Thursday, August 2, 2018

assurance

Blessed Assurance Revisited
4-12-18

Dwelling along ways untrodden
I need to know how it feels
Saying hello to Astrophel and stepping out again
Such as ones civilian heavy powered drones
The boys want to look hard in an everlasting reverence
For uneasy rush soon I turn it on again in living with the sadness
In lines composed for madness
As the world is too much
With us in Kubla Khan in our pilgrimage of chimney sweepers
If truth be told in weepers where I struggle and stay as to smuggle
As to but pray I assure you I am blinded by nonetheless
If what lieth inside of me
And these are decorations to set up this light
Where the highway doth but ignite
God help me to write....






Cranny Contacts
4-12-18

On the road to a good deal
Can you lend me a few bucks
In every cranny and nook
I love the surface of her book
And another page turned was all it took
For closest friends each and all and it had to happen
Yea, even of man, the fall
Come the master sergeant
This guy does dance as the memorize the wide water
Knowing to give good gifts for our daughter
Bound to reproach good sound as if from a coach
Change your shirt for today it's going to get warm
As Sister is a good sport to sit on Santa's lap
Hey, can you catch us a ride
For today we dwell on the peaceful side
I stood and fought for it
Chasing a rat where we look just like shadows
Stepping up to bat trying my hand at prose.....







To All Avail
4-12-18

For our visionary missionary professor in the latest rage
Reaching the age of accountability to jump in the water and learn to swim
O, where am I at wit it in our Pictor Ignotus and Fra Lippo on our balcony of personage
And its epilogue in Herve Riel taking it from the experts
Racing to their records in sisters up in Vegas
Our highway leading us to our tomorrow on the wing of another prayer
All for our gypsy caravan and long range filter traced in atlases
O, true son in common faith and a vacuum at eight in due time in our own season
Jesus is the reason to strive always pressing towards the mark
Where our dust has cleared available upon holy ground
Upon which we stand...






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