I Begin Again
10-6-18
O, cant of the recounted without the apostrophe
In all catastrophe with my back up against the wall
A marvel of shivering and trying a novel of smithery and triumph
A novel of consuming passions as we drink and eat in all desperate defeat
Wipe your tears from your eyes one day to receive a crown of life
No more to deceive going down in strife
As kind words create wealth in the heart of our health
To make a new start as blessed is the man whom survives himself
As to be continually bathed in coffee ground
As I would really like to keep her around
Tender when drawn away no more exempted
As I've gone astray world of white soon underway
For a crown garnished black and white
It is still a beautiful night
To capture the little sounds of life....
Variableness
10-6-18
Moving into foreground background music of the spheres
Piping in good sound to ease my lingering and wandering
Fears all for the airplane engine
I bring it for you and sing it
But not to abhor you
Do not err my beloved as we wear it on our sleeves
As to now drink cold water from my sink just to think
As to be a kind of firstfruits as the thirst shifts
Clad in my world roots soon out for another
As so I pray for Mother
Not to worry and that today
I won't be in a hurry as a firstfruit of His creativity
I still ramble as such doth make me over
As to flip a switch
Surveying another well written Holocaust in that I can say that I know sin
But I know that I'm not lost....
Prattle
10-6-18
In a saga of fire like sadness beyond tears
Like madness beyond ones fears
Never as a dull moment out on the east side
Despite His chronicle of monstrous doers unparalleled
With the will to live as we have survived of His own will
Began He us red on Baals where we choose to take the bus
In unsettled lives I get a B minus Plus
For birds and omens in early October
I did what I could and still don't have the answer
As lust has conceived live or bust
As one deceived do not err
My believer drawn away and enticed
By politics and this initial but that's something
As one to prattle and prate
Across the stark forest nothing to hate....
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