place awful hard to keep up with all of these books
Come awful secene of bloodshed in D. H. Lawrence
In the reading of the widest audiences
In contemporary literature
Enter Eunice
Well, well another day
Feeling fresh
Alma desires to cry out repentance
With angelic zeal of flowers of every hue
End of sales day to deal in small talk
Of dreams to come of much are of things past
Sweet thoughts that will always last
Where Lamanites are defeated as shamefully entreated
In firm decree of the just
We rust unalterable according to our wills.....
Monday, July 30, 2018
Ogiluy
Ogiluy (In The War)
4-11-18
Walking along the river
In no such concern of where it's flowing
Tell me all I need to know
A few doors down is my place
A shrine built around the things I love
Namely Grace with Demian we break out of the rut
Incorporating the Nietzchean to a life yet in the making
Not easily eradicated
I give it twenty minutes
Back at it again
This time is sweet nostalgia of milkshakes
And eight bit fun and games
Life story briefly told in lines of landmines
As to prepare a meal for the way I now feel
Right on target in the tunnels slightly flattered and fattened
By a perfect round of tunafish
Our awesome scene of resurrection
O, how I make Jesus cry
In greeting Ogiluy where inhabitants signal us
As to notify notriety and no nonsense....
Ottershaw (You're Not Alone)
4-11-18
Realizing the immensity of this desire
Still trusting you to do everything right
Exclaiming it at the streamer in my wishes
Rest in the first decree in the darkness our Ottershaw sleeping in peace
As signalling us on our chronometer
This time around I do it right and walk it back night on night
In patches of green and crimson of full speculation
I remain the investigator of years recounted in Isleworth
With a party of creeping Zenith land excursionists
Hanging in a framework against the sky in the Hesse fervor
You're not alone out upon it
I have loved you....
Rabbit Lobs
4-11-18
Come sorrow upon all the face of the earth
For ones second rebirth and a third birthday
Where's the Martisky
I must inquire in the sound of early morning armies of first light
And birds singing from Hermann Hesse
Life story artery told still quite cold as to correspond to heat soon to come
Where God's light comes shining on through
For the cry of widows mourning and awful scene of bloodshed
Meaning that Jesus is not dead for the wind in the great fields
Approaching seven a little late of rising in His fervor substantial
I would declare unto every soul as bells toll
O, hold me close in his voice that shakes the earth
In our rabbit lobs of open door knobs....
Corresponding Air
4-11-18
Of corresponding air
I'm still the biggest fool
I don't mind it but I care
Over my snow in the sunshine
Things stay cool saying a blessing on her three sons
I've been watching you as to detect simulated bees and parking fees
Back down on my knees
And it worked better than ever
And the dorm is dark in glimmer of limes
And slithers of lemons and this blue piano
It's no secret where Alamba sells her quota
And the sandbox is clean again
By the strokes of this blue pen
I make it work and will be there at ten
In the talk of incidentals
O, marvelous stuff and another notebook
To but fill this house with all the love
On the first floor landing
And Virgil's guidance where time passes on....
4-11-18
Walking along the river
In no such concern of where it's flowing
Tell me all I need to know
A few doors down is my place
A shrine built around the things I love
Namely Grace with Demian we break out of the rut
Incorporating the Nietzchean to a life yet in the making
Not easily eradicated
I give it twenty minutes
Back at it again
This time is sweet nostalgia of milkshakes
And eight bit fun and games
Life story briefly told in lines of landmines
As to prepare a meal for the way I now feel
Right on target in the tunnels slightly flattered and fattened
By a perfect round of tunafish
Our awesome scene of resurrection
O, how I make Jesus cry
In greeting Ogiluy where inhabitants signal us
As to notify notriety and no nonsense....
Ottershaw (You're Not Alone)
4-11-18
Realizing the immensity of this desire
Still trusting you to do everything right
Exclaiming it at the streamer in my wishes
Rest in the first decree in the darkness our Ottershaw sleeping in peace
As signalling us on our chronometer
This time around I do it right and walk it back night on night
In patches of green and crimson of full speculation
I remain the investigator of years recounted in Isleworth
With a party of creeping Zenith land excursionists
Hanging in a framework against the sky in the Hesse fervor
You're not alone out upon it
I have loved you....
Rabbit Lobs
4-11-18
Come sorrow upon all the face of the earth
For ones second rebirth and a third birthday
Where's the Martisky
I must inquire in the sound of early morning armies of first light
And birds singing from Hermann Hesse
Life story artery told still quite cold as to correspond to heat soon to come
Where God's light comes shining on through
For the cry of widows mourning and awful scene of bloodshed
Meaning that Jesus is not dead for the wind in the great fields
Approaching seven a little late of rising in His fervor substantial
I would declare unto every soul as bells toll
O, hold me close in his voice that shakes the earth
In our rabbit lobs of open door knobs....
Corresponding Air
4-11-18
Of corresponding air
I'm still the biggest fool
I don't mind it but I care
Over my snow in the sunshine
Things stay cool saying a blessing on her three sons
I've been watching you as to detect simulated bees and parking fees
Back down on my knees
And it worked better than ever
And the dorm is dark in glimmer of limes
And slithers of lemons and this blue piano
It's no secret where Alamba sells her quota
And the sandbox is clean again
By the strokes of this blue pen
I make it work and will be there at ten
In the talk of incidentals
O, marvelous stuff and another notebook
To but fill this house with all the love
On the first floor landing
And Virgil's guidance where time passes on....
Hesse
In Hesse
4-10-18
To the pure all things are pure
Even ones morning Joe and the things that make up the day
In Siddhartha our Demiah in Raabe the heat goes on in times I decide
Where groans are unprintable and God is unfathomable
For the lighting by Jo Mielziner in Irving Schneider down the eider
Enter Stella fractured into pigment of paints pure unto which all things are pure
Even that which is lacking in due time and in due season
And a shot of truth serum we see eye to eye
And still we lie to exhort bondservants as self
Commended and it's rocking like I've ever seen
As the incentive today to get it right
As created with mirrors.....
Gravity Of Trouble (Part Of Life)
4-10-18
O, gravity of trouble
God gives me as much as I can take
Edited by Egon Schwarz for our collaborations
With Ingrid Fry as to open my other eye
In writing copious in my lifelong studies of folly in Hesse spellbinding
As Dame seems to be the Sur title substantially subsided
It doesn't need to rhyme
Prose is highly recommended
Being no seeker of dishonest gain
For the pleasure that comes with the pain
Enter young collector and purchase the new album
Hey there stellar dancing of a dark past
She gave me a stone and I threw it out the window
As to greet Kowalski by the door
Still smooth sailing towards the celestial upon tidal waves
With raffish charm
In each corner of my room.....
4-10-18
To the pure all things are pure
Even ones morning Joe and the things that make up the day
In Siddhartha our Demiah in Raabe the heat goes on in times I decide
Where groans are unprintable and God is unfathomable
For the lighting by Jo Mielziner in Irving Schneider down the eider
Enter Stella fractured into pigment of paints pure unto which all things are pure
Even that which is lacking in due time and in due season
And a shot of truth serum we see eye to eye
And still we lie to exhort bondservants as self
Commended and it's rocking like I've ever seen
As the incentive today to get it right
As created with mirrors.....
Gravity Of Trouble (Part Of Life)
4-10-18
O, gravity of trouble
God gives me as much as I can take
Edited by Egon Schwarz for our collaborations
With Ingrid Fry as to open my other eye
In writing copious in my lifelong studies of folly in Hesse spellbinding
As Dame seems to be the Sur title substantially subsided
It doesn't need to rhyme
Prose is highly recommended
Being no seeker of dishonest gain
For the pleasure that comes with the pain
Enter young collector and purchase the new album
Hey there stellar dancing of a dark past
She gave me a stone and I threw it out the window
As to greet Kowalski by the door
Still smooth sailing towards the celestial upon tidal waves
With raffish charm
In each corner of my room.....
Jannes
Jannes Resists
4-10-18
O, eschew and shun the evil that hooks you like a rainbow trout
As devout standing without
As a child we led the ski
Never a moment of doubt to lose and win
Quoting Serling in the Impossible made as such that is
As to engage our standing tall
And thin lifting up our heart and hands
According to the fall of man
Another newcomer understands the arrows in ones quiver
As the lens in the house to print the face of skies of youth
I walk away again for change but know this that it isn't
So strange not quite perfect and complete in our own hungry eyes
Dying to see the vision by the light of day
O, ensue it and eschew what lieth behind
I don't mind.....
Streetcar (Of The So-Called Norm)
4-10-18
Hoarding up for ourselves teachers as the rain burns on
But not today for fantasy made profitable of the force field of the Word
And our coming into the world for a life of something
In our fortress deep and molting change
I know I was wrong about such holographic entities
Now they're working on something as to turn the page on Philetus
Of the sort for a final and first act of restoration as precipitated our streetcar
Needs fresh oil in our ever-simplification where cities are refined
Enter Peg Hillias and Kim Hunter feeling like apostasy today
So I can enjoy my other books
O, how we ran for no such pollutant
Cut the wire and love your empire
Protected (Put On The Armor)
4-10-18
I begin the race and take up my faith
Going there for the fourth time according to ones sales pitch
In the faint down-turning I am just but yet learning
Concerning Harold Piper at forty-five
Soon I am to be as to see the satellites glow
Come to Him quickly when you get home
But take up the shield of faith before you step out
And the breastplate and the helmet in subjective to those that put on the armor
Greeting Aquilla enough's enough
Here we are waiting on the blessing we request of the elders
Plowing into Titus in the presence of deceivers for the pastoral work of a true minister
It knocks me out tonight in earthly delights yet pilfering their quotes
Strong with a song in due season.....
Guard Dog (On Warrington)
4-10-18
Teacher of good things
Elders must be guarding the body of revealed truth
Even in the desire to have something more in store
To alone run no more
Abhor where we knew the qualifications
Of the elder as his grace hath appeared
So that we might relate
And today I walk it back
As to become a rolling stone in soils
Wanting to plant young trees
As brows twitch together as to simplify another surprise
Where even the Cretans tell the truth
Of how we ought to take up the yoke in our youth
To redeem us from our lawless deed in the cost of loving
Already in your heart in concise summations
Feelings in disguise as to exhort bondservants
And follow not the corrupt
Loaded with smoke in ones heels
Taking up Herman Hesse....
4-10-18
O, eschew and shun the evil that hooks you like a rainbow trout
As devout standing without
As a child we led the ski
Never a moment of doubt to lose and win
Quoting Serling in the Impossible made as such that is
As to engage our standing tall
And thin lifting up our heart and hands
According to the fall of man
Another newcomer understands the arrows in ones quiver
As the lens in the house to print the face of skies of youth
I walk away again for change but know this that it isn't
So strange not quite perfect and complete in our own hungry eyes
Dying to see the vision by the light of day
O, ensue it and eschew what lieth behind
I don't mind.....
Streetcar (Of The So-Called Norm)
4-10-18
Hoarding up for ourselves teachers as the rain burns on
But not today for fantasy made profitable of the force field of the Word
And our coming into the world for a life of something
In our fortress deep and molting change
I know I was wrong about such holographic entities
Now they're working on something as to turn the page on Philetus
Of the sort for a final and first act of restoration as precipitated our streetcar
Needs fresh oil in our ever-simplification where cities are refined
Enter Peg Hillias and Kim Hunter feeling like apostasy today
So I can enjoy my other books
O, how we ran for no such pollutant
Cut the wire and love your empire
Protected (Put On The Armor)
4-10-18
I begin the race and take up my faith
Going there for the fourth time according to ones sales pitch
In the faint down-turning I am just but yet learning
Concerning Harold Piper at forty-five
Soon I am to be as to see the satellites glow
Come to Him quickly when you get home
But take up the shield of faith before you step out
And the breastplate and the helmet in subjective to those that put on the armor
Greeting Aquilla enough's enough
Here we are waiting on the blessing we request of the elders
Plowing into Titus in the presence of deceivers for the pastoral work of a true minister
It knocks me out tonight in earthly delights yet pilfering their quotes
Strong with a song in due season.....
Guard Dog (On Warrington)
4-10-18
Teacher of good things
Elders must be guarding the body of revealed truth
Even in the desire to have something more in store
To alone run no more
Abhor where we knew the qualifications
Of the elder as his grace hath appeared
So that we might relate
And today I walk it back
As to become a rolling stone in soils
Wanting to plant young trees
As brows twitch together as to simplify another surprise
Where even the Cretans tell the truth
Of how we ought to take up the yoke in our youth
To redeem us from our lawless deed in the cost of loving
Already in your heart in concise summations
Feelings in disguise as to exhort bondservants
And follow not the corrupt
Loaded with smoke in ones heels
Taking up Herman Hesse....
thankworthy
Thankworthy
4-10-18
Hours I spend gazing into that pool
As to defend the knowledge of which is obtained
By a fool, namely me where I keep my cool
Where the gauze mask is removed
Submitting myself joyfully to the seeking
As to stop accentuating the negative
By the vanished Billet
I must take to rent there to see it as the submission
To every ordinance thankworthy getting the Joneses again
For something more where we search for our landscapes
And never again draw the drapes
Fighting a long and viscous battle to save ourselves
Between the moment and the next
We fought the cannibal crimes of artists
Circulating their dessert for discovery
Of mankind
Nevermind.....
Find It Afresh
4-10-18
Under spectoscope soon sunlight like a wheel
How does this ideal feel where fleshly lust wars against the soul
As to observe the ordinance of loving one another
Laying in Sion a chief cornerstone
Falling on your steel respecter of man
But chosen of God to work in the fertile soil of our hearts
During this oppression we find it afresh to forget and forgive singularity appropriate
To take out the trash one more time and give her a clean sandbox
At Ottershaw we have the power to perceive
As our shadowed hawthorn throws a feeble glow
For Messiah supreme
And tonight know a new dream.....
On First Peter 3:4
4-10-18
As judgement is at hand
Soon I face the real music
What will it be today, my son, myself
Built up a spiritual house fine and dandy
In no need to seek a spouse
I remain as I am
O, ye as lively stones and dial tones
Acceptable in spiritual sacrifices of ourselves
Loving the brotherhood more now
Just call me Jason
Lamenting not the days of my obscurity
In that God has plans for me today to be a blessing
And not just to be guessing
Subject also to the froward in the Shepherd and Bishop of your souls
What will it be this morning where Christ suffered in like manner
In all we could feel in the sight of God a great price....
4-10-18
Hours I spend gazing into that pool
As to defend the knowledge of which is obtained
By a fool, namely me where I keep my cool
Where the gauze mask is removed
Submitting myself joyfully to the seeking
As to stop accentuating the negative
By the vanished Billet
I must take to rent there to see it as the submission
To every ordinance thankworthy getting the Joneses again
For something more where we search for our landscapes
And never again draw the drapes
Fighting a long and viscous battle to save ourselves
Between the moment and the next
We fought the cannibal crimes of artists
Circulating their dessert for discovery
Of mankind
Nevermind.....
Find It Afresh
4-10-18
Under spectoscope soon sunlight like a wheel
How does this ideal feel where fleshly lust wars against the soul
As to observe the ordinance of loving one another
Laying in Sion a chief cornerstone
Falling on your steel respecter of man
But chosen of God to work in the fertile soil of our hearts
During this oppression we find it afresh to forget and forgive singularity appropriate
To take out the trash one more time and give her a clean sandbox
At Ottershaw we have the power to perceive
As our shadowed hawthorn throws a feeble glow
For Messiah supreme
And tonight know a new dream.....
On First Peter 3:4
4-10-18
As judgement is at hand
Soon I face the real music
What will it be today, my son, myself
Built up a spiritual house fine and dandy
In no need to seek a spouse
I remain as I am
O, ye as lively stones and dial tones
Acceptable in spiritual sacrifices of ourselves
Loving the brotherhood more now
Just call me Jason
Lamenting not the days of my obscurity
In that God has plans for me today to be a blessing
And not just to be guessing
Subject also to the froward in the Shepherd and Bishop of your souls
What will it be this morning where Christ suffered in like manner
In all we could feel in the sight of God a great price....
Kowalski
Benet And Kowalski (Another Portion)
4-10-18
Radiating again in Australia
You're covered at least for now
In Sweden and Denmark and in Norway
Gods of poetry in earnest entreaty for another portion of pretzels
Running free back in Uragway in riches coconut onion in Rose Denny
For our drama critics back in Belgium
God bless all of these nations and their customs to but compose
Revealing increasingly richness in taste
I know not whither in Hart Crane
It's insane in the powers that be and aim instant
Of summer-like weather as one to enter a broken world
At the door use entreaties and the right answer
Regularly for the role of Hohalski
A matter of living.....
We Entreat And Implore
4-10-18
Of envoy our entreaty
We beseech thee and hope to teach thee
As to hold in my hand a desperate choice on deepened sea to trace the visionary
Where all five lights burn bright
As we learn the way that is right where wisdom
Hewn out her seven pillars by the flight of Icarus
And songs written about such an epic
For true and excellent speech
As to entreat and implore one to stop keeping track of the score
And take a step into the water while it is still dark
Where He begotten us again to a lively hope
In God's struggle for His existence in our lives of the widest awareness
On this Tennessee morning I purchase my own streetcar
And symbol of human reason
To an inheritance incorruptible
Reserved in heaven for you.....
Back In Bithynia
4-10-18
Back in Bithynia point to Pontus
Time is fleeting and I'm glad my cat is eating
Going Galatian caring in Capadocia aware of Asia
And more good sound for my fire
Next study for a cross that is still bloody from October
Of the year of '02
I see the me that is in you
For experience not ordinary as to oneself one remains true
Played back on a turntable in collections of Irene
As time begins for our carnal sins
Time is fleeting where she's taking a liking to her licking
In Alighieri human reasoning is self limited
Prepared for heaven for you and I
An unlimited source of knowledge in the books
As curious companions persist
I make early my list
Back in Bithynia.....
4-10-18
Radiating again in Australia
You're covered at least for now
In Sweden and Denmark and in Norway
Gods of poetry in earnest entreaty for another portion of pretzels
Running free back in Uragway in riches coconut onion in Rose Denny
For our drama critics back in Belgium
God bless all of these nations and their customs to but compose
Revealing increasingly richness in taste
I know not whither in Hart Crane
It's insane in the powers that be and aim instant
Of summer-like weather as one to enter a broken world
At the door use entreaties and the right answer
Regularly for the role of Hohalski
A matter of living.....
We Entreat And Implore
4-10-18
Of envoy our entreaty
We beseech thee and hope to teach thee
As to hold in my hand a desperate choice on deepened sea to trace the visionary
Where all five lights burn bright
As we learn the way that is right where wisdom
Hewn out her seven pillars by the flight of Icarus
And songs written about such an epic
For true and excellent speech
As to entreat and implore one to stop keeping track of the score
And take a step into the water while it is still dark
Where He begotten us again to a lively hope
In God's struggle for His existence in our lives of the widest awareness
On this Tennessee morning I purchase my own streetcar
And symbol of human reason
To an inheritance incorruptible
Reserved in heaven for you.....
Back In Bithynia
4-10-18
Back in Bithynia point to Pontus
Time is fleeting and I'm glad my cat is eating
Going Galatian caring in Capadocia aware of Asia
And more good sound for my fire
Next study for a cross that is still bloody from October
Of the year of '02
I see the me that is in you
For experience not ordinary as to oneself one remains true
Played back on a turntable in collections of Irene
As time begins for our carnal sins
Time is fleeting where she's taking a liking to her licking
In Alighieri human reasoning is self limited
Prepared for heaven for you and I
An unlimited source of knowledge in the books
As curious companions persist
I make early my list
Back in Bithynia.....
bidding
At Bidding Speed
4-10-18
Up extra early and no such flurry
Addicted to curry
Alma despises to call repentance with Angolic year
And God grants teachers for all nations
As we need take more short vacations
Let him that hath understanding reckon the number of perfection
Our good old seven with the voice of thunder
As I ought to be content with the things that He allotted me
In the hand of Jershon in the stillness of the we hours
And the epilogue of the pen's powers
As being watched keenly as being botched meanly
Yea, in the borders round about
Coffee is soon served
I need to stop mentioning it
O, my bad agency as contained in early morning weal
Proving fair weather yet to come on Friday
Calling for high seventies as it is my way.....
Wells
4-10-18
We welcome our missionary enterprise
For space and sources of human danger and a beautiful people
By charm of earliest birds with thee conversing
I forget all time with intellects unmistakable as such
Doth mouth away like butterfly wings ere we do discover ourselves afresh
And thus ends the fifteenth year of the judges
Like sugar free and strange tastes our gems of heaven and starry train
Back in Transylvania out upon it in need for another fix
The enemy is up to his same old tricks
O, why so pale by the wall as we can but yet thirst
All part of the plan
Thirty five million miles away
We are not alone....
Envoy
4-10-18
Last night's crazy dreams are today's wonders
Yea, the cry of the widows mourning for souls of daughters
Tens of thousands fell in such slaughters as seaward early morning star of hope will
When looking well we cannot leave it alone to suffer
Devil take her and lowly are the heavens to us
And as monkeys to shock far gone in its cooling
O, who are we fooling?
Where eagles dare quit but quit not for to share
O, why so pale and wan
In a time of much prayer and fasting
And early morning satiety outlasting in Episcopal Rectories
Many are fed of potatoes and ham as fettered to her eye
Enlightened by the envoy in retaliation and in summary.....
4-10-18
Up extra early and no such flurry
Addicted to curry
Alma despises to call repentance with Angolic year
And God grants teachers for all nations
As we need take more short vacations
Let him that hath understanding reckon the number of perfection
Our good old seven with the voice of thunder
As I ought to be content with the things that He allotted me
In the hand of Jershon in the stillness of the we hours
And the epilogue of the pen's powers
As being watched keenly as being botched meanly
Yea, in the borders round about
Coffee is soon served
I need to stop mentioning it
O, my bad agency as contained in early morning weal
Proving fair weather yet to come on Friday
Calling for high seventies as it is my way.....
Wells
4-10-18
We welcome our missionary enterprise
For space and sources of human danger and a beautiful people
By charm of earliest birds with thee conversing
I forget all time with intellects unmistakable as such
Doth mouth away like butterfly wings ere we do discover ourselves afresh
And thus ends the fifteenth year of the judges
Like sugar free and strange tastes our gems of heaven and starry train
Back in Transylvania out upon it in need for another fix
The enemy is up to his same old tricks
O, why so pale by the wall as we can but yet thirst
All part of the plan
Thirty five million miles away
We are not alone....
Envoy
4-10-18
Last night's crazy dreams are today's wonders
Yea, the cry of the widows mourning for souls of daughters
Tens of thousands fell in such slaughters as seaward early morning star of hope will
When looking well we cannot leave it alone to suffer
Devil take her and lowly are the heavens to us
And as monkeys to shock far gone in its cooling
O, who are we fooling?
Where eagles dare quit but quit not for to share
O, why so pale and wan
In a time of much prayer and fasting
And early morning satiety outlasting in Episcopal Rectories
Many are fed of potatoes and ham as fettered to her eye
Enlightened by the envoy in retaliation and in summary.....
Sunday, July 29, 2018
bread
Our Weekly Bread
4-9-18
For buried money we tried to dig
But it was only a rumor
So I play that archive over again
Remembering Christmas of the year of '04
I was as privilaged as a whore
As we's divide the spoils getting the gist of it
And feel the Spirit all around
That some today do suffer
And it's exciting just to write about it
As if I still doubt it as prescribed
Dame to lead from balconies made mahogany
As Joshua rends his garments
Shine with a brother all of the same bread
For pleasure mingles with the pain of regrets
We weep tonight in dreams of learning how to cry again
Of violet star-shaped flowers propagating in livelihood our sustenence
Where we break bread and renew all covenants.....
.....That He Is Full.....
4-9-18
Darkness moves on all
Like that old school shopping mall from grace we fall
And soon you give me a call
And process of sustaining even more is asked of you
How long will it be ere you believe it to be true
The land is a good land and I have seen it
One more star rises on the west horizon
Therefore it is a planet
When she moves as such as to disinherit mine unbelief
That I can do all things
God is with us
Fear it not
Where carcasses fall in the wilderness
Pardon, I beseech thee mine iniquity
Give it just an hour and a half for our God is longsuffering
And slow to wrath joining our land of Bountiful
Even to the exhausting today of the strength poured into just this
My testimony clearly stated as I turn and shrug to thy our own hearts....
This We Do (To Redefine The Distance)
4-9-18
This we do unto you
No such kill out of her as did our good old Blue
Numbered among those whom crossed over into the land of spirits
I believe it is true thinking about eternity passed
Even if I don't remember it in clear raging rivers and lovers' twin
To choose to both lose and win
As one to land on Mars in dreams of existing amongst twinkling stars
As if down at the cul-de-sac
I walk soon again for vision true
Inheriting the land of Jershon
Gazing up into the crescent also distinguished for their zeal
To but serve seeking out knowledge as if hidden treasures
Alma can relate in love and hate of the market in a land of my own ruin
That only seems to be in what seems to be with me
As cosigned to this weal....
4-9-18
For buried money we tried to dig
But it was only a rumor
So I play that archive over again
Remembering Christmas of the year of '04
I was as privilaged as a whore
As we's divide the spoils getting the gist of it
And feel the Spirit all around
That some today do suffer
And it's exciting just to write about it
As if I still doubt it as prescribed
Dame to lead from balconies made mahogany
As Joshua rends his garments
Shine with a brother all of the same bread
For pleasure mingles with the pain of regrets
We weep tonight in dreams of learning how to cry again
Of violet star-shaped flowers propagating in livelihood our sustenence
Where we break bread and renew all covenants.....
.....That He Is Full.....
4-9-18
Darkness moves on all
Like that old school shopping mall from grace we fall
And soon you give me a call
And process of sustaining even more is asked of you
How long will it be ere you believe it to be true
The land is a good land and I have seen it
One more star rises on the west horizon
Therefore it is a planet
When she moves as such as to disinherit mine unbelief
That I can do all things
God is with us
Fear it not
Where carcasses fall in the wilderness
Pardon, I beseech thee mine iniquity
Give it just an hour and a half for our God is longsuffering
And slow to wrath joining our land of Bountiful
Even to the exhausting today of the strength poured into just this
My testimony clearly stated as I turn and shrug to thy our own hearts....
This We Do (To Redefine The Distance)
4-9-18
This we do unto you
No such kill out of her as did our good old Blue
Numbered among those whom crossed over into the land of spirits
I believe it is true thinking about eternity passed
Even if I don't remember it in clear raging rivers and lovers' twin
To choose to both lose and win
As one to land on Mars in dreams of existing amongst twinkling stars
As if down at the cul-de-sac
I walk soon again for vision true
Inheriting the land of Jershon
Gazing up into the crescent also distinguished for their zeal
To but serve seeking out knowledge as if hidden treasures
Alma can relate in love and hate of the market in a land of my own ruin
That only seems to be in what seems to be with me
As cosigned to this weal....
next cup
Tore Up (Over My Next Cup)
4-9-18
In verbatim of therapy
The treatment can feel like torture
When one is off the main topic
They cut me off tore up over my next cup
Yea, I know I am nothing without Him
Let us glory yea, for the newly found pronunciation
The smallest part which I now feel
Soon time to get real
Time for a clean shave
As if to take pride in my Uncle Dave
Knowing from whom I have learned it
And in God's strength I can do all things today with ten dollars in change
Being ready in and out of season
The sky is no longer the limit
Given a ticket to the moon
Time to go there soon
Blessing toward all children of men
For exhortation by way of pen
Now do ye remember
Yea, so it is as it was
No, don't push the river......
Four Dubois
4-9-18
For our catalogue congress card number
And paper made from fallen lumber in how it feels inside
Be it fresh sadness and joy as to thresh all fields to employ of liable philosophy
Pick the first twenty hands you see and twenty containers of yogurt
And ten TV dinners
Pick winners as becoming a public figure
Don't forget the sugar
All for Blanche Dubois
The haggard and the fragile and a list to follow
Of scandal reciprocated
And crude brother in law of a future made bright
And I might take a walk over and greet somebody
When we're all at sea
I know book crazy today and tomorrow
For joy and sorrow
Honest Engine
4-9-18
Exceedingly wroth for lukewarm broth
Today I go the distance
Many are the afflictions of the righteous
Commanding Ammon to lead them to the land of Jeshom
But I could be wrong and I believe the Book stands true in things spoken
Ones true token
It takes me way back in my time
As involvement is no more aught diminished
Called upon to write true confessions
I'm forty-four and I never had it like you
For streetcars turning left on East Market Street down to my soul
How honest will I be about it
In and out of the sandbox
She kicks more on the floor
So I run a vacuum for philosophy viable
And another good day at it
Stirring them up with newfangled doctrine
It is true just as well
Our hearts are not to blame by His mercies....
In Perls (Anti-Nephi-Lehi)
4-9-18
Winning the Donaldson Award for the chiefest
Of what we bring to the table
Let it rain all night for Sister Venus
Someone I never met in person
Comprehending all things leading Anti-Nephi-Lehi to safety
Upon higher ground according to desires of our friends
It never ends but I have pride in what I do in the joy of Ammon and Fredrick S. Perls
My hair naturally curls
This is a faithful saying
And I'm just playing a similar intro of such crescendo as implicated
They blew it up as they burn it down
This we will do unto our brothers from the sky
And poets deceased we will one day meet
To colaborate in the place of our joyful meeting
Telling you so you can tell what you have seen and heard
Exhausting more strength to give me yet more to yet follow....
4-9-18
In verbatim of therapy
The treatment can feel like torture
When one is off the main topic
They cut me off tore up over my next cup
Yea, I know I am nothing without Him
Let us glory yea, for the newly found pronunciation
The smallest part which I now feel
Soon time to get real
Time for a clean shave
As if to take pride in my Uncle Dave
Knowing from whom I have learned it
And in God's strength I can do all things today with ten dollars in change
Being ready in and out of season
The sky is no longer the limit
Given a ticket to the moon
Time to go there soon
Blessing toward all children of men
For exhortation by way of pen
Now do ye remember
Yea, so it is as it was
No, don't push the river......
Four Dubois
4-9-18
For our catalogue congress card number
And paper made from fallen lumber in how it feels inside
Be it fresh sadness and joy as to thresh all fields to employ of liable philosophy
Pick the first twenty hands you see and twenty containers of yogurt
And ten TV dinners
Pick winners as becoming a public figure
Don't forget the sugar
All for Blanche Dubois
The haggard and the fragile and a list to follow
Of scandal reciprocated
And crude brother in law of a future made bright
And I might take a walk over and greet somebody
When we're all at sea
I know book crazy today and tomorrow
For joy and sorrow
Honest Engine
4-9-18
Exceedingly wroth for lukewarm broth
Today I go the distance
Many are the afflictions of the righteous
Commanding Ammon to lead them to the land of Jeshom
But I could be wrong and I believe the Book stands true in things spoken
Ones true token
It takes me way back in my time
As involvement is no more aught diminished
Called upon to write true confessions
I'm forty-four and I never had it like you
For streetcars turning left on East Market Street down to my soul
How honest will I be about it
In and out of the sandbox
She kicks more on the floor
So I run a vacuum for philosophy viable
And another good day at it
Stirring them up with newfangled doctrine
It is true just as well
Our hearts are not to blame by His mercies....
In Perls (Anti-Nephi-Lehi)
4-9-18
Winning the Donaldson Award for the chiefest
Of what we bring to the table
Let it rain all night for Sister Venus
Someone I never met in person
Comprehending all things leading Anti-Nephi-Lehi to safety
Upon higher ground according to desires of our friends
It never ends but I have pride in what I do in the joy of Ammon and Fredrick S. Perls
My hair naturally curls
This is a faithful saying
And I'm just playing a similar intro of such crescendo as implicated
They blew it up as they burn it down
This we will do unto our brothers from the sky
And poets deceased we will one day meet
To colaborate in the place of our joyful meeting
Telling you so you can tell what you have seen and heard
Exhausting more strength to give me yet more to yet follow....
tobes
Our Tobes
4-9-18
For the tobes of heaven
We are to bring the light unto the world
In Italian fair ladies for out stallion as to accentuate it
In happy hours go the distance
Logging onto Holocomputer where Billy Jean waits patiently
For holographic experience riding across these desert sand
In myriads with the planets' conspiracies
No way back to the so-called norm for today staying warm
As to shrink our passengers
You'll know just what to do for what ever it is worth
Into the blue well known
We don't need to go it alone
In our security counsel not carved in stone
And subsequent vaporization of morning dew and sunlight
Trying to get a hold of you
So that the Spirit can tell us what we ought to do about propriety force....
By Its Own Design
4-9-18
Let your life proceed by its own design
Either this or do something to change the way you're going
In much to be knowing
Looking for their good qualities in reflections
Night, the cherry on top loving His appealing might
As well to say it this afternoon making us clean thereby through the gauge in the sky
Coast to coast rejoice and boast
Arriving in Vancouver
I'd do it all again by Rematerial Station
And very short vacations and our apt description
Let us stain our swords no more with the blood of the slain
Vouching and covenanting at the chime of ten
Making this worn clean thereby and clear as a morning sky
For its purification safe within the womb in premortal existence
Choosing to take the chance at life again
For aching silences....
On Alma 25:12
4-9-18
Asking for another blessing
To steer clear of my smoky atmosphere in everyday words
And new constructions as to make a fine connection
You can see that the Book of Mormon is true as Clardi Aptly states it
That God hates it not O, dove la resina for MacAllister by the lion of violence and ambition
Seeing another Further Festival in dreams of finding a good seat
In the martyrdom of so called safety today
I get my food and add airtime to my phone for Caleb of Jophunneh
Taking a simple seed by the she-wolf of inconsistance
Always go before you go and never mind that blemish on my cheek
As Lamanite aggression spreads
Say a blessing upon the Dead and we are again smashed.....
Scattering The Seed Of Amulon
4-9-18
Cutting on your main man
Some slack and bear the bruise of burning flack as shepherds are driven
And the slain are one day resurrected scattering the seed of Amulon
Keep on shining by the words of Abinadi where we are hunted down like game
In Jesus' name not to overpower us but to with gifts soon shower us
By the symbol of human reason
She doesn't want to leave my side so I adjust what lieth toward
My north studying space on a sofa used as a scriptorium
In and out of my garbage pail for ships that come from the sea
In all good company and the work to set my hands free
In pearls we find it afresh in books of real people dress Gestalt
Don't miss it! Come see us! Let us glory!
4-9-18
For the tobes of heaven
We are to bring the light unto the world
In Italian fair ladies for out stallion as to accentuate it
In happy hours go the distance
Logging onto Holocomputer where Billy Jean waits patiently
For holographic experience riding across these desert sand
In myriads with the planets' conspiracies
No way back to the so-called norm for today staying warm
As to shrink our passengers
You'll know just what to do for what ever it is worth
Into the blue well known
We don't need to go it alone
In our security counsel not carved in stone
And subsequent vaporization of morning dew and sunlight
Trying to get a hold of you
So that the Spirit can tell us what we ought to do about propriety force....
By Its Own Design
4-9-18
Let your life proceed by its own design
Either this or do something to change the way you're going
In much to be knowing
Looking for their good qualities in reflections
Night, the cherry on top loving His appealing might
As well to say it this afternoon making us clean thereby through the gauge in the sky
Coast to coast rejoice and boast
Arriving in Vancouver
I'd do it all again by Rematerial Station
And very short vacations and our apt description
Let us stain our swords no more with the blood of the slain
Vouching and covenanting at the chime of ten
Making this worn clean thereby and clear as a morning sky
For its purification safe within the womb in premortal existence
Choosing to take the chance at life again
For aching silences....
On Alma 25:12
4-9-18
Asking for another blessing
To steer clear of my smoky atmosphere in everyday words
And new constructions as to make a fine connection
You can see that the Book of Mormon is true as Clardi Aptly states it
That God hates it not O, dove la resina for MacAllister by the lion of violence and ambition
Seeing another Further Festival in dreams of finding a good seat
In the martyrdom of so called safety today
I get my food and add airtime to my phone for Caleb of Jophunneh
Taking a simple seed by the she-wolf of inconsistance
Always go before you go and never mind that blemish on my cheek
As Lamanite aggression spreads
Say a blessing upon the Dead and we are again smashed.....
Scattering The Seed Of Amulon
4-9-18
Cutting on your main man
Some slack and bear the bruise of burning flack as shepherds are driven
And the slain are one day resurrected scattering the seed of Amulon
Keep on shining by the words of Abinadi where we are hunted down like game
In Jesus' name not to overpower us but to with gifts soon shower us
By the symbol of human reason
She doesn't want to leave my side so I adjust what lieth toward
My north studying space on a sofa used as a scriptorium
In and out of my garbage pail for ships that come from the sea
In all good company and the work to set my hands free
In pearls we find it afresh in books of real people dress Gestalt
Don't miss it! Come see us! Let us glory!
Saturday, July 28, 2018
deliberative
Deliberative
4-9-18
Saved from the water
Found in an ark of bulrushes
In remembrances of my first crushes
Differing there from error
But we can never tell brutal as despisers
Not we for a pal you count on
I am already a member in God
The timeless in Davidic nature beloved running aground
Viewing new interstate cars loving his appearing to exhort and rebuke
Where all things are new as to spew it from a pen of blue
O, chorister where is your vestment for another thirty dollar investment
As sanctioned by a court but not as our last resort
Good for a laugh and a good hug
As catching her new name
Gremlakin
As our Quorum yesterday was more than thirteen
As judicial fair and impartial decreed and sanctioned by provincial legislature
Back in Canada.....
Atropine Revisited
4-9-18
Daybreak on the land
The sun attempts to make the scene
In prosaic equipment we learn to ramble all over again
And set free this blue pen as to reflect and reevaluate the week
To the enactment of laws
God must have known that I like feet
But I will not covet for any sort of atropine
Run me round the corner
Don't think too far ahead of yourself
In the qualities of your beauty
It is your privelege and Christian duty
In my want of nightshade in our capitalist and business enterprises
Liberal to serve for a temporary setback
Backdoor bleached as studied and marked by conscious effect
And you to will resurrect
Deliberated......
4-9-18
Saved from the water
Found in an ark of bulrushes
In remembrances of my first crushes
Differing there from error
But we can never tell brutal as despisers
Not we for a pal you count on
I am already a member in God
The timeless in Davidic nature beloved running aground
Viewing new interstate cars loving his appearing to exhort and rebuke
Where all things are new as to spew it from a pen of blue
O, chorister where is your vestment for another thirty dollar investment
As sanctioned by a court but not as our last resort
Good for a laugh and a good hug
As catching her new name
Gremlakin
As our Quorum yesterday was more than thirteen
As judicial fair and impartial decreed and sanctioned by provincial legislature
Back in Canada.....
Atropine Revisited
4-9-18
Daybreak on the land
The sun attempts to make the scene
In prosaic equipment we learn to ramble all over again
And set free this blue pen as to reflect and reevaluate the week
To the enactment of laws
God must have known that I like feet
But I will not covet for any sort of atropine
Run me round the corner
Don't think too far ahead of yourself
In the qualities of your beauty
It is your privelege and Christian duty
In my want of nightshade in our capitalist and business enterprises
Liberal to serve for a temporary setback
Backdoor bleached as studied and marked by conscious effect
And you to will resurrect
Deliberated......
approved
Path Of An Approved Servant
4-9-18
She advises to stay true to the me that is in you
And I put a little bit of everyone in my pail
And so in a sense our affair goes over well
Storing up for ourselves a good foundation in fertile soil
Lucid and compelling I highly recommend it
O, look inside to see that ones gift is his work
For the priesthood I salute thee for nuggets of wisdom
And egg whites powerful and visionary
In Arabian breezes the ground once more freezes
As we are drenched in sand grand
What is committed taking up suckling
Ere shall we discover in "Knock on wood"
Part one clad in three coveted hats by insufficient evidence
In playful faximile
She thinks she's a kitten again in her senility
Good sign armed with a javelin
Under Melchizedec....
Desiring To See You Soon
4-9-18
First visit to Lystra as to be converted for the third time
In an amazing adventure but not just to get there
Adrenalin mad of more area than Cape Coral and Fort Myers
And many musical discoveries as to dwell with Lois and Eunice
Under eternity ink of blue for the incorruptibility
And a dream of cheating in the household of Oneisphorus
Finding ourselves careening
God have me to know good success today in going out to get it
O, Word of peril and blues for the Christ in us all servants approved
In a day of apostacy and my desire to see you in introductions and salutations
Reaching my time of accountability
Play two more archives then head on out
As He seeks me out zealously heard from among many witnesses
In symmetries and corespondences.....
This Is A Faithful Saying
4-9-18
All for Turkey Hill mint tea of her good quality
I like it too apart from our contemporaries
No longer materialistic soon again to partake of the sacrament
And come to see what it means to me next Sunday for this reason today
I will triumph as persuaded
Grant to him all travelling mercies
I still see my cobra on the wall in the light shining upon us
Where Del is still balding and I try to block out the noise able to keep what is committed
As acquitted like a scarf knitted
Maybe it is the knowing in ones spiritual growing
Opening the door for the paperboy
Get along the sunset yea, indeed what you want is often what you need
For apostacy predicted and to restoration addicted
God is faithful as to continue in all that we learn....
4-9-18
She advises to stay true to the me that is in you
And I put a little bit of everyone in my pail
And so in a sense our affair goes over well
Storing up for ourselves a good foundation in fertile soil
Lucid and compelling I highly recommend it
O, look inside to see that ones gift is his work
For the priesthood I salute thee for nuggets of wisdom
And egg whites powerful and visionary
In Arabian breezes the ground once more freezes
As we are drenched in sand grand
What is committed taking up suckling
Ere shall we discover in "Knock on wood"
Part one clad in three coveted hats by insufficient evidence
In playful faximile
She thinks she's a kitten again in her senility
Good sign armed with a javelin
Under Melchizedec....
Desiring To See You Soon
4-9-18
First visit to Lystra as to be converted for the third time
In an amazing adventure but not just to get there
Adrenalin mad of more area than Cape Coral and Fort Myers
And many musical discoveries as to dwell with Lois and Eunice
Under eternity ink of blue for the incorruptibility
And a dream of cheating in the household of Oneisphorus
Finding ourselves careening
God have me to know good success today in going out to get it
O, Word of peril and blues for the Christ in us all servants approved
In a day of apostacy and my desire to see you in introductions and salutations
Reaching my time of accountability
Play two more archives then head on out
As He seeks me out zealously heard from among many witnesses
In symmetries and corespondences.....
This Is A Faithful Saying
4-9-18
All for Turkey Hill mint tea of her good quality
I like it too apart from our contemporaries
No longer materialistic soon again to partake of the sacrament
And come to see what it means to me next Sunday for this reason today
I will triumph as persuaded
Grant to him all travelling mercies
I still see my cobra on the wall in the light shining upon us
Where Del is still balding and I try to block out the noise able to keep what is committed
As acquitted like a scarf knitted
Maybe it is the knowing in ones spiritual growing
Opening the door for the paperboy
Get along the sunset yea, indeed what you want is often what you need
For apostacy predicted and to restoration addicted
God is faithful as to continue in all that we learn....
hearse
Laureat Hearse
4-9-18
Consenting to wholesome words
We will be there soon to let our inspiration flow
For the priesthood saying a blessing upon another terrapin
For the elders that rule well counted of double honor
Laboring in doctrine and word by far not seen as absurd
As they cannot be bought or sold
Not too proud in knowing much
With my brothers I get back in touch
Of which accords with godliness all set for Quentin impervious
With renewal God give me good success in my shopping trip today
And all else I need to do about tomorrow
Obsessed not with disputes where the truth cannot contradict itself
For books upon my shelf looking towards manacles
As spaces are flooded with new light
Return Alpheus for good or ill again....
At Bidding Speed
4-9-18
Bid Amaranthi to knock soon on my door
Optimistic and healthy
Grateful even when not as such wealthy
And thou art the genius of the shore as floods not need be perilous
In nuptial song He made this place and they named it Gomorrah in wanton winds
As to interpose
Call it nine-thirty and hope for the best
For cowslips where Lycidus sunk low
O, ye dolphin waft warbling His Doris way to shoot the rapids
As the advantage of the sculptural cut your man some slack
Ere he shall discover yet another lover as beggars can always dream of better days
For baseball bashes at bidding speed as to prove it.....
To Love Thee More
4-9-18
Warm up daily for the latter in all Pythagoreans
In something of sometimes dancing in the boulevards
By our square root It's music after all with thee conversing
Given another roadblock in Marcusiss and Goldmund
It's music after all for all seasons and their charge for many faces froward
Roll it away and get on with the day
Back into my other life at home base
Where I forget about time for awhile as to prove fair weather
Roll it away
It must have been the roses
Never to keep the law of Moses in sins clearly evident
Come injunction timely today I push her down
And she jumps right back up again
Next door watching them slaughter the ram without blemish
For briny billows blessed.....
For The Sound Of Jackhammers
4-9-18
Heeding warning to a good minister
Everybody's dancing as so the sun goes down in honey
And I go out to get my money
As balls of lightning roll along
Keep on singing in your own octave for initiation vanilla
As we mind cool breezes
O, guard what is committed as signals are given
And the tenements are doing something for another change
In deals of fragile thunder keeping time of hope and trust that we need not return to the dust
In swift undertow
Yea, happy lullaby sing soft and true
Enter Absalom and exit twilight
Guard that which is committed waiting to be born
As truth cannot contradict it in weeks gone by
Wherein we are content
As some hath strayed......
4-9-18
Consenting to wholesome words
We will be there soon to let our inspiration flow
For the priesthood saying a blessing upon another terrapin
For the elders that rule well counted of double honor
Laboring in doctrine and word by far not seen as absurd
As they cannot be bought or sold
Not too proud in knowing much
With my brothers I get back in touch
Of which accords with godliness all set for Quentin impervious
With renewal God give me good success in my shopping trip today
And all else I need to do about tomorrow
Obsessed not with disputes where the truth cannot contradict itself
For books upon my shelf looking towards manacles
As spaces are flooded with new light
Return Alpheus for good or ill again....
At Bidding Speed
4-9-18
Bid Amaranthi to knock soon on my door
Optimistic and healthy
Grateful even when not as such wealthy
And thou art the genius of the shore as floods not need be perilous
In nuptial song He made this place and they named it Gomorrah in wanton winds
As to interpose
Call it nine-thirty and hope for the best
For cowslips where Lycidus sunk low
O, ye dolphin waft warbling His Doris way to shoot the rapids
As the advantage of the sculptural cut your man some slack
Ere he shall discover yet another lover as beggars can always dream of better days
For baseball bashes at bidding speed as to prove it.....
To Love Thee More
4-9-18
Warm up daily for the latter in all Pythagoreans
In something of sometimes dancing in the boulevards
By our square root It's music after all with thee conversing
Given another roadblock in Marcusiss and Goldmund
It's music after all for all seasons and their charge for many faces froward
Roll it away and get on with the day
Back into my other life at home base
Where I forget about time for awhile as to prove fair weather
Roll it away
It must have been the roses
Never to keep the law of Moses in sins clearly evident
Come injunction timely today I push her down
And she jumps right back up again
Next door watching them slaughter the ram without blemish
For briny billows blessed.....
For The Sound Of Jackhammers
4-9-18
Heeding warning to a good minister
Everybody's dancing as so the sun goes down in honey
And I go out to get my money
As balls of lightning roll along
Keep on singing in your own octave for initiation vanilla
As we mind cool breezes
O, guard what is committed as signals are given
And the tenements are doing something for another change
In deals of fragile thunder keeping time of hope and trust that we need not return to the dust
In swift undertow
Yea, happy lullaby sing soft and true
Enter Absalom and exit twilight
Guard that which is committed waiting to be born
As truth cannot contradict it in weeks gone by
Wherein we are content
As some hath strayed......
citizen
World Citizen (By Jordan)
4-9-18
Our Ammorites in the mountains
Our Jebusites drinking from other fountains
Yea, let us return our swords
Slept in till six due to crazy dreams as God has His goodness
For my birthday more reams that we might not perish
As to rejoice in vainglory in paper and plastic I cherish
Down in Albany Faulkner does it for me again
All by fodder for the pen for Vintage Books
Our division of narrow house amongst the spores with high hopes
All for Charles Mallison greeting Gavin and Gowan
Longing for the restraunt run by Matliff
Tell me just what my life means for gifts and greens
Feeling another man of means by the coast of Joram
Yea, by the lee surely in flows with milk and honey
In our cosmopolite......
Our Varters
4-9-18
God provides a latter first step taken by faith
And the second by our champion
Where it's lonely at the top as flow is our clerk
And we put it back to work
As of worldwide distribution our cosmopolite
Fall on your knees today
And God bless our executives vested by synapses in Prenchman's bed
Are varters not just another local Belle throughout the whole form
Under asp and elm good report
Priests of good hearts for the wreckage of the epilogue
Where government upon His shoulders is vested
Come execution of our administration for infusonia under a microscope
To see it clearly there
Is hope ready to welcome our missionary enterprise as vested
Where intellects write and we make it last....
Carnations Redeemed And Sanctified
4-9-18
With curiosity piqued I look for books by Carl Sandburg on Lincoln
O, get out of the ivory and God have mercy on the assassin
As to visit general Fredricksburg at Antietam for His society of Taiwen
Down a side-street towards the fairgrounds
This is a fruitful saying for our fateful delaying
As created from the rib our well rehearsed truth telling machine
We meet giants of cows of Anok fair and carnations decreed and sanctioned
And inalienable our acts heralded as to strut down Eastern Boulevard under supervisors
And messengers as so sing morning tanagers
Much more to see in the creature of God's double feature
Inflicted....
On First Timothy 5:18
4-9-18
As a prophet on the west coast
I know I'm going to shine
Worthy of all acceptance
Light my way and make paths straight
Literally the faith meeting Coldfield
Seeing her as fair at first blush
O, could it be a crush
I'm in no hurry
Exhort her as a sister
If you want the love to be pure
In ode and eulogy our epitaph of undefeat
In His mansion O, Poetess Laureate with stubborn recalcitrance
On one summer day where the tradewinds swept us away till I come
Give attention to reading as the laborer is worthy of his wages
And out there this morning I take my chances to hear the first birdsong
Yet to muzzle the ox as it treads out of the grain....
4-9-18
Our Ammorites in the mountains
Our Jebusites drinking from other fountains
Yea, let us return our swords
Slept in till six due to crazy dreams as God has His goodness
For my birthday more reams that we might not perish
As to rejoice in vainglory in paper and plastic I cherish
Down in Albany Faulkner does it for me again
All by fodder for the pen for Vintage Books
Our division of narrow house amongst the spores with high hopes
All for Charles Mallison greeting Gavin and Gowan
Longing for the restraunt run by Matliff
Tell me just what my life means for gifts and greens
Feeling another man of means by the coast of Joram
Yea, by the lee surely in flows with milk and honey
In our cosmopolite......
Our Varters
4-9-18
God provides a latter first step taken by faith
And the second by our champion
Where it's lonely at the top as flow is our clerk
And we put it back to work
As of worldwide distribution our cosmopolite
Fall on your knees today
And God bless our executives vested by synapses in Prenchman's bed
Are varters not just another local Belle throughout the whole form
Under asp and elm good report
Priests of good hearts for the wreckage of the epilogue
Where government upon His shoulders is vested
Come execution of our administration for infusonia under a microscope
To see it clearly there
Is hope ready to welcome our missionary enterprise as vested
Where intellects write and we make it last....
Carnations Redeemed And Sanctified
4-9-18
With curiosity piqued I look for books by Carl Sandburg on Lincoln
O, get out of the ivory and God have mercy on the assassin
As to visit general Fredricksburg at Antietam for His society of Taiwen
Down a side-street towards the fairgrounds
This is a fruitful saying for our fateful delaying
As created from the rib our well rehearsed truth telling machine
We meet giants of cows of Anok fair and carnations decreed and sanctioned
And inalienable our acts heralded as to strut down Eastern Boulevard under supervisors
And messengers as so sing morning tanagers
Much more to see in the creature of God's double feature
Inflicted....
On First Timothy 5:18
4-9-18
As a prophet on the west coast
I know I'm going to shine
Worthy of all acceptance
Light my way and make paths straight
Literally the faith meeting Coldfield
Seeing her as fair at first blush
O, could it be a crush
I'm in no hurry
Exhort her as a sister
If you want the love to be pure
In ode and eulogy our epitaph of undefeat
In His mansion O, Poetess Laureate with stubborn recalcitrance
On one summer day where the tradewinds swept us away till I come
Give attention to reading as the laborer is worthy of his wages
And out there this morning I take my chances to hear the first birdsong
Yet to muzzle the ox as it treads out of the grain....
pawning
Pawning It Off Again
4-8-18
Having another good one
Holding items up to but pawn
Out on the frost lawn
As we find our ears are more than just hearing
Soon time to change my coat for on and off covering
This one is on Jesus and He knows what we go through
Making first official contact with something strange
As to but rearrange on May front lawn
Power to you and another hour through you
O, reverened sire still stuck in the mire
And Sneyd of Yorkshire and Neidigh of San Antonia
Wait and trust as to once more misdirect
O, how I exclaim but not in shame
Not venturing outside into nature
But then again I might in the attempt
To verify these compositions....
Green Going Indigo
4-8-18
What do I make of it
Dizzy with eternity into the blue inkwell
Known struggling in aching silences partaking in God's sciences
Dividing up meat at Jefferson's
Not looking for a fight
Thank you and goodnight
As to climb into the fold
Jump in the water and learn to swim
Bring him back and search the image
O, fountain Arethuse as to pursue in hopes not to abuse
In a land with much opulence
And a nose hair looking red and ruddy
Hey, old good buddy full of penny wars of sleek panope
Wait fifteen minutes and step out to look for his black car
For blind mouths and deaf eyes
As members of one another
Go there again and weep no more
What do I make of it?
4-8-18
Having another good one
Holding items up to but pawn
Out on the frost lawn
As we find our ears are more than just hearing
Soon time to change my coat for on and off covering
This one is on Jesus and He knows what we go through
Making first official contact with something strange
As to but rearrange on May front lawn
Power to you and another hour through you
O, reverened sire still stuck in the mire
And Sneyd of Yorkshire and Neidigh of San Antonia
Wait and trust as to once more misdirect
O, how I exclaim but not in shame
Not venturing outside into nature
But then again I might in the attempt
To verify these compositions....
Green Going Indigo
4-8-18
What do I make of it
Dizzy with eternity into the blue inkwell
Known struggling in aching silences partaking in God's sciences
Dividing up meat at Jefferson's
Not looking for a fight
Thank you and goodnight
As to climb into the fold
Jump in the water and learn to swim
Bring him back and search the image
O, fountain Arethuse as to pursue in hopes not to abuse
In a land with much opulence
And a nose hair looking red and ruddy
Hey, old good buddy full of penny wars of sleek panope
Wait fifteen minutes and step out to look for his black car
For blind mouths and deaf eyes
As members of one another
Go there again and weep no more
What do I make of it?
Friday, July 27, 2018
north
North, Welcome
4-8-18
God is manifested in the flesh
Why do we yet but fear?
As somewhat troubled in mind for our differences
Adrenalin-mad there she goes again from wall to wall
Where Aaron teaches
We thought this passion was free
Step on out to bless the first birdsong
Twenty down four to go
A famous number of elders where I hear your secret heartbeat
And I am puzzled never again to be muzzled
In a happy crowd behold, O king
Are you getting the gist of it
Or are you only manipulating
Believest thou that He is?
As so He hath spoken it
Welcome to the north
O, welcome ye visitor
Yea, you are we
Take our places and pass onward
Through the border of Manti
Welcome, North, welcome....
Quentins (Out Of Nowhere)
4-8-18
All for three poplars under elms of entreat our piety of passion presented
By Cogswell there's a mess for you
Now clean it up as soon as she's done
Dream on brothers and soon turn on the music
Maybe trout steel behold I relinquish one more hour
In tunnels by way of train care of funnels
None of this will be in wait coming up quickly
By the tides of time and space loving the pool
But not only for its cover
As I lie dying sands are flowing
And the lies still have work to do
Mightier than us all in need
Running into that same gray brick wall
In your eyes I see the hunger to make that call
Back in Zarahemla in our idle paths
Our stranded members....
Northward (Desolation)
4-8-18
O, land northward Desolation
Pressed quite proper and champagne from the root
For the bishop must be blameless but not quite more as nameless
Feeling better now that it's another beautiful morning as peopled in Omner
Enter, Absalom Yessum I rent this room for twenty-one years come tomorrow
Far east to west sea and no root in the poor religious freedom is proclaimed
In seven wounds in sixty cities yet to claim
Preached among the Gentiles in the snare with a good old notepad
Still dreaming considering fantastic advancements
Of incentives golden as to send our decrees where our love agrees
A bishop must be grave as to receive another dozen dreams
With no dinero to offer up today.....
Dreamers And Denizens
4-8-18
Fame is not a tree with deeper roots
Now that I put on my boots
Growing new skin every three months
As if I am a new me in Hinni
Ashes all fall down despite all the changes and challenges
Along the way beginning to have great success for dreamers and denizens
And the scream of the eagle on the fly
Talons scratch the sky taught of our records taking my chances out there
Dizzy with a ewe lamb easier to respect and to go where I am sent
In other parts of this land shadow boxing as reluctant to admit
Not ready to commit as thousands are brought to this knowledge
As today I go there to see
No use in covering it up but to confess freely
My filter and my cup
And briny billows of our day.....
4-8-18
God is manifested in the flesh
Why do we yet but fear?
As somewhat troubled in mind for our differences
Adrenalin-mad there she goes again from wall to wall
Where Aaron teaches
We thought this passion was free
Step on out to bless the first birdsong
Twenty down four to go
A famous number of elders where I hear your secret heartbeat
And I am puzzled never again to be muzzled
In a happy crowd behold, O king
Are you getting the gist of it
Or are you only manipulating
Believest thou that He is?
As so He hath spoken it
Welcome to the north
O, welcome ye visitor
Yea, you are we
Take our places and pass onward
Through the border of Manti
Welcome, North, welcome....
Quentins (Out Of Nowhere)
4-8-18
All for three poplars under elms of entreat our piety of passion presented
By Cogswell there's a mess for you
Now clean it up as soon as she's done
Dream on brothers and soon turn on the music
Maybe trout steel behold I relinquish one more hour
In tunnels by way of train care of funnels
None of this will be in wait coming up quickly
By the tides of time and space loving the pool
But not only for its cover
As I lie dying sands are flowing
And the lies still have work to do
Mightier than us all in need
Running into that same gray brick wall
In your eyes I see the hunger to make that call
Back in Zarahemla in our idle paths
Our stranded members....
Northward (Desolation)
4-8-18
O, land northward Desolation
Pressed quite proper and champagne from the root
For the bishop must be blameless but not quite more as nameless
Feeling better now that it's another beautiful morning as peopled in Omner
Enter, Absalom Yessum I rent this room for twenty-one years come tomorrow
Far east to west sea and no root in the poor religious freedom is proclaimed
In seven wounds in sixty cities yet to claim
Preached among the Gentiles in the snare with a good old notepad
Still dreaming considering fantastic advancements
Of incentives golden as to send our decrees where our love agrees
A bishop must be grave as to receive another dozen dreams
With no dinero to offer up today.....
Dreamers And Denizens
4-8-18
Fame is not a tree with deeper roots
Now that I put on my boots
Growing new skin every three months
As if I am a new me in Hinni
Ashes all fall down despite all the changes and challenges
Along the way beginning to have great success for dreamers and denizens
And the scream of the eagle on the fly
Talons scratch the sky taught of our records taking my chances out there
Dizzy with a ewe lamb easier to respect and to go where I am sent
In other parts of this land shadow boxing as reluctant to admit
Not ready to commit as thousands are brought to this knowledge
As today I go there to see
No use in covering it up but to confess freely
My filter and my cup
And briny billows of our day.....
lammergeier
Lammergeier
4-8-18
When silence strikes there's no turning back
Dark eyes blazing like our burning flack
Be ye of good courage yea, even unto heroic warfare against what was
In the undead within us to look through our eyes for unsounded chords of Evelyn
And wild repetition and a blemish I cannot deny in the valley cut down
Are clusters of grapes on miracles you can trust all for our lammergeier
We lay down our lives and learn to love according to God's plan and purpose
I admire your hymnal book as such retreats do spawn where curiosity piqued
And they are a beautiful people yet cosmopolite and widely distributed
You're good at least for now alright but not all the way right.....
Down On Harrison
4-8-18
When for a moment I incline an ear
To our Ardor classics good for writing these essays
Of conglomerations courageous in tumultous ruin
It's what I do
O, heat-ray down on Harrison
As it happens in surrey where we meet our thunder child
And the battle begins benign
Opening another cylinder for the Exodus from London to Paris
On her shell common prancing
Though in a place where iron sharpens iron
And it's a science of itself as creatures are bent on our destruction
In large type for easy reading and another interruption widely distributed
In how I fit in with the curate amongst the Jebusites in the mountains
And three hours remain
I didn't mean to slam the door....
My Wild Palms
4-8-18
First Timothy
Church order
Flying across the northern border
For warnings to a great minister where we are watched keenly
And I am yet carnal I confess as if to bless
Where bowels of mercy He knows just where I am weak
Of such a mixed blessing of more souvenirs committed to my trust
Son literally the child
What am I going to do tomorrow
In that I have a long list turned aside to idle talk
As one to learn again to walk
Making of me a mercenary in ones own amorous cycle
And ferocious eyes no longer a gentle one
Passionate and close
God give to me a good trip
O, strict Pharisee
Did you take that same dip?
Coldfield Opposite Quentin
4-8-18
As a man who walks alone
Today I don't need my telephone
By our unvanquished menotone and light in early April
While it is still quite cold
The story never gets old as applying this terrible Word
For spirits only seen in my cat's eyes taken and cast into exile thrice again
Greeting Coldfield and opposite Quentin and enter Absalom
In grim haggared arrayed voice at the chime of six
I claim my Rolls Royce tearing violently our plantation
For our literary profession
The spirit world is here and now all around us
For the shield of comfort coming without warning
Immovable but no more bearded
Enter Absalom on French architect
Build something new....
4-8-18
When silence strikes there's no turning back
Dark eyes blazing like our burning flack
Be ye of good courage yea, even unto heroic warfare against what was
In the undead within us to look through our eyes for unsounded chords of Evelyn
And wild repetition and a blemish I cannot deny in the valley cut down
Are clusters of grapes on miracles you can trust all for our lammergeier
We lay down our lives and learn to love according to God's plan and purpose
I admire your hymnal book as such retreats do spawn where curiosity piqued
And they are a beautiful people yet cosmopolite and widely distributed
You're good at least for now alright but not all the way right.....
Down On Harrison
4-8-18
When for a moment I incline an ear
To our Ardor classics good for writing these essays
Of conglomerations courageous in tumultous ruin
It's what I do
O, heat-ray down on Harrison
As it happens in surrey where we meet our thunder child
And the battle begins benign
Opening another cylinder for the Exodus from London to Paris
On her shell common prancing
Though in a place where iron sharpens iron
And it's a science of itself as creatures are bent on our destruction
In large type for easy reading and another interruption widely distributed
In how I fit in with the curate amongst the Jebusites in the mountains
And three hours remain
I didn't mean to slam the door....
My Wild Palms
4-8-18
First Timothy
Church order
Flying across the northern border
For warnings to a great minister where we are watched keenly
And I am yet carnal I confess as if to bless
Where bowels of mercy He knows just where I am weak
Of such a mixed blessing of more souvenirs committed to my trust
Son literally the child
What am I going to do tomorrow
In that I have a long list turned aside to idle talk
As one to learn again to walk
Making of me a mercenary in ones own amorous cycle
And ferocious eyes no longer a gentle one
Passionate and close
God give to me a good trip
O, strict Pharisee
Did you take that same dip?
Coldfield Opposite Quentin
4-8-18
As a man who walks alone
Today I don't need my telephone
By our unvanquished menotone and light in early April
While it is still quite cold
The story never gets old as applying this terrible Word
For spirits only seen in my cat's eyes taken and cast into exile thrice again
Greeting Coldfield and opposite Quentin and enter Absalom
In grim haggared arrayed voice at the chime of six
I claim my Rolls Royce tearing violently our plantation
For our literary profession
The spirit world is here and now all around us
For the shield of comfort coming without warning
Immovable but no more bearded
Enter Absalom on French architect
Build something new....
filigree
Filigree
4-8-18
Of filigree and gilt in a higher key
Good water is spilt as we turn the other way in handiwork
As to rearrange and gladly exchange but nothing strange
Not just another carton of orange juice
Time to turn it all over and face the real musick
Even in my wildest dreams I knew not the number of dreams I've been through
To print my material in the early morning as breakfast is not cereal
Where Moses calls Oshea of our own circle amorous in felicity
I know the dolorous greeting Talma by the narrow way
Saluting Ahima with much to do and say
As this division is expounded....
Clattering
4-8-18
Standing and rigid at nightmares statute
Treasuring up the pickles of us and the topic this morning
Is the conflict quite evident taking marginal notes on what is being said
By the Word I am fed
Of a certain woodedness we drive these nails
Into our own cross preaching to Amalekites in synagogues
Going back to the brethren as to wonder if I'm free
A sense to be intrigued in passing of thought Ani-Anti
Just to count the street corners stiffnecked into marble
To know I can believe in woven designs
And past tense sweetest wires
With heart loudly clattering for these words flattering
We are clothed and fed to know that Jesus is not dead.....
Executive Strategies
4-8-18
Back in Ani-Anti
The evil lives on and on
Given my moonchild
Much do I have to learn of her
To drink from the Ardagh challice and call her Alice
Here awaits the birth of a son as well it doesn't take me long to press dear
Seven knocks I answer the door
A little bit of faith goes a long way
For tension moving up a notch
It seems it never will be good enough
As honesty and integrity getting out of the office to circulate
Among the troops to gather ourselves together to worship
Building strong alliances defying all defiancies
Concerning His coming back with bravery
To take unjust criticism delicate and subtle so close together
Yet carnal for executive strategies in us...
At Saint Colombia
4-8-18
Where you cry out by the seventh witness
True to the me that matters
O, be it a matter of Anathoth
And ask for a cup of ice to have your favorite stuff on the rocks
Yet to see what will be in Tara breach of liturgical chalices
Preaching a vision to continually reaffirm
Time to get up and get dressed
O, gospel manuscripts heaven awaits on Earth as it is out there
As to encourage innovation and head on out with my leather jacket
Like a sugar packet
I stir her abounding with symbolism and Christian allegory
I hope to one day rest in peace for shadows dancing on the walls
At Saint Colombia the Book of Kells
And the story the prophet tells
Imperiled with the One....
4-8-18
Of filigree and gilt in a higher key
Good water is spilt as we turn the other way in handiwork
As to rearrange and gladly exchange but nothing strange
Not just another carton of orange juice
Time to turn it all over and face the real musick
Even in my wildest dreams I knew not the number of dreams I've been through
To print my material in the early morning as breakfast is not cereal
Where Moses calls Oshea of our own circle amorous in felicity
I know the dolorous greeting Talma by the narrow way
Saluting Ahima with much to do and say
As this division is expounded....
Clattering
4-8-18
Standing and rigid at nightmares statute
Treasuring up the pickles of us and the topic this morning
Is the conflict quite evident taking marginal notes on what is being said
By the Word I am fed
Of a certain woodedness we drive these nails
Into our own cross preaching to Amalekites in synagogues
Going back to the brethren as to wonder if I'm free
A sense to be intrigued in passing of thought Ani-Anti
Just to count the street corners stiffnecked into marble
To know I can believe in woven designs
And past tense sweetest wires
With heart loudly clattering for these words flattering
We are clothed and fed to know that Jesus is not dead.....
Executive Strategies
4-8-18
Back in Ani-Anti
The evil lives on and on
Given my moonchild
Much do I have to learn of her
To drink from the Ardagh challice and call her Alice
Here awaits the birth of a son as well it doesn't take me long to press dear
Seven knocks I answer the door
A little bit of faith goes a long way
For tension moving up a notch
It seems it never will be good enough
As honesty and integrity getting out of the office to circulate
Among the troops to gather ourselves together to worship
Building strong alliances defying all defiancies
Concerning His coming back with bravery
To take unjust criticism delicate and subtle so close together
Yet carnal for executive strategies in us...
At Saint Colombia
4-8-18
Where you cry out by the seventh witness
True to the me that matters
O, be it a matter of Anathoth
And ask for a cup of ice to have your favorite stuff on the rocks
Yet to see what will be in Tara breach of liturgical chalices
Preaching a vision to continually reaffirm
Time to get up and get dressed
O, gospel manuscripts heaven awaits on Earth as it is out there
As to encourage innovation and head on out with my leather jacket
Like a sugar packet
I stir her abounding with symbolism and Christian allegory
I hope to one day rest in peace for shadows dancing on the walls
At Saint Colombia the Book of Kells
And the story the prophet tells
Imperiled with the One....
Thursday, July 26, 2018
deft
Who Hath Deft
4-7-18
Live for today first and stay with it
Helping me to find what I want to know all about my higher self
What is that ye have spoken to be of salvation a true token
Of nature universal abounding in Christian metaphor
What is well known of schemes
Stocking flea collars
O, reverened sire when will you retire
For blind mouths as to mind anew of such sooner or later
We need to do something about it
One day at a time in the land of Ishmael
Dreaming of drunkedness without the sensation
We've got to go Fred so tomorrow get out the lead
I move a little closer where the deal to go down is mine
As cometh blind Fury
O, perfect witness be it so as such
And let's keep in touch in young swain
Who hath deft.....
Numbering Brethren
4-7-18
Numbering brethren like the digits on my left hand
We need someone to trust
As far as purblind eyes can see
Unto those I love like my own
As tomorrows are shared in devils' thoughts
Winds blow right through me in the midst of time
Stat with it as sadness is lifted for Ardagh chalices
And no such malices wanting us all to know of the blessings to partake of
For monymuck reliquary
Remember that you are the friend of nine in glittering foil
Anoint upon me the oil as I pray for the Spirit
And the understanding that follows four grams of protein
In a handful help yourself to some more
Treasuring up photographs of myself and me
Come fullness to describe this work without a reason
The rose is plucked in the Book of Kells as it sells.....
4-7-18
Live for today first and stay with it
Helping me to find what I want to know all about my higher self
What is that ye have spoken to be of salvation a true token
Of nature universal abounding in Christian metaphor
What is well known of schemes
Stocking flea collars
O, reverened sire when will you retire
For blind mouths as to mind anew of such sooner or later
We need to do something about it
One day at a time in the land of Ishmael
Dreaming of drunkedness without the sensation
We've got to go Fred so tomorrow get out the lead
I move a little closer where the deal to go down is mine
As cometh blind Fury
O, perfect witness be it so as such
And let's keep in touch in young swain
Who hath deft.....
Numbering Brethren
4-7-18
Numbering brethren like the digits on my left hand
We need someone to trust
As far as purblind eyes can see
Unto those I love like my own
As tomorrows are shared in devils' thoughts
Winds blow right through me in the midst of time
Stat with it as sadness is lifted for Ardagh chalices
And no such malices wanting us all to know of the blessings to partake of
For monymuck reliquary
Remember that you are the friend of nine in glittering foil
Anoint upon me the oil as I pray for the Spirit
And the understanding that follows four grams of protein
In a handful help yourself to some more
Treasuring up photographs of myself and me
Come fullness to describe this work without a reason
The rose is plucked in the Book of Kells as it sells.....
downtown
Downtown
4-7-18
On Chlorene Boulevard
The wicked take the truth to be hard
Namely me today for another glass shard
At first to begin again sunup lights out
I must reiterate to exhort us daily in testimony
I pray that your love will abound more and more
For what it's for
Because of legalism
And steer clear of triumphalism
Bold to speak the Word without fear
In the law that we should accomplish
And a prelude to mayonaise and honey mustard
On another good sandwich
Hard pressed between pleasure and spirituality
In no need to hide away
In the grandeur of ones own audacity
To come around again
O, Chlorene Boulevard
O, am I still lost somewhere downtown.....
Back In '02 (I Take Her In)
4-7-18
Slept in till seven today
Seeing through the eyes of the world
Just to say that it's okay according to ones desires to succeed
Boldly in our own stead highly exalted like a milkshake malted
Never again to as such be assaulted
Rejoicing in lowly service boasting in what we do to reach them
With our love
Let nothing be done through strife or vainglory
The real poem is always happening now down highway ninety-five
Into Charolette feeling alive as the pinpoint just how one will drive
For language and lull intensive effects
Greeting John Dillinger as to but see it where we go wrong
Back in the year of '02 I take her in
On the street of eternity blinded by the light of our eyes
Today I just do my thing for photographs as bookmarks and sand sharks.....
Syncope (As To Pursue It)
4-7-18
If it happens tomorrow
I'll just be honest about what seems to be going on
Rising, falling
Listening and calling
Preaching unto those of King Lamoni
As to write a million words a day
Even if by in thoughts
To express given the gift of contemplating
Zealous to observe such and with the ministers stay in touch
And be a missionary in my own way
Drifting closer to Him today
For Medeterranian tacos appearing complete as fodder for essays
Better written when I fast and pray and tomorrow renew my vows
Three of a kind
That's me and my brothers at the chime of ten
For robbery known as what we still hold onto firmly
Leaving Hazeroth to pitch tents in the wilderness of Paran
Yes, we can!
Death By Electrocution
4-7-18
As to desire persecution like electrocution
What a way to go brother Thomas
As to declare the Word when there's no one around
What will be found?
Three of a kind
They say this would be me
In times tight when I knew not to do right
Thank you and goodnight
All for crazy sorrow
You know where to find me
Going wrong
Ask me why and I say I own no suit and tie
As to pursue it closely renting room 208 in West Virginia
See the ward for what it is like
As somehow it seems to be sooner at the brook of Eschol
In valley and broken sleight of hand
To but mystify and all I can say is I don't know
Rehashing osprey sessions to see things anew of Zin and Rehob
Namely Oshea my thankful muse
Today you choose.....
4-7-18
On Chlorene Boulevard
The wicked take the truth to be hard
Namely me today for another glass shard
At first to begin again sunup lights out
I must reiterate to exhort us daily in testimony
I pray that your love will abound more and more
For what it's for
Because of legalism
And steer clear of triumphalism
Bold to speak the Word without fear
In the law that we should accomplish
And a prelude to mayonaise and honey mustard
On another good sandwich
Hard pressed between pleasure and spirituality
In no need to hide away
In the grandeur of ones own audacity
To come around again
O, Chlorene Boulevard
O, am I still lost somewhere downtown.....
Back In '02 (I Take Her In)
4-7-18
Slept in till seven today
Seeing through the eyes of the world
Just to say that it's okay according to ones desires to succeed
Boldly in our own stead highly exalted like a milkshake malted
Never again to as such be assaulted
Rejoicing in lowly service boasting in what we do to reach them
With our love
Let nothing be done through strife or vainglory
The real poem is always happening now down highway ninety-five
Into Charolette feeling alive as the pinpoint just how one will drive
For language and lull intensive effects
Greeting John Dillinger as to but see it where we go wrong
Back in the year of '02 I take her in
On the street of eternity blinded by the light of our eyes
Today I just do my thing for photographs as bookmarks and sand sharks.....
Syncope (As To Pursue It)
4-7-18
If it happens tomorrow
I'll just be honest about what seems to be going on
Rising, falling
Listening and calling
Preaching unto those of King Lamoni
As to write a million words a day
Even if by in thoughts
To express given the gift of contemplating
Zealous to observe such and with the ministers stay in touch
And be a missionary in my own way
Drifting closer to Him today
For Medeterranian tacos appearing complete as fodder for essays
Better written when I fast and pray and tomorrow renew my vows
Three of a kind
That's me and my brothers at the chime of ten
For robbery known as what we still hold onto firmly
Leaving Hazeroth to pitch tents in the wilderness of Paran
Yes, we can!
Death By Electrocution
4-7-18
As to desire persecution like electrocution
What a way to go brother Thomas
As to declare the Word when there's no one around
What will be found?
Three of a kind
They say this would be me
In times tight when I knew not to do right
Thank you and goodnight
All for crazy sorrow
You know where to find me
Going wrong
Ask me why and I say I own no suit and tie
As to pursue it closely renting room 208 in West Virginia
See the ward for what it is like
As somehow it seems to be sooner at the brook of Eschol
In valley and broken sleight of hand
To but mystify and all I can say is I don't know
Rehashing osprey sessions to see things anew of Zin and Rehob
Namely Oshea my thankful muse
Today you choose.....
Wednesday, July 25, 2018
warranty
Cadillac Warranty
4-7-18
For Cadillac insurance
Plans adrift nine year warranty
Since the last goodbye
Do we pack our bags for our forever
Much more bold to talk about it
And voices not muted as attributed
Turning away would be unwise
Required every week for impurities and adulterated antiperspirant
Cast into prison to suffer hard things such as snakebites and beestings
And five more honeycomb scrolls towing the same line
Meeting a golden heated messenger moving on
Forever holding on together nevertheless a lifeline
Fleeing out of Middoni yet in rivalry and factiousness
Convincing all inhabitants that there is a Comforter
For two leaps on Monday mare clean again
Supposing to add affliction to my bonds....
More Scrolls
4-7-18
For faces I see before me
In my own mirror
As a Gemini of twins
God forgive me of my sins in our weakness
There is strength for breadth, height and its length
Preaching in the synagogues of our Amalakites
You've got a hold of me as to assemble tomorrow
And just be honest about where you've been
On my first time out of prison
Yet don't believe me
Zealous for this observance and celebration
Of strongest assertions
What do I do now
But the loads on Monday
To exalt right conduct far from insincerity
Blessed be God for His coming back this afternoon
Inside of me in ones composition of red lip
Time to take that dip
Magnified in my immortal frame
Turning out for this furtherance.....
4-7-18
For Cadillac insurance
Plans adrift nine year warranty
Since the last goodbye
Do we pack our bags for our forever
Much more bold to talk about it
And voices not muted as attributed
Turning away would be unwise
Required every week for impurities and adulterated antiperspirant
Cast into prison to suffer hard things such as snakebites and beestings
And five more honeycomb scrolls towing the same line
Meeting a golden heated messenger moving on
Forever holding on together nevertheless a lifeline
Fleeing out of Middoni yet in rivalry and factiousness
Convincing all inhabitants that there is a Comforter
For two leaps on Monday mare clean again
Supposing to add affliction to my bonds....
More Scrolls
4-7-18
For faces I see before me
In my own mirror
As a Gemini of twins
God forgive me of my sins in our weakness
There is strength for breadth, height and its length
Preaching in the synagogues of our Amalakites
You've got a hold of me as to assemble tomorrow
And just be honest about where you've been
On my first time out of prison
Yet don't believe me
Zealous for this observance and celebration
Of strongest assertions
What do I do now
But the loads on Monday
To exalt right conduct far from insincerity
Blessed be God for His coming back this afternoon
Inside of me in ones composition of red lip
Time to take that dip
Magnified in my immortal frame
Turning out for this furtherance.....
Tuesday, July 24, 2018
hear Him
Hear Him Now
4-7-18
In small successes
Another check to be cashed
And potatoes to be mashed
Contrite with sincere remorse
Still letting nature take her course
Filled with the desire for proper atonement crushed
And worn down outside the east end of town
Many are our afflictions being confident of this
As to overcome addictions somewhere in some other place
In some other time come enthusiasm for good works
Drawing out the spear for pageantry of all servants
Bring out also the spear and I'm cutting it close today
Let the Lord be magnified for what I break down
Moses meek above all men of the face of the earth
In subtle synchronation of silver studs of sanity
Hear Him now
I beseech thee!
On Numbers 12:6
4-7-18
Yea, three more nuggets of perfect knowledge
About the resurrection
They rob us not of our property of poetry
O, how I greatly long for you
By the whole palace guard and soul glass shard
As to deliver these Nephites and be dead
Our rights such privileges to do what is right
Trying to keep a handle on the vice today
As to light a candle to pay the price today
In our praetorium we find it afresh for I know that my redeemer liveth
As so the Spirit life as we can know it giveth
O, stiffnecked namely me brought forth out of my prison cell
If you need anything just yell
As sufficiently harbored in a tree that has fallen
What is that thou you have testified where Satan lied
Leprous and white as snow.....
Of Conduct Worthy
4-7-18
For those who don't know the way
Show us she to follow as I reach you
Let me be the light of the world
Zealous for keeping our covenants
Knowing of things to come for his seven knocks
Teach me the way the truth and the light of the life
Head up now I beseech thee and let the Spirit teach thee
As to stand at the latter day
Don't turn your back on those that are
Concern as the cloud departs and we journey not
White as snow bright as tomorrow
We go with anger kindled not in dark speeches
But as the word teacher for the similitude
To get my boots in the mood
As it behooved Him to suffer for us
Make believe is our Hamlet
For the similitude and another clean shave
We huddle together in crazy weather....
Save It Here (A Good Thought)
4-7-18
For Edna Webster collectors
Believe thee that the Son of God will come
Save it here a good thought and a chord to strum in every synagogue
Time to step into the water for shadows plastered as ourselves
Yet to be mastered
If there be any consolation
Pray for the Spirit today
Slipping into more crazy dreams
As to rejoice as long as Christ is preached
According to missing sausage links
Methinks according to earnest expectation
Enough to play the role of dream lucidity to the whole palace guard
Here is my card
I beseech you do something today
In nothing shall I be ashamed
For expectation of deliverance
Spending my time in mountains and vales
When all else fails in affection and mercy.....
4-7-18
In small successes
Another check to be cashed
And potatoes to be mashed
Contrite with sincere remorse
Still letting nature take her course
Filled with the desire for proper atonement crushed
And worn down outside the east end of town
Many are our afflictions being confident of this
As to overcome addictions somewhere in some other place
In some other time come enthusiasm for good works
Drawing out the spear for pageantry of all servants
Bring out also the spear and I'm cutting it close today
Let the Lord be magnified for what I break down
Moses meek above all men of the face of the earth
In subtle synchronation of silver studs of sanity
Hear Him now
I beseech thee!
On Numbers 12:6
4-7-18
Yea, three more nuggets of perfect knowledge
About the resurrection
They rob us not of our property of poetry
O, how I greatly long for you
By the whole palace guard and soul glass shard
As to deliver these Nephites and be dead
Our rights such privileges to do what is right
Trying to keep a handle on the vice today
As to light a candle to pay the price today
In our praetorium we find it afresh for I know that my redeemer liveth
As so the Spirit life as we can know it giveth
O, stiffnecked namely me brought forth out of my prison cell
If you need anything just yell
As sufficiently harbored in a tree that has fallen
What is that thou you have testified where Satan lied
Leprous and white as snow.....
Of Conduct Worthy
4-7-18
For those who don't know the way
Show us she to follow as I reach you
Let me be the light of the world
Zealous for keeping our covenants
Knowing of things to come for his seven knocks
Teach me the way the truth and the light of the life
Head up now I beseech thee and let the Spirit teach thee
As to stand at the latter day
Don't turn your back on those that are
Concern as the cloud departs and we journey not
White as snow bright as tomorrow
We go with anger kindled not in dark speeches
But as the word teacher for the similitude
To get my boots in the mood
As it behooved Him to suffer for us
Make believe is our Hamlet
For the similitude and another clean shave
We huddle together in crazy weather....
Save It Here (A Good Thought)
4-7-18
For Edna Webster collectors
Believe thee that the Son of God will come
Save it here a good thought and a chord to strum in every synagogue
Time to step into the water for shadows plastered as ourselves
Yet to be mastered
If there be any consolation
Pray for the Spirit today
Slipping into more crazy dreams
As to rejoice as long as Christ is preached
According to missing sausage links
Methinks according to earnest expectation
Enough to play the role of dream lucidity to the whole palace guard
Here is my card
I beseech you do something today
In nothing shall I be ashamed
For expectation of deliverance
Spending my time in mountains and vales
When all else fails in affection and mercy.....
intermediary
Intermediary
4-7-18
Mousing for new clues on how I will obtain new shoes
And I am told all the cause
In a cat with no front claws
It's never the same into Middoni
How can I apply this to life
A boy in Spirit of letters
Hoping things will be looking and feeling better
Of Socrates and Plato
Green in all that we seek
Everyone must find truth for themselves
With the Ghost within that haunts every house
As to loose Death's brandy
Be my good one in the heart
I make room to think, plan and intern as the host will bend
As Aaron teaches of how no more practical what be peaches
O, ease the pain separating ourselves in the border
As we are up for adoption
Mine, Redeemed, intermediary.....
Hooked Up
4-7-18
As kings fear losing their life
We are told to fear not that two eyed knife
On a distant ground calling my name
If one is saved he is hooked up for tables to turn
Not to make the house a den of thieves
Desirous to learn of the right way about it
Cleaning windows for the lovely giants in the real world
Grace to you and peace from God our Father
Rejoicing in spite of suffering through
Taking up this pen of blue for works to be brought into the third dimension
For the assembly of the professed our account of the preaching of Muloki
We find it afresh and play all archives exceedingly joyful to think
Plan and intend as Spirit lies just around the bend.....
On Psalms 34:18
4-7-18
Hand stretched out forth still
Fish canned without a doubt magnetic north
By His will sufficiently hardened again
Soon I get on with it and take my fill according to one's desire
I've been wrong before where I am just a drifter on the open sea
Just being me even to half the kingdom
Breaking free all for our go-between in true believer's eyes
As to afflict my own soul and stand not alone for a tendon
Places on a dry bone as to rehearse it and nourish and nurse it
Fearing one should find his life and calling of spirit crushed and contrite
As to breathe the fire in a true believer's eyes nigh unto us
And our broken heart....
4-7-18
Mousing for new clues on how I will obtain new shoes
And I am told all the cause
In a cat with no front claws
It's never the same into Middoni
How can I apply this to life
A boy in Spirit of letters
Hoping things will be looking and feeling better
Of Socrates and Plato
Green in all that we seek
Everyone must find truth for themselves
With the Ghost within that haunts every house
As to loose Death's brandy
Be my good one in the heart
I make room to think, plan and intern as the host will bend
As Aaron teaches of how no more practical what be peaches
O, ease the pain separating ourselves in the border
As we are up for adoption
Mine, Redeemed, intermediary.....
Hooked Up
4-7-18
As kings fear losing their life
We are told to fear not that two eyed knife
On a distant ground calling my name
If one is saved he is hooked up for tables to turn
Not to make the house a den of thieves
Desirous to learn of the right way about it
Cleaning windows for the lovely giants in the real world
Grace to you and peace from God our Father
Rejoicing in spite of suffering through
Taking up this pen of blue for works to be brought into the third dimension
For the assembly of the professed our account of the preaching of Muloki
We find it afresh and play all archives exceedingly joyful to think
Plan and intend as Spirit lies just around the bend.....
On Psalms 34:18
4-7-18
Hand stretched out forth still
Fish canned without a doubt magnetic north
By His will sufficiently hardened again
Soon I get on with it and take my fill according to one's desire
I've been wrong before where I am just a drifter on the open sea
Just being me even to half the kingdom
Breaking free all for our go-between in true believer's eyes
As to afflict my own soul and stand not alone for a tendon
Places on a dry bone as to rehearse it and nourish and nurse it
Fearing one should find his life and calling of spirit crushed and contrite
As to breathe the fire in a true believer's eyes nigh unto us
And our broken heart....
Monday, July 23, 2018
meed
Without The Meed (New Character)
4-6-18
Through time and space names might be changed
To signify ones new character
Like stone to rock of Cephas to Peter and coins in ones parking meter
Our cause not our time to rest greeting Lycidus
Ho have not left his deer to suffer shame for the name
Keep the schedule and no delays of gentle muse and a gift to use
But not as a ruse for sable shroud almost nothing left to chance
O, are you on the road for a new afterword that we can believe
For scattered pages by the sea
Finer works of art in Solomon
We heed not flatterers for water's retreat from Philippi's
Right on the nail we drive the hammer
To but yet enamor on shaggy top of Mona Hill
O, why?
Oft Traditional
4-6-18
Come watchmail and no further ado for our entertainment
The Lamb rises back upon His feet for meadow motion
And suspension in stepping on sidewalk cracks for inspiration
By a spray gun peace be to my sable chord finding focus in eyes purblind
As I take off my spectacles as neons dim in indigo for imperial sisters of mercy
Under a God of grace
He knew Himself for us to stand up and sing a hymn traditional oft
To the star that did rise in the northeast
O, thee the woods in delivering the goods
For hazel copses something solid forming in the air
Behind the wall of new life revolting ugliness to be our beauty to mention it
In my poetic duty while writing on the steep words profound and quite deep
In hots for pots where satyrs dance for victory.....
Largeness Given
4-6-18
As poet making style
Match the band that brings the message
Bringing the truth into the third dimension
And then honored throne among the meed
See to the need O fountain Arethwile
Getting in on their juice and today it's me and my scrolls
And Dante accompanied by Fitzgerald and Wordsworth classics
Rocking my baby to sleep and maybe chortle as I weep
You've got to go Fred
Give us today our daily bread
Easy to see our way through
As to deem me to explore
It's my ruin and at least I can but acknowledge
Such in all-judging Jove
Feel the wrenching as oat proceeds
And on Monday our needs
As rumor lies and the Word speaks the truth
Through pens pious and plentiful
For tangles of Neaora's hair
Pull up another chair.....
Blind Mouth
4-6-18
Toward this Gedry matter for mustard seeds to scatter
Exceptionally narrow out of sight she disappears where my bones revolve around their tendons
And ligaments and joints to be oiled
All I ask for is a heart to apply it in our glistening foil assuming all
Disapproving the first of my great inventions of coping techniques
In blind mouths and deaf tongues stamped addressed
Marked by the sound for the story about the next bowl poured upon the sun
For the next Camus I choose to turn it over to the blog soon
As to creep and intrude and play with my own mind
In the words that feed me for our local reeds as to rasp about
In the season of brotherly love.....
4-6-18
Through time and space names might be changed
To signify ones new character
Like stone to rock of Cephas to Peter and coins in ones parking meter
Our cause not our time to rest greeting Lycidus
Ho have not left his deer to suffer shame for the name
Keep the schedule and no delays of gentle muse and a gift to use
But not as a ruse for sable shroud almost nothing left to chance
O, are you on the road for a new afterword that we can believe
For scattered pages by the sea
Finer works of art in Solomon
We heed not flatterers for water's retreat from Philippi's
Right on the nail we drive the hammer
To but yet enamor on shaggy top of Mona Hill
O, why?
Oft Traditional
4-6-18
Come watchmail and no further ado for our entertainment
The Lamb rises back upon His feet for meadow motion
And suspension in stepping on sidewalk cracks for inspiration
By a spray gun peace be to my sable chord finding focus in eyes purblind
As I take off my spectacles as neons dim in indigo for imperial sisters of mercy
Under a God of grace
He knew Himself for us to stand up and sing a hymn traditional oft
To the star that did rise in the northeast
O, thee the woods in delivering the goods
For hazel copses something solid forming in the air
Behind the wall of new life revolting ugliness to be our beauty to mention it
In my poetic duty while writing on the steep words profound and quite deep
In hots for pots where satyrs dance for victory.....
Largeness Given
4-6-18
As poet making style
Match the band that brings the message
Bringing the truth into the third dimension
And then honored throne among the meed
See to the need O fountain Arethwile
Getting in on their juice and today it's me and my scrolls
And Dante accompanied by Fitzgerald and Wordsworth classics
Rocking my baby to sleep and maybe chortle as I weep
You've got to go Fred
Give us today our daily bread
Easy to see our way through
As to deem me to explore
It's my ruin and at least I can but acknowledge
Such in all-judging Jove
Feel the wrenching as oat proceeds
And on Monday our needs
As rumor lies and the Word speaks the truth
Through pens pious and plentiful
For tangles of Neaora's hair
Pull up another chair.....
Blind Mouth
4-6-18
Toward this Gedry matter for mustard seeds to scatter
Exceptionally narrow out of sight she disappears where my bones revolve around their tendons
And ligaments and joints to be oiled
All I ask for is a heart to apply it in our glistening foil assuming all
Disapproving the first of my great inventions of coping techniques
In blind mouths and deaf tongues stamped addressed
Marked by the sound for the story about the next bowl poured upon the sun
For the next Camus I choose to turn it over to the blog soon
As to creep and intrude and play with my own mind
In the words that feed me for our local reeds as to rasp about
In the season of brotherly love.....
jolt
As Jolts Run Down Our Spine
4-6-18
Come see for yourself as we yet murmur
Of what we would have been like to stay in Egypt
As jolts run down our spine
All backs for one member at first consideration
It was beautiful carrying the weight without breaking
Done proud and facile fluent and effortless unconstrained
In such a way as to embark on another short and sweet adventure in cellulose ester
At first blush always an assumption course laid down long before sheep in a pen
Where there is a rough stone age always an assumption course laid down
Long before for sheep in a pen where there is a rough stone age
As the scene of new life lies ahead of one in want of regeneration
All here for you and me in Bondon decanters
And spinach plasters
Every one must find it for themselves
At first blush love more than a crush.....
Kisser In A Mess
4-6-18
As virtue claims another soul
And the shepherd leads his flocks away down the river to the sea
Slogging it out for our purview back to the breath slacking wind
And another ordeal on Sunday
God have it all to work out so I can enjoy it
It's that good in anger kindled
No guns in ones belt
I once thought I was a prophet
But I could have been right
O, does it pay
Loving textures of used books
Here she is with that loud knock where we cannot entertain
Thou into righteousness hard to please so I was in that early morning fling
And spree commitment oriented greeting Fairboalt
In a Grand Home news his kisser in a mess
In David's advancing so is the cause.....
Poet Canby
4-6-18
Of sons inoffensive in care intensive
A man of God doesn't need to be a preacher
And she asks Mother, "What's a poet?"
As envy digs mud and I prepare for a flood
In David's methods questioned home from work
In a dayjob of being a blessing jotting down
For a vivid rose petal
Take a trip there with me and be inspired
They said he was too young to be king
When he took down the champion
And they whom fail critique success
I have a power ye know not of and it lieth in love
We went west hoping to do his best
This is some good stuff like the sea outraged
Arrows point in eight different directions
Where sin abounds grace doth much more
As another cup I pour and after that another four
No offense intended.....
Terza Rima
4-6-18
I have a power that I want you to know about
Tall and slender while short and stout
Shaping the planet's soil and today a good lunch with Mother
All performance for Him today in all that I do come temporary death
In that we take our first deep breath
No mercy has the sea greeting piper radiating at the chime of eight
Not too soon
Not too late and no corporate ladder in God's work
All today for Him I toil and travail in our vita nuova sublimated
Our cast where we play the lead role for Terza Rima polyphonic divinely created
Our carved mahogany chair to pull up for a guest
I lay my life down of myself to but perform and no more conform nor submit
On days warm....
4-6-18
Come see for yourself as we yet murmur
Of what we would have been like to stay in Egypt
As jolts run down our spine
All backs for one member at first consideration
It was beautiful carrying the weight without breaking
Done proud and facile fluent and effortless unconstrained
In such a way as to embark on another short and sweet adventure in cellulose ester
At first blush always an assumption course laid down long before sheep in a pen
Where there is a rough stone age always an assumption course laid down
Long before for sheep in a pen where there is a rough stone age
As the scene of new life lies ahead of one in want of regeneration
All here for you and me in Bondon decanters
And spinach plasters
Every one must find it for themselves
At first blush love more than a crush.....
Kisser In A Mess
4-6-18
As virtue claims another soul
And the shepherd leads his flocks away down the river to the sea
Slogging it out for our purview back to the breath slacking wind
And another ordeal on Sunday
God have it all to work out so I can enjoy it
It's that good in anger kindled
No guns in ones belt
I once thought I was a prophet
But I could have been right
O, does it pay
Loving textures of used books
Here she is with that loud knock where we cannot entertain
Thou into righteousness hard to please so I was in that early morning fling
And spree commitment oriented greeting Fairboalt
In a Grand Home news his kisser in a mess
In David's advancing so is the cause.....
Poet Canby
4-6-18
Of sons inoffensive in care intensive
A man of God doesn't need to be a preacher
And she asks Mother, "What's a poet?"
As envy digs mud and I prepare for a flood
In David's methods questioned home from work
In a dayjob of being a blessing jotting down
For a vivid rose petal
Take a trip there with me and be inspired
They said he was too young to be king
When he took down the champion
And they whom fail critique success
I have a power ye know not of and it lieth in love
We went west hoping to do his best
This is some good stuff like the sea outraged
Arrows point in eight different directions
Where sin abounds grace doth much more
As another cup I pour and after that another four
No offense intended.....
Terza Rima
4-6-18
I have a power that I want you to know about
Tall and slender while short and stout
Shaping the planet's soil and today a good lunch with Mother
All performance for Him today in all that I do come temporary death
In that we take our first deep breath
No mercy has the sea greeting piper radiating at the chime of eight
Not too soon
Not too late and no corporate ladder in God's work
All today for Him I toil and travail in our vita nuova sublimated
Our cast where we play the lead role for Terza Rima polyphonic divinely created
Our carved mahogany chair to pull up for a guest
I lay my life down of myself to but perform and no more conform nor submit
On days warm....
Middoni
Back Into Middoni
4-6-18
Since the world began
Miracles have been wrought today
I expect some by the eagle's wingspan
At first blush it tastes good
Recreating the temple pattern
Taking up Russel Ballard meandering in drum in the days of decadence
And delight in a time where they would not believe sound doctrine
As the mouth of all our prophets
I cry the other night for florescent caffeine light
To write by since the world began
And more daylight upon us and our cause of tarrying
For the bones to be burying
I have the power to take it again
And give it back to those that brush off the plaque
Into the blue well known
Much to the hand of Ishmael
For the jury that wavers
And amazing fruit flavors today
Hunted down by game.....
On Alma 20:14
4-6-18
As I see the truth of this statement
Of small pox rolling away those rocks
Where Peter is slain in death
Another meter for great gain
O, can I charm the jury with my own defense
And of gibberish make some sense
By the cause of tarrying for justice wavering
Adding shots of flavoring back in the California bush
For Ammon to sway and another two hour delay diplomatically alarmed
In Brautigan of half-Sunday homage time well spent
On the road to my ways to repent drowning it
Which seas of the Joe that lets me know
In our message from Chester as hope lives first
And I keep the thirst on short wave radios
Yet were we are as to harmonize hence with denial vain and coy excuse
For another cup of juice
Returning to the land of Ishmael
For the ceremony....
Back In Mill Valley Estates
4-6-18
As self propelled traveling by thought
I am free to go and see and release the brethren of Ammon
And partake of noodles Ramen
O, my little Auchi says he can stay awhile
Many a mile for your forefather's file
Altogether flabbergasted this afternoon
About the gifts I receive as to lay down my life to take it again
And give it back to all mankind back in Mill Valley Estates
For one of seven things that God hates
I lied about my abstinence again
Smiting myself to the earth gambling with salvation
For another journal entry about lesser glories
Telling my story sarcastic silver swallowed shins
The enemy wins in the second edition yet fluent for the cause of souls
In my education many holes flim flam tilted on the axis
Of earth's poles....
Causing And Inspiring Change
4-6-18
Still flying in lucid dreams
Trying unknown flavors of ice creams
So happy to taste us
As pretend is a village taking up the area of our township
As to rejoice because of my life back in the waxing world
Where imagination functions ambiguously and I have known your kind
Where it was wonderful at first blush for imagination to come alive
To but dream of what awaits us in our best singular description
Soon to consult again taken notes
O, what will I dream tonight causing and initiating change
For sights of my mother's seventieth birthday
And all I have to give is a card for my making of provisions for next week
As to be both free and confined outside the saloon unto our own species
We tend to crave it more and more so another cup I pour....
4-6-18
Since the world began
Miracles have been wrought today
I expect some by the eagle's wingspan
At first blush it tastes good
Recreating the temple pattern
Taking up Russel Ballard meandering in drum in the days of decadence
And delight in a time where they would not believe sound doctrine
As the mouth of all our prophets
I cry the other night for florescent caffeine light
To write by since the world began
And more daylight upon us and our cause of tarrying
For the bones to be burying
I have the power to take it again
And give it back to those that brush off the plaque
Into the blue well known
Much to the hand of Ishmael
For the jury that wavers
And amazing fruit flavors today
Hunted down by game.....
On Alma 20:14
4-6-18
As I see the truth of this statement
Of small pox rolling away those rocks
Where Peter is slain in death
Another meter for great gain
O, can I charm the jury with my own defense
And of gibberish make some sense
By the cause of tarrying for justice wavering
Adding shots of flavoring back in the California bush
For Ammon to sway and another two hour delay diplomatically alarmed
In Brautigan of half-Sunday homage time well spent
On the road to my ways to repent drowning it
Which seas of the Joe that lets me know
In our message from Chester as hope lives first
And I keep the thirst on short wave radios
Yet were we are as to harmonize hence with denial vain and coy excuse
For another cup of juice
Returning to the land of Ishmael
For the ceremony....
Back In Mill Valley Estates
4-6-18
As self propelled traveling by thought
I am free to go and see and release the brethren of Ammon
And partake of noodles Ramen
O, my little Auchi says he can stay awhile
Many a mile for your forefather's file
Altogether flabbergasted this afternoon
About the gifts I receive as to lay down my life to take it again
And give it back to all mankind back in Mill Valley Estates
For one of seven things that God hates
I lied about my abstinence again
Smiting myself to the earth gambling with salvation
For another journal entry about lesser glories
Telling my story sarcastic silver swallowed shins
The enemy wins in the second edition yet fluent for the cause of souls
In my education many holes flim flam tilted on the axis
Of earth's poles....
Causing And Inspiring Change
4-6-18
Still flying in lucid dreams
Trying unknown flavors of ice creams
So happy to taste us
As pretend is a village taking up the area of our township
As to rejoice because of my life back in the waxing world
Where imagination functions ambiguously and I have known your kind
Where it was wonderful at first blush for imagination to come alive
To but dream of what awaits us in our best singular description
Soon to consult again taken notes
O, what will I dream tonight causing and initiating change
For sights of my mother's seventieth birthday
And all I have to give is a card for my making of provisions for next week
As to be both free and confined outside the saloon unto our own species
We tend to crave it more and more so another cup I pour....
Friday, July 20, 2018
doubtless
Clement (Doubtless)
4-5-18
In another gospel reference we find something new to me and you
In dreams of falling off the wagon for peach sachrine
Entering the path to eternal life and no more of such strife
Drinking from ones Ardagh chalice
Buying tickets to see prodigal Alice in filigree and in Gilt wine
Spilled for knots, loads and whorls praying for our girls in reliquaries
For peanuts and all pigeons and squirrels
Straight and narrow is the path creating new techniques
Come to my side and open your heart to ones call in the wilderness
Of tough nature we are in this together
Dedicated to this service
So many sons that will carry on their seed
By the faith like in Abraham that I might take it again....
Trout Fishing
4-6-18
No need to fear what you fail to understand
Dance to the day for our call back into the wilderness carved in stone
By another clean hand for Apostle in exile today we go the extra mile
In looking back at you fortunately there are answers
Take it slow in getting somewhere in monograms as the tide is turning
Time to turn it all over to Jesus in happier notions where it makes me think
Of the prologue to Girded Creek coyotes and our trout fishing
Thither we meet the father of Lamoni and find it afresh
In fields to till and thresh for pudding matters
We sell it for our birthright
Shortly to motion Algner
How can I be the hunchback in the spirit of Saint Louis
Our prelude to plenty of mayo on the five dollar footlong.....
4-5-18
In another gospel reference we find something new to me and you
In dreams of falling off the wagon for peach sachrine
Entering the path to eternal life and no more of such strife
Drinking from ones Ardagh chalice
Buying tickets to see prodigal Alice in filigree and in Gilt wine
Spilled for knots, loads and whorls praying for our girls in reliquaries
For peanuts and all pigeons and squirrels
Straight and narrow is the path creating new techniques
Come to my side and open your heart to ones call in the wilderness
Of tough nature we are in this together
Dedicated to this service
So many sons that will carry on their seed
By the faith like in Abraham that I might take it again....
Trout Fishing
4-6-18
No need to fear what you fail to understand
Dance to the day for our call back into the wilderness carved in stone
By another clean hand for Apostle in exile today we go the extra mile
In looking back at you fortunately there are answers
Take it slow in getting somewhere in monograms as the tide is turning
Time to turn it all over to Jesus in happier notions where it makes me think
Of the prologue to Girded Creek coyotes and our trout fishing
Thither we meet the father of Lamoni and find it afresh
In fields to till and thresh for pudding matters
We sell it for our birthright
Shortly to motion Algner
How can I be the hunchback in the spirit of Saint Louis
Our prelude to plenty of mayo on the five dollar footlong.....
monestary
My Monestary
4-5-18
Chimes at half past nine
You watch my every move back in the groove
On the red lip I let it slip when I take that dip
As Christ is my druid today surreptitious
Opting to become a simple monk
And leave behind me all of such funk
Holding not the luck of the earthly world where I believe
In grace and its blessing
For Columbia's dispute and another method
Of making horse radish dip
Good trip under all air raids
and poetry about the latter day saints
Not a cult as some say they are
Lightning bolt
I wouldn't go that far
For accomplished navigators in Glasnevin
All for brother Kevin
God is revealed from faith to faith
And we talk around it of four more cress-quarter moments
In the here and now
Marking the season where Jesus is the reason.....
Richard Knows
4-5-18
Stay with it today for peach saccarine
Does anybody care?
Catching rides through the outskirts
To where I want to go on Tuesday
Looking into Brautigan for the crossed at crossroads
And imitation of the conscious mind
Our dreams are somewhat real in sleeves of illumination
Getting along just fine in Chi and Rho weal and woe
Going back to the monestary of Iona where accounts differ for my man cave
And plenty of provisions for the cress of life and burden we bear
On the island derived from another monogram of opportunity manifest
In space and time our conquest all for the stem
Carving and illuminated statutes not so much as graven images
I come sailing through the years
Of so much more to say
For our clasp of silver and gold....
Our Hand Copy
4-5-18
He says he has a bone to pick
To bear up the burdens of the infirm
Healthy in that they are sick elaborately hand copied
These records of enormous anchors
I'm the man with the pen of blue
For twenty tiny dragons that breathe fire
Known as part of the choir
To change this world we welcome
Then housing the bones of Collumcile O Tara Breech listen up
To what they have to say and feel the presence to look for Myans in insular periods
Call up Newton and observe Da Linci and know Jesus in liturgical chalices
One day the tide will turn as music rules the indwelling of a bachelor and his cat
For intricate knotwork you are welcome here sometime soon
In that you cared enough to take me along in all inequalities
Down in Saint Croix
Me and my scrolls....
4-5-18
Chimes at half past nine
You watch my every move back in the groove
On the red lip I let it slip when I take that dip
As Christ is my druid today surreptitious
Opting to become a simple monk
And leave behind me all of such funk
Holding not the luck of the earthly world where I believe
In grace and its blessing
For Columbia's dispute and another method
Of making horse radish dip
Good trip under all air raids
and poetry about the latter day saints
Not a cult as some say they are
Lightning bolt
I wouldn't go that far
For accomplished navigators in Glasnevin
All for brother Kevin
God is revealed from faith to faith
And we talk around it of four more cress-quarter moments
In the here and now
Marking the season where Jesus is the reason.....
Richard Knows
4-5-18
Stay with it today for peach saccarine
Does anybody care?
Catching rides through the outskirts
To where I want to go on Tuesday
Looking into Brautigan for the crossed at crossroads
And imitation of the conscious mind
Our dreams are somewhat real in sleeves of illumination
Getting along just fine in Chi and Rho weal and woe
Going back to the monestary of Iona where accounts differ for my man cave
And plenty of provisions for the cress of life and burden we bear
On the island derived from another monogram of opportunity manifest
In space and time our conquest all for the stem
Carving and illuminated statutes not so much as graven images
I come sailing through the years
Of so much more to say
For our clasp of silver and gold....
Our Hand Copy
4-5-18
He says he has a bone to pick
To bear up the burdens of the infirm
Healthy in that they are sick elaborately hand copied
These records of enormous anchors
I'm the man with the pen of blue
For twenty tiny dragons that breathe fire
Known as part of the choir
To change this world we welcome
Then housing the bones of Collumcile O Tara Breech listen up
To what they have to say and feel the presence to look for Myans in insular periods
Call up Newton and observe Da Linci and know Jesus in liturgical chalices
One day the tide will turn as music rules the indwelling of a bachelor and his cat
For intricate knotwork you are welcome here sometime soon
In that you cared enough to take me along in all inequalities
Down in Saint Croix
Me and my scrolls....
Thursday, July 19, 2018
Alzamera
Greeting Alzamera
4-5-18
Forces as silent and no more choices fro horses as violent
She is beautiful in her boots
No good believing in somebody else
Take all the power and wealth sitting on the fence
I do not hold the voice of birds for imposing man
Turn it up a little louder for a copy of the psaltery
Greeting McGlane
Seeing it as something to believe in
You'll know what to do tapping our central metaphor
Striving for the times inventing ones own genre
Greeting Alzamera
Because it's good to be alive
In pivotal times such as these in accomplished navigators
Make it louder as to break the bands of death in our sacred treasure
Of God's good pleasure for the Kool-aid wind lands quickened
To get the job done.....
4-5-18
Forces as silent and no more choices fro horses as violent
She is beautiful in her boots
No good believing in somebody else
Take all the power and wealth sitting on the fence
I do not hold the voice of birds for imposing man
Turn it up a little louder for a copy of the psaltery
Greeting McGlane
Seeing it as something to believe in
You'll know what to do tapping our central metaphor
Striving for the times inventing ones own genre
Greeting Alzamera
Because it's good to be alive
In pivotal times such as these in accomplished navigators
Make it louder as to break the bands of death in our sacred treasure
Of God's good pleasure for the Kool-aid wind lands quickened
To get the job done.....
devotee
Devotee
4-5-18
Holding onto godly sorrow
wanting not to care for the bow in the east
And a promise we are meant to keep facile and quick in comprehension
On melencholy days
For the joy of simple things in ordinary ways
Fluent and effortless from this pen is spewed words to but exhort and succor
For ubiquitous tonsure since you want your own way come the adoption
Of the path of wisdom for bishops we are to confess to in early churches
Avoiding conflicts as to incorporate old ways
Today it's me and their scrolls of encouragement
Bringing it into the third dimension
O, patron persevere in biographies muddled
Easier to assimilate on all accounts
During the new deal
It comes to pass
We must ask for it
Today in Corpus Christi....
Seeking His Ship
4-5-18
On campuses of lost legacy hope lives anew
Through a pen of blue
Looking at you in Terkel and cover turquoise for Brautigan's was about it
For our springhill mine disaster comrade it with the Ford Emge Sport
In Watermelon Sugar and trout fishing our most important publication
And speed of delivery
O, cry and admire us for mayonaise inventing our own genre
On the account of no such exception
For flying of battling dragons and Irish pagan symbolism
May it be a sacrifice in mental fields
Along the edges of the forest
Facing the Lord bestowed according to our end
And you are the work of art today for bands of death broken
In stories of Loeghaire bringing it into the third dimension today....
Confessio
4-5-18
All for the confessio Patrick relates
Crediting God for deliverance and another chance to think things over
Finding a way to work it out eventually ordained like a fire that spreads
When we pour on gasoline
Thanks to to God for picking staves
And many more clean shaves
Alongside the abbey and soon time to read up
True again to the faith in my own way
Reed on the water and Cannon on the entourage
Inheriting a place of highest degree for miracles of plenty
And wishes granted threescore and twenty
In curious legends of Saint Brigid dressed in Celtic wardrobes
To be experienced with like vestments of virtue in our book of Kildare
As attributed yet to be persecuted in things irrevocable
God cannot lie.....
For Finnian
4-5-18
By treasures of plastic and paper
Finding healing and peace through the atonement step by step
Here a little, there a little
For peanut brittle as abbess and a stick to whittle
Let's see what we can do with it
Come vacation of the ewes foot activated lift gate
Going further to make driving more fun
Indisputable soon to meet my new neighbor
Praying for a beautiful friendship receiving Columbian's love
Of learning of the legendary
Have some almond M&M's as autumn winds are in the forecast
Come and spring in Finnian out abbot and a monestery of the main idea
In such madness extinguished during the reformation
Looking out from behind legacy
Having fun with it in things needed and delightful
In Colombia understanding surreptitious our Son-book.....
4-5-18
Holding onto godly sorrow
wanting not to care for the bow in the east
And a promise we are meant to keep facile and quick in comprehension
On melencholy days
For the joy of simple things in ordinary ways
Fluent and effortless from this pen is spewed words to but exhort and succor
For ubiquitous tonsure since you want your own way come the adoption
Of the path of wisdom for bishops we are to confess to in early churches
Avoiding conflicts as to incorporate old ways
Today it's me and their scrolls of encouragement
Bringing it into the third dimension
O, patron persevere in biographies muddled
Easier to assimilate on all accounts
During the new deal
It comes to pass
We must ask for it
Today in Corpus Christi....
Seeking His Ship
4-5-18
On campuses of lost legacy hope lives anew
Through a pen of blue
Looking at you in Terkel and cover turquoise for Brautigan's was about it
For our springhill mine disaster comrade it with the Ford Emge Sport
In Watermelon Sugar and trout fishing our most important publication
And speed of delivery
O, cry and admire us for mayonaise inventing our own genre
On the account of no such exception
For flying of battling dragons and Irish pagan symbolism
May it be a sacrifice in mental fields
Along the edges of the forest
Facing the Lord bestowed according to our end
And you are the work of art today for bands of death broken
In stories of Loeghaire bringing it into the third dimension today....
Confessio
4-5-18
All for the confessio Patrick relates
Crediting God for deliverance and another chance to think things over
Finding a way to work it out eventually ordained like a fire that spreads
When we pour on gasoline
Thanks to to God for picking staves
And many more clean shaves
Alongside the abbey and soon time to read up
True again to the faith in my own way
Reed on the water and Cannon on the entourage
Inheriting a place of highest degree for miracles of plenty
And wishes granted threescore and twenty
In curious legends of Saint Brigid dressed in Celtic wardrobes
To be experienced with like vestments of virtue in our book of Kildare
As attributed yet to be persecuted in things irrevocable
God cannot lie.....
For Finnian
4-5-18
By treasures of plastic and paper
Finding healing and peace through the atonement step by step
Here a little, there a little
For peanut brittle as abbess and a stick to whittle
Let's see what we can do with it
Come vacation of the ewes foot activated lift gate
Going further to make driving more fun
Indisputable soon to meet my new neighbor
Praying for a beautiful friendship receiving Columbian's love
Of learning of the legendary
Have some almond M&M's as autumn winds are in the forecast
Come and spring in Finnian out abbot and a monestery of the main idea
In such madness extinguished during the reformation
Looking out from behind legacy
Having fun with it in things needed and delightful
In Colombia understanding surreptitious our Son-book.....
acclimation
Acclimation (Falling Into The Rhythm)
4-5-18
As Nephites remain in the land
To coexist with Canaanites
Falling into the rhythm of snare drums and their skins
And breadcrumbs this Sunday I partake in the sacrament
Some fallen dead receive strength
And get back up upon their feet
Lifting the sword to slay Ammon
Take that step of faith and fulfill the vows that are realistic
And be extraordinary and lead soon once again
We meet up to roar breaking the lines
Show me how to follow and teach me how to reach you
In the next dimension on stock photography
I'll greet the piper learning to acclimate
Good citizen
One more river to cross
Show them who's boss
Carrying the air of compassion
Given a generous ration....
Planted On Fertile Soil
4-5-18
Where the ad comes out a cat is found
Just for a rightful owner carrying the air of gratitude
As to be consecrated giving it time to spare a dollar and a dime
Looking on the bright side of freelance artists
And a love story of temporal death
Roll away right stones and put on those headphones
To post it today ceremonially made clean again
Where work does commence waiting for a close at the end of the show
And by our shadow where I see myself up close in the you that lieth in me
Of other dimensions of contemplation filled with joy
Writing these words for those with eyes to read
We loose the bands and choose life today
In the fertile soil of my heart
God's work of art in the shadow of the man I used to be.....
More Lacquer
4-5-18
Wake up, friend
This is the time you've been waiting for
Here is where the activists enter the picture
As to choose another light fixture for hearts change
And a tactile hallucination of a raindrop
As He begotten us again to a lively hope that lives first
In equitable society today I take my chances
It's not news until you tell the whole story
O, new man spiritual so be it yet carnal
But I love you where many did declare a need of fresh air
Gendering with diverse kind
Find yourself another brother
As being profaned have a wonderful time tomorrow with Mother
And at the chime of eight I come clean again
To give life to another pen
Keeping the faith in good times
God bless all mobiles and wind chimes....
4-5-18
As Nephites remain in the land
To coexist with Canaanites
Falling into the rhythm of snare drums and their skins
And breadcrumbs this Sunday I partake in the sacrament
Some fallen dead receive strength
And get back up upon their feet
Lifting the sword to slay Ammon
Take that step of faith and fulfill the vows that are realistic
And be extraordinary and lead soon once again
We meet up to roar breaking the lines
Show me how to follow and teach me how to reach you
In the next dimension on stock photography
I'll greet the piper learning to acclimate
Good citizen
One more river to cross
Show them who's boss
Carrying the air of compassion
Given a generous ration....
Planted On Fertile Soil
4-5-18
Where the ad comes out a cat is found
Just for a rightful owner carrying the air of gratitude
As to be consecrated giving it time to spare a dollar and a dime
Looking on the bright side of freelance artists
And a love story of temporal death
Roll away right stones and put on those headphones
To post it today ceremonially made clean again
Where work does commence waiting for a close at the end of the show
And by our shadow where I see myself up close in the you that lieth in me
Of other dimensions of contemplation filled with joy
Writing these words for those with eyes to read
We loose the bands and choose life today
In the fertile soil of my heart
God's work of art in the shadow of the man I used to be.....
More Lacquer
4-5-18
Wake up, friend
This is the time you've been waiting for
Here is where the activists enter the picture
As to choose another light fixture for hearts change
And a tactile hallucination of a raindrop
As He begotten us again to a lively hope that lives first
In equitable society today I take my chances
It's not news until you tell the whole story
O, new man spiritual so be it yet carnal
But I love you where many did declare a need of fresh air
Gendering with diverse kind
Find yourself another brother
As being profaned have a wonderful time tomorrow with Mother
And at the chime of eight I come clean again
To give life to another pen
Keeping the faith in good times
God bless all mobiles and wind chimes....
sprung
Hast Thou Sprung?
4-5-18
In another love story about a bachelor and his cat
Romantic and difficult as skies grew light
Mo more regrets of a hot stab and not a dead cold ache slipping into flotsam phase
In lowly service rejoicing in the Christianity pattern
I take in a stray and greet the light of day
He was alone and she was a stray
No, you're not alone
In nothing shall I be ashamed
On a girdle my temples bind
Hold on loosely but don't let go as to shun
To have her graces spied in called where we find it afresh
That hast thou sprung and today it's me and my scrolls
In heaven's extremest sphere where love conquers fear
A stray to tend to all day!
O, Marrow Compass
4-5-18
Come joy and thunder
In a boy and his plunder
Back to Istanbul to see it for oneself
For a portrait assignment and straightforward
In our ethical matter for hunger but not for terror
My bad agency, my error
As bands of death are broken
And sweetness is next to read about it in the text
Occupied in trying to salvage something more in depth
As one to get the raw deal in the way we shalt not steal
But I still do throwing oneself over the edges
As I behold my protective hedges
And tomorrow it's lunch with Mother
O, marrow compass
Do we lay low to be given further instructions
To do what we know in common fate of all things rare....
Trying To Salvage Something
4-5-18
Could it be greed
For the true creed virtuous and true
To see to my want and need
To cut a gateway in it as to but begin
In trying to salvage something more for our Philanolphia
Orchestrated battleground noise
There dwelt all that was good knocking on ocher wood
For candlesticks sound by God
Eighty-eight to ninety-two to ninety-six
Another election where Deva spreads her wizard instead
In that we cannot defy this equinox and moon waxing greeting Gedney
Believing not this in all giving her a miss
Remembering sister Washington
Next Camus reverened side
Let us build a fire from of such
To get back in touch....
Destined Urn
4-5-18
Living again ere his prime
He can take our life back any day
Now a book for a buck
Take a look but not for luck
Of thick denim and thirty dollars in food stamps
Greeting Lycidas as to highlight words that stand out in bitter constraining
This morning having fun with words to bring into the third dimension
In sisters of the sacred well and stories yet I tell
Hence with denial hath so far no such rain
As a gentle muse of sable shroud and destined urn
Given much yet to learn
Of ashes to yet discern
Where were you ye nymphs
In two remodeling deep on the shaggy hop
Of more at the chime of seven
I face the real music in the Shepherd.....
4-5-18
In another love story about a bachelor and his cat
Romantic and difficult as skies grew light
Mo more regrets of a hot stab and not a dead cold ache slipping into flotsam phase
In lowly service rejoicing in the Christianity pattern
I take in a stray and greet the light of day
He was alone and she was a stray
No, you're not alone
In nothing shall I be ashamed
On a girdle my temples bind
Hold on loosely but don't let go as to shun
To have her graces spied in called where we find it afresh
That hast thou sprung and today it's me and my scrolls
In heaven's extremest sphere where love conquers fear
A stray to tend to all day!
O, Marrow Compass
4-5-18
Come joy and thunder
In a boy and his plunder
Back to Istanbul to see it for oneself
For a portrait assignment and straightforward
In our ethical matter for hunger but not for terror
My bad agency, my error
As bands of death are broken
And sweetness is next to read about it in the text
Occupied in trying to salvage something more in depth
As one to get the raw deal in the way we shalt not steal
But I still do throwing oneself over the edges
As I behold my protective hedges
And tomorrow it's lunch with Mother
O, marrow compass
Do we lay low to be given further instructions
To do what we know in common fate of all things rare....
Trying To Salvage Something
4-5-18
Could it be greed
For the true creed virtuous and true
To see to my want and need
To cut a gateway in it as to but begin
In trying to salvage something more for our Philanolphia
Orchestrated battleground noise
There dwelt all that was good knocking on ocher wood
For candlesticks sound by God
Eighty-eight to ninety-two to ninety-six
Another election where Deva spreads her wizard instead
In that we cannot defy this equinox and moon waxing greeting Gedney
Believing not this in all giving her a miss
Remembering sister Washington
Next Camus reverened side
Let us build a fire from of such
To get back in touch....
Destined Urn
4-5-18
Living again ere his prime
He can take our life back any day
Now a book for a buck
Take a look but not for luck
Of thick denim and thirty dollars in food stamps
Greeting Lycidas as to highlight words that stand out in bitter constraining
This morning having fun with words to bring into the third dimension
In sisters of the sacred well and stories yet I tell
Hence with denial hath so far no such rain
As a gentle muse of sable shroud and destined urn
Given much yet to learn
Of ashes to yet discern
Where were you ye nymphs
In two remodeling deep on the shaggy hop
Of more at the chime of seven
I face the real music in the Shepherd.....
Tuesday, July 17, 2018
slogging
Slogging It Out
4-5-18
Seems to me it's as simple as this
Another holy kiss on bright skies of darkest of days
Then die for its common fate
Greatly appreciated no monarch but would give his crown
s skies grow dark on the west end of town
For heaven's extremest sphere and no such fear
Got to get it right in straight Jackson's freedom and love of creation
Given more scrolls to copy down in my book for more studies in Hoffman
And Young and as well Fitzgerald
On a gentle jump a hurdling away of time
Right in the Scripture come slogging it out
Within her purview for slight undulations
As droplets melt when they hit the ground
What will be found?
As storms interrupt routine in thansgiving
And our salvation and more good sound.....
Growing My Mollusk (Outside The Shell)
4-5-18
As confident by ones chains
Triumphant in ones reigns
And a ruby as big as a clenched fist
The size of a human heart
Curious for fast beast racked to toe Bocilla Island Seaport
As to rock around the clock not to add affliction to our Cains Ali incomplete
For the memories of holding her hand dropping in on the one I love
It was just the garbage truck in local church's summary as slivers subside
In a rough stone age of diamonds needing cutting in Paul's expeditions
For deliverance according to this earnest desire
For the knowledge and to apply it to life
Leave it to memory in me for from an eavesdropped
My mollusk dream as I wake at five to see she is still alive
Insomuch as both in my bonds....
4-5-18
Seems to me it's as simple as this
Another holy kiss on bright skies of darkest of days
Then die for its common fate
Greatly appreciated no monarch but would give his crown
s skies grow dark on the west end of town
For heaven's extremest sphere and no such fear
Got to get it right in straight Jackson's freedom and love of creation
Given more scrolls to copy down in my book for more studies in Hoffman
And Young and as well Fitzgerald
On a gentle jump a hurdling away of time
Right in the Scripture come slogging it out
Within her purview for slight undulations
As droplets melt when they hit the ground
What will be found?
As storms interrupt routine in thansgiving
And our salvation and more good sound.....
Growing My Mollusk (Outside The Shell)
4-5-18
As confident by ones chains
Triumphant in ones reigns
And a ruby as big as a clenched fist
The size of a human heart
Curious for fast beast racked to toe Bocilla Island Seaport
As to rock around the clock not to add affliction to our Cains Ali incomplete
For the memories of holding her hand dropping in on the one I love
It was just the garbage truck in local church's summary as slivers subside
In a rough stone age of diamonds needing cutting in Paul's expeditions
For deliverance according to this earnest desire
For the knowledge and to apply it to life
Leave it to memory in me for from an eavesdropped
My mollusk dream as I wake at five to see she is still alive
Insomuch as both in my bonds....
pen pal
Best Buddy (Pen Pal)
4-4-18
Her son as his best buddy
Let us study
Requiring not a sign
Good to see you again, my kinswoman
Tell her about it
And such will make her day
Young and desperate for instant gratification
Soon to turn forty-five and look alive and no more strive
Knowledge is mine today and no such parking fine
All the good day as in submission to just be me
Based on a powerful emotion
One in two billion
O, create a wave of change where the coffee is good
Amen, I'm on time
God bless another tracker in his highlands
Admitting that which is ridiculed in God's eyes
A special people unspotted for crazy sound
As winds are going to blow
Passing my possession prized
All in good timing while it's hot....
Ten True Summers Long
4-4-18
The machines of magnification and the Ladder
Cobra, asp and adder
Fastened to Paul's wrists
He shakes her off and is not poisoned for one summer dream
And another blue moon as to expatriate
Where does the key of David fit
Hearing voices scream that I will never quit
Richard is always on the wake
Where clouds today break
I open up the floodgates of the course of innocence
Given the privilege to read my own work
As sitting next to salvation sufficient to feed the entire host
Behold I show you a mystery in classes of biology and world history
In a twinkling of an eye for that first trump and another scroll
Seeing it through as glass darkly until it comes to carry you home
We shall not all sleep
Go, lovely Rose and come again....
Last Of The Beats
4-4-18
Under Emerson our transcendentalist
Shunning graces spied out this Sunday
In hopes for a good sermon
Save the whales and spare the sails
And take these baby steps into the water
How sweet and fair in the hearts of these that care
For its coexistence and grandiose persistence
Greeting Waller by the way
He is alive somewhere of narrow compass
As to await in all that's good
Where death will have no sting
And this weekend I just do my thing
In the afternoon in the eve in saying a prayer for brother Steve
And today I tell him about Jesus
Where pretense is a treasure city in sacred ships
To sail the seventh age
Common fate of all things rare
On a girdle yet to be rent
I want to repent....
4-4-18
Her son as his best buddy
Let us study
Requiring not a sign
Good to see you again, my kinswoman
Tell her about it
And such will make her day
Young and desperate for instant gratification
Soon to turn forty-five and look alive and no more strive
Knowledge is mine today and no such parking fine
All the good day as in submission to just be me
Based on a powerful emotion
One in two billion
O, create a wave of change where the coffee is good
Amen, I'm on time
God bless another tracker in his highlands
Admitting that which is ridiculed in God's eyes
A special people unspotted for crazy sound
As winds are going to blow
Passing my possession prized
All in good timing while it's hot....
Ten True Summers Long
4-4-18
The machines of magnification and the Ladder
Cobra, asp and adder
Fastened to Paul's wrists
He shakes her off and is not poisoned for one summer dream
And another blue moon as to expatriate
Where does the key of David fit
Hearing voices scream that I will never quit
Richard is always on the wake
Where clouds today break
I open up the floodgates of the course of innocence
Given the privilege to read my own work
As sitting next to salvation sufficient to feed the entire host
Behold I show you a mystery in classes of biology and world history
In a twinkling of an eye for that first trump and another scroll
Seeing it through as glass darkly until it comes to carry you home
We shall not all sleep
Go, lovely Rose and come again....
Last Of The Beats
4-4-18
Under Emerson our transcendentalist
Shunning graces spied out this Sunday
In hopes for a good sermon
Save the whales and spare the sails
And take these baby steps into the water
How sweet and fair in the hearts of these that care
For its coexistence and grandiose persistence
Greeting Waller by the way
He is alive somewhere of narrow compass
As to await in all that's good
Where death will have no sting
And this weekend I just do my thing
In the afternoon in the eve in saying a prayer for brother Steve
And today I tell him about Jesus
Where pretense is a treasure city in sacred ships
To sail the seventh age
Common fate of all things rare
On a girdle yet to be rent
I want to repent....
wheat
Don't Forget The Wheat
4-4-18
Tooth like a flock of ewes
Just the way the meat the lion chews
Led by students of all such campuses
For old lips and shaved mustasches fourscore concubines
Rising on the third day
Can you see me for the Jesus within
Terrible as an army with banners
I mind my manners
Belly like a heap of wheat
I purchase it this coming Monday
As soon as we come to know the prism in a dewdrop
Upon the dance of Mahamain for Baalim
Set about with lilies
Neck like a tower of ivory
And the blue is back
I replace the black
And mouth like the best wines
As they say, "We love you" and it will do
Smothering it early in the vineyard
Looking towards Damascus leaning upon her beloved
For our octopus frontier....
Approving The Release
4-4-18
Of our Edna Webster collection yet undiscovered
In a want of a clean shave under Houghton Mifflin
We see it afresh for fields to till and thresh
Back in Eugene, Oregon
For the desire is towards me as gem set in stories for you
And never again to lie for my earlier work not polished
I climb again up your palm tree
By nothing abolished come my beloved not demolished
As in flower and dreams to leave behind a memory of nightmare
Plowing into score six help me, please to understand it
Under the apple tree I awaken thee
Our king over all the land
Now that you're looking at me
He's here soon
Now I can get on with it
Approving this release.....
Saliva On Page Fifty-Two
4-4-18
O, world glide effortlessly into oceans of labile emotions
In other Goshens upon mountains of spices
Of my love card that for which we thrive
Knowing it for turrets of silver
Seek her as such and into keepers
Rest if you need to as we pray for each other
Our Mariner original in Hemingway
What do I care?
Where blessed are the poor in Spirit
Whether they be prophesies all will fail
Save the charity we put to work
Nice hat, my friend
Here's how
Stop using scrawl to rejoice and be
Exceedingly glad
O, egg hunter open another scroll
And call up yonder to roll
Time for that clean shave....
Pecans And Celery
4-4-18
In dealings of rare books
Sunup, light's out and see it bright
To get it right as charity vaunts not nor is unseemly
For a shaving cut and no such if and or but
In the illusion of what we think we see
Suffering long and kind in friends and lovers
To cover a multitude of sin
Faith he did not lose
As to hear that God doth win
For that which I know in part
Behold I show you this mystery
All to go down in history for another five star brief manuscript
In '94 I get my high school diploma
Even in failing all my classes
Soon in need of a new pair of glasses
And good memories of these
While down on my knees
In God's eyes quite worthy to be baptized again
I practice the faith in real intent
Still looking for answers.....
4-4-18
Tooth like a flock of ewes
Just the way the meat the lion chews
Led by students of all such campuses
For old lips and shaved mustasches fourscore concubines
Rising on the third day
Can you see me for the Jesus within
Terrible as an army with banners
I mind my manners
Belly like a heap of wheat
I purchase it this coming Monday
As soon as we come to know the prism in a dewdrop
Upon the dance of Mahamain for Baalim
Set about with lilies
Neck like a tower of ivory
And the blue is back
I replace the black
And mouth like the best wines
As they say, "We love you" and it will do
Smothering it early in the vineyard
Looking towards Damascus leaning upon her beloved
For our octopus frontier....
Approving The Release
4-4-18
Of our Edna Webster collection yet undiscovered
In a want of a clean shave under Houghton Mifflin
We see it afresh for fields to till and thresh
Back in Eugene, Oregon
For the desire is towards me as gem set in stories for you
And never again to lie for my earlier work not polished
I climb again up your palm tree
By nothing abolished come my beloved not demolished
As in flower and dreams to leave behind a memory of nightmare
Plowing into score six help me, please to understand it
Under the apple tree I awaken thee
Our king over all the land
Now that you're looking at me
He's here soon
Now I can get on with it
Approving this release.....
Saliva On Page Fifty-Two
4-4-18
O, world glide effortlessly into oceans of labile emotions
In other Goshens upon mountains of spices
Of my love card that for which we thrive
Knowing it for turrets of silver
Seek her as such and into keepers
Rest if you need to as we pray for each other
Our Mariner original in Hemingway
What do I care?
Where blessed are the poor in Spirit
Whether they be prophesies all will fail
Save the charity we put to work
Nice hat, my friend
Here's how
Stop using scrawl to rejoice and be
Exceedingly glad
O, egg hunter open another scroll
And call up yonder to roll
Time for that clean shave....
Pecans And Celery
4-4-18
In dealings of rare books
Sunup, light's out and see it bright
To get it right as charity vaunts not nor is unseemly
For a shaving cut and no such if and or but
In the illusion of what we think we see
Suffering long and kind in friends and lovers
To cover a multitude of sin
Faith he did not lose
As to hear that God doth win
For that which I know in part
Behold I show you this mystery
All to go down in history for another five star brief manuscript
In '94 I get my high school diploma
Even in failing all my classes
Soon in need of a new pair of glasses
And good memories of these
While down on my knees
In God's eyes quite worthy to be baptized again
I practice the faith in real intent
Still looking for answers.....
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