miscellany

Miscellany
10-2-18

All in my miscellany October
I count not myself as to have apprehended
Again I will begin again and again and again
As soon I'm in need for a fresh pen
Back to Avitar fair through the wilderness of this world
Lighting on a certain place where I carry my books
Loving their texture and nostalgic smell
Back to my favorite solution of vain yards as I ponder over Oram
And the bass going auctioneering after many alkalis like idols as many as street corners
Trying my hand at prose but still I rhyme and God knows
As compassed of many reviled dcribbled works not mischance
But an opportunity for a challenge
I count not myself to have apprehended.....






Spiritual Sister Speaks
10-2-18

Pink as I read I rejoice and gain corrosion
To my own word this one thing I do as to press towards the mark
And no one put words in my mouth as to heed the tremble
As so ebulliation is today's vocabulary word to share with Sister
According to the Spirit
All for out English library crossing the river of death
Into the celestial city
O, follow the cobblestone road as many as be perfect
able longer to contain it all for the fire in me
Of read aloud inside of me undone
Travelling heavy today all men a gamble
And a cinnamon bun
As to perceive ones dimness and pay a visit
To their talk and come packing Mount Calvary
Some go to the door and plunder the vineyards
You, who are for oneself.....







At Peace, At Last
10-2-18

In ones plight going home where it's at
To you and I but right here and now
Wherein the Koran begins with the Cow
Blieving in the Last Day
Its truly October and my ado was for nothing at all
Let us therefore as many as be perfect
Be thus minded
Wake up this is the time you've been waiting for
As to decree for you in bloodshed for our merciful dispensation
where do we go from here?
Go for it in quadruple rest dare you overkill
For Spirit to fill blood will spill
For the redemption of captives as pardoned by aggrieved brothers
Knowing their angry mothers
She's mad because she loves me
As to bequeath it and banter guidance....






Cleaning Revisited
10-2-18

In this plight again I go home to watch the way it was
In aluminum foil I make me whole
Ally me the question and go for it
And count it all wisdom at the chime of five as it was
When she was with us cleaned by a cool breeze
Telling tall tales of tedium and tell tale triumph where trouble increases
when we fail to stay in the present moment
Here we go again at war with fleshly members
Facing many cold Decembers
As to see what I can see
Write her a letter someday  but print neatly
As part of me is still dreaming of being that playwright
Asking for a light and give Jesus one today......