slope

Another Slope
5-9-18

Slope as huddled hope as to be muddled some way ahead
Some far behind as class goes on and life is a school of minnows
To endlessly yearn it as often in was in their power to bless
And I once said
Never mind the words between the pages
When I can touch the cover of her books
Forgetting about the numbers on my old school digital wristwatch
Setting affections on things above
Remembering love in the song of the dove
For boulders lying at the foot of this slope
Telling me that there is hope
Slope as contemplated and by the world
We'd rather be hated as to chase our rainbows to the northeast
For every needy and naked soul where love is a simple melody
Casting a shadow in the sun....






Getting To The Good Stuff
5-9-18

Lifting flickering torches
Pushing elephants up my stairwell
Where Aragorn is still searching
Today let the chips fall and let Jesus do the rest
As Nohirrim seldom comes around
Let us find our path somewhere downstream
Back into our Ammonihah
Behold they fought with stones and arrows
And I still go for that Barq's root beer
Let us hope so they would but as well
For ye are dead and your life is hidden with Christ
Sitting by the place of entrance
We need to talk about what needs to be done
Reshuffling my own priorities
Now that things are safe with hands chafe
Long time in foreign hills on coastal towns......






Still He Freely Gives
5-9-18

Because He lives
We do as still He freely gives
To see me and you
Small schism white like in the green valleys
Of the gregarious guarrilous digging up the ridge of earth
Round about them as to become as easy prey to ourselves
Squeezing that river like she doeth with us
It's right here in my pocket with these snippets notched
To add to her rebirth in the law of love
Given other assignments seen as rights and privileges
As pheasants don't bother to fly as raised to dwell with He
Whom hath redeemed them breaking the bands of death wishing you well  on your way
As to downsize again like as being born
Pare those apples nicely in compote and compassion
As to prosper in the land.....






Pippins Not Split
5-9-18

In pippins not split
Devil's voice inside says that I'll never quit
Where it's the little things that count for something
Like a Mothers' Day card and another book
Our standard crust for great pies in the latter end of the eighteenth year
I could have told you about it long ago
Sometimes mishaps keep us on our toes and I rejoice in such
O, clementine saccrine do your best as to invest by commandments
That we should prosper in our place of security and behold to our astonishment
We are what we are
Behold he did care for us in the land of Noah
With firm determination and still I ramble on
Not wrong to own things as long as they don't own you
See it with your eyes by the sun's rays every day.....





Rocks On The Rum
5-9-18

When satisfied with silver not rich toward God
What can I do today to make things better
We need to talk about a need of assistance
Out our manner of preparation for things to come as prepared
For our Lamanites as to acknowledge the lesser lights for the blood of our people
And tasting silence for a season cast up adrift roundabout
In stacte and onycha in our perpetual covenant our galahum
For rocks on the rum under the Arabic promises
Yet to be sought to be kept by the laver of His foot simply stated
And peculiarality but at a marble table with pine scented candles
Our silver gold and bark still not rich towards our own master of miracle
And as well disaster......