reading it

Still Reading It
9-20-18

Literature can be fattening
But I love you just the way you are
If I die tonight to know I will see Jesus for journalism
As a breakneck pace and mindfulness on the go as revoking Taylor's call
Hearts are to be broken and I'm glad to serenade you with all surreptitiousness
And I hand it all over where no law would give in
O, come take your journey into the wilderness and offer a sacrifice
And now that I feel better about it
I praise Him more and the coffee I pour
By the time you read this you would have understood me a little bit better
Toward the point of Bristol in the land of our sanctuaries
In the know he is stopped in his tracks.....





Near Assisi
9-20-18

Turning back the pages hearing a voice whisper
"You ought to be proud"
Setting continuity free from their cages as I sing aloud
For gravy trains and illegible scribble to decode
Later near Assisi Francis go and fix my congregation falling into ruins
Give to day half a chance in strange vocations
As nakedness symbolizes the renunciation of the world and its dance
As summer before the bishop's count
Don't mean to be leading you on
As so I'd be bleeding at the break of day
To lose myself this night in trust there is our hope
No more to rust in learning new ways to cope
For Christian classes of the ages in Raphael
Break no such renown by words either justified or condemned.....







Rory
9-20-18

As the numbers increased in restriction shed at the Rivo Torto becoming fondness
Of the third order the portiuncula indulgence in the center of Pharisaical revival
God have my hand to be steady in this Rory Tanndhill according to God's will
In still and strong waters in the sunbleached courts of Avinston
And illustrations by Peter Goodfellow in this rendition
Laconic and ambitious and lo it shall be
Again the rejected king announces judgement way down in Appita
with glasses high we raise our cry  in which too we have a vital dark in the play
In de verne so much to learn in inaffable Crozier....