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....
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