captive

Still Captive
4-2-18

Of national supremacy
I made my bed for tourists' new dreams out of my control
I go out and get what I want and need
In Rosliter that doth but haunt quoted confidently by historians
Of the latter sort for diamonds in all urgency
By the blood on ones right ear
Just put your hands in mine
For our footnotes of the text
As synchronized to travel back to Saint John
As islands not far from the mainlands where we come
And tomorrow it's on
Of national supremacy
Listen to the conference fire
On the palm of ones left hand
Soon get on board
Woof or warp as skies get sunnier by the hour
And Eden needed to happen otherwise we could not be here
In all cirriculums
You pass!





Still Festering (Excusable)
4-2-18

Taken captive by books in my pile
I'll see you after a little while while okay
Here's your furnace but no smell of smoke upon vestures
And not a hair on ones head singed
All will be accomplished today in Jesus
Our masterpiece of Moyden romance
I do that victory dance
In hopes to hold onto some money for the week
As mountains climb your endless sea
Still festering
Like the leprocy of those that still do not know
I had no idea it would come to this
To let the living bird loose in our yearlings
Ten quarts will do
And I work for You!
Admitting ones flaws
No one but Jesus is without blemish
No longer insidious nor even pernicious
As to climb the stairs of change
It feels so good to paint the face for scars of youth....






Still Obstinate (Hardheaded)
4-2-18

Where Lawrence matters as much as Browning
For Emerson kiss the tears that you cry
Lachrymal for a touch within
Still hard-nosed for the Interstate ninety-five
Heading back north where I do that victory dance of an inner child
She says don't try to be something that you're not
For aerial blows, suits and ties
Act as for me bows
A prism in the western skies like a promise
Indigo was the only lacking hue
Where all things are made new
Stay with it today and do what you are told
Sententiously practical for the good of mankind in effect
Back in Boulder, Colorado where I was wrong
As to vouch for my desk upon my couch
Now you have returned with more experience
Under the best still obstinate in faith dual
Such fits me like a glove in love....





Praying For Better Dreams
4-2-18

Don't forget the coffee and sugar
And don't forget the trash bags and light bulbs
Where you came along so peculiar and special in the city of ones dreams
For temples yet to be built glorious by four scrolls already found in my Easter basket
I don't think I will have a casket requesting to be scattered as dust upon the Atlantic coast
Praying tonight for a wonderful dream that excludes perdition
I've been seeing in times like these
Appealing to tender emotions amongst learned men in the Soviet Union
No longer mawkish nor lukewarm
I give it a reheat in Dostoyovsky for figures in the intelligible
Bless these that are passing on through
Stop by for a visit as to fight the distance of lees and dregs of sediment
All will be well tonight.....