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Pop Tomorrow
7-31-18

Nothing but pop tomorrow
Already running out of money
O, honey do you want it sunny
Moreover take ye a great roll
And write in it with a man's pen
Yet to greet our prophetess all for our Stanford-Binet
It is bad from the start in cool rivers and mud on their banks
Giving my thanks weal to those that bear righteous decrees
As soon we know the edge of our thunderstorm as in the day of visitation
Frightening millions in such a fear one does but enjoy
Somehow like a paged turned for a slower learner....





Egnoshi
7-31-18

Going home to write some more
And to relocate missing books as Spirit voices rule the night
And I love the belch of Barque's messy for my forensic homework
To read the chapter pumping the suspense out of hearts that have known trouble
Out on the outskirts of town at the stroke of madness of Spirit voices
That rule the pre-dawn path to success unforgetable my morning coffee and its sensation
In a split second I dive right in and learn to swim
Sharing credit and giving thanks
As many morbid questions to ask
For canned worms from the heart....





On The Neponset
7-31-18

Reach out by daybreak to overcome the obstacle
And defeat your enemy feeling blessed that our paths have crossed
Greeting Rockwood by the way in dreams of going there again
Crossing our Suffolk County line on the Neponsert
Time to go fishing with my boy where plaster crumbles
Trust not a word you only thought you heard
What in heaven am I up to
waiting for a knock at my door
The greater the weapon the bigger the fear
Reach out by daybreak....