Sunday, September 9, 2018

Gen.

On Genesis 3:15
5-8-18

See how they glide away as to put ones pride away
If it implies anything at all
As we try so hard to bring around the message
She gave me of the tree and I ate
O, divine interrogation so be it, amen
Fully established all for my dinosaurs
Because you have done this
You are blessed beyond believing
As to enter by doing of right all of Minister J
And my tragic consequence of not going there when I should
As to bruise ones head and to more snooze
On a twilight bed on our boldness we shall go like the serpent despicable
With enmity and amity of chains of differences
We taste it afresh as God's graphic greeting
In chimes of incendiary moodies today
In strange times......





On Job 1:5-7
5-9-18

Adding further devotion concerning me and you
Jesus has been there
Two in faded tapestry hanging and sham-like figures
Of the Dames of days upon the succession to our fortune unparalleled
Sail off in blue ink and joy to make one more than think
Cursed is the ground for your own sake
Time to walk on over and join somebody
And so it goes I wake at three
For God knows I'm just being me
As walls are closing in
I partake of more sin in following the Orcs
As swallowing forks under another hammer
Of burnt offerings according to the number
O, pierce the stone and that you're not alone
O, where comest thou?







Shrimp With Kinfolk
5-9-18

When you look into my eyes
Tell me what you see
Today it's calling again for sunny skies
And to me not alone it's something new
As our hero, Ludwig names another move to see just what he can prove
As playing the dozens remembering games and shrimp with my cousins
As to whiz at a plot at a flat-out sprint seeing myself in I to the death
All for Corsican shade of Sister Beth
As our substance is increased in the ward and another page is creased
So that the writer might understand and what you see is more than me
In ones world of riveting intrigue as a whiz at plot nothing wavering.....






At Least Once
5-9-18

Drinking coffee in my younger Sister's house
The Sabeans fall upon us where the oxen were plowing
In what we see smiling through ones scowling
And I escape to tell you the good news
For camera crews and a pair of new shoes
As we kill what we wish to destroy
In hopes to get something done at least once a day
As the dunce but May for someone else's imagination
Behold to their uttermost astonishment
Massacre by barbarious cruelty in the Sue Bear of my sobriety
Taking up Heffernan and later on some Katvok like a pet rock
As He smote the sky
We're in the same boat
But Alas, why?






As To Understand Us
5-9-18

As revolution undermines us all for the resolution
Never again to fall as His resurrection and Ascension  into heaven
As the deadline for a clean house in June seven
And the sequence astray to make a change and it's nothing strange
As to be infested in times and in seasons and another draught to be digested
Where Jesus gives us reasons for the sequence altered to a cliche the more rapid flow
Of gross darkness given to who and what still looking for the where and why
A contradiction seems to be the story of the days to spend with you
As our literary license like trout we cast them back in and start believing
With a trill on the tip of my tongue
O, revolution undermine as to give us to it.....







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