Saturday, November 3, 2018

oxford

Oxford
8-1-18

Obeying magistrates
Even those who are disobedient
Base, mean and contemptible
In another prop such as this as to become friend, singular
In journeys provided that they are forward
As to but struggle for ones lives all through the day
God hates to see us suffer like such
As the mortar that supports the blocks
And in our fertile soil many roots and rocks
Without friendship all other relationships fail
So to speak as blessed are the meek
And more and more today I seek
Taking up my Oxford of University press
As today I mean to caress






Where Covenants Connect
8-1-18

Apostrophe used to reveal possession
I think my new library is of workers for today's thunders
As squabbling through city traffic just to go to school in Boston
What a beautiful view it is today
O, lightning one observe the sillouhette as to be hidden up and eat crow
Blessed be the tie that binds
O, how I need a place to shine
Could it be right here and now
Next to the mountain of the Lord's house
Where covenants connect and I can feel the presence
Where storms come and fade in building and journeying.....






Search For The Spice Of Life
8-1-18

Point to point analysis
O, bring not paralysis
what more can I want as brightly beams our Father's mercy and grace
As eager eyes are watching under our new head man of old classic progressive bands
I have never heard of in my search for the spice of life
O, what is it but the coriander seed on the backyard of my mancave
O, sacred pillar lead me back to my late Uncle Dave
Among our remnant fly away blue jay and show me the way
And give me words to say as Spirit ceases to strive when Jesus is alive....






Swept Down (Slept Up)
8-1-18

Highly informative is the Word and His name
Like nothing we have ever heard
All in our Joel cross one bears every now and then
All in Valderocas and Spanish beauty
what do you want from me?
In absorbing love
A whale of a story about forgiveness
In ones Colophon even when I know not what I say
At the firehouse confirmed at Juderial ordering the establishment
Of pearls of great price
Cup of ice for the first time free of charge
Play more and worry less
Where covenants connect....






Beneath The Altar
8-1-18

Today my cup runneth over allegorically
O, once the way our frog analogous
All lined up for our pageant for vintage all for the young king and white ostrich feathers
O, the carriage is being repaired as we speak
For cat and mouse partnership beneath the altar as christened
No death in the pot
And another fit of longing
She licks at it and drops fragments of tunafish on my loveseat
Where I look for opportunities to love her more each day
Half-done another sixteen ounce cup of it
O, how I love it....





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