seafarer

Seafarer
5-16-18

Plying outside of chance
Straying far from the same old dance
As out feat proves successful in thinking outside the box
And taming as demonstrated it could be the fox
There still is time for divers washings where in silence
There is a noise noxious nonetheless expedient and heaven sent
And more birch beer cabbage for another book spree
Finding E.L.P. to be as middle ground
For essays of sport where a little goes a long way
In the blessing of music and literature
Call it such and stay in touch
In deeds of valor against the enmity
Think outside the box
At the turn of the Melinnium fine print
Yet to be recorded
As so to swear is synonymous to be sure of it.....






It's Out Of My Hands
5-16-18

Loving the smell of used books
As with writing worms we bait our hooks
Loving people everywhere
I enlighten you just as well as you do
Me back into Panama where no man knows the day
And I walk over early working hard but hardly working
It's still early too Cuban for words
As most say let's make it later
Stick your neck out to know what goes on
In actual and the factual back in Panama
Hey, little helper coming in the form of a devil on another level
A term of endearment in a congregation with no applause
O, does God hate the solemn assembly
Or did we misinterpret the message at hand
Pressure on pressure off
And thus begins the sixteenth year
Of coordinated raids....





Swear As To Be Sure
5-16-18

As to curry favor as to bury flavor
Back in Panama sometimes better to deny it
Gradually succumbed to despair
Sometimes it seems to appear all too much
Yet still we manage to keep in touch
God I pray that you guard my front door
Rave not nor even fret
Crave not the cigarette
Somehow someday I'll be in need of an explanation
Say not someday when the time of day is now
In much ado about nothing at all short while tall
In the darkest of days say not someday
As to visit the old pool
Just another one of my eccentricities
Using the air conditioner for the first time so far
Say not someday O, first magnitude star
God have me to just relax!





With The Wake Of Their Music
5-16-18

As to face up on the last call
Call your witness dozing while upright
Don't need any more caffeine where I seek sanction in this humor
For ruined palaces of best-kept mansions draw the last card
Warm, cool and happy and buccaneer warriors
Keep it quiet and go slow well worthwhile on the edges of swamps
By casual indifference another fifteen minute siesta while upright
Wrapped in the folds of your attention
Not an impossible endeavor
Next to the rest of forever
Time to turn it over
Write it down and turn around
Owing you in the main thankless privilege
Say not T.M.I. to what is common knowledge.....