Friday, January 11, 2019

balm

Balm Of Gilead
10-12-18

The closer we get
We need agree according to all integrity
Of which we ought see all in Ebenezar just you and I
Outnumbered in permission of Oxford University Press
Awake ye spirits as to break out the pens and paints
All for two grand in books and posterity of fishhooks
As life goes on and on and I take a look around to give God thanks
For what He has blessed me with for a hundred or so in pens
Rejoice, ye living and ye dead
O, God of our right to flesh
O, so wrong
It took a hurricane for me to write this song
And as the hour approaches we inquire why is the dark so impenatrable
In Wallace F. Bennett written majestically
We thank thee of every blessing
At odds with blood and bone, our balm....






Servants At Philippi
10-12-18

Nation to nation go forth soon to your short vacation
Coming in from the craziness for God hath a controversy
All for waves and waves of peacefulness all for press release our songs of patience
O, I will when I will still leapfrogging into my near future situations
Patience as it stands for to begin to bring good upon our hamlets
Down at the coffee shop therefore prophesy
Taking the cup at thy hand to drink so I can hear myself think
As it is meet only right
Go home for iced tea and chicken
As to frolic and caper half remembering last night's strange dreams repetitive
All for our charmer disarmingly inasmuch as both in our bonds
For God is my record.....






Bon Vivant
10-12-18

Grace be unto you so it is written in the epistle
To the Philippians being confident of this very thing
With bishops and deacons our emblems and beacons
Summer has come and gone for silence louder than noise
Grace be unto you featuring time jumpers' heartache number four
And it's looking good for today and tomorrow for Phlegas in ones mauloseum
Bon Vivant in a hopeful heart of a knock upon the door for a plastic turtle
Sitting upon my ceramic cat
I rejoice greatly
Grace be unto you for peace and mercy
Let happen the inevitable in Plutus Bon Vivant.....





...With None Save It Be...
10-12-18

No objections and no such excuses
Collective like the consciousness of unsettled affairs
O, God of my humbled hairs
Off soon to another good start
I'm going to stick it out in Sylvan forests
Of trilogies never written in the world as nuptial
Every tongue doth but confess this faded love of Evander
For now we have chosen it
And I appreciate it every whit feeling electricity in my right thigh
On the spot pray for them before you forget about a friendly face
As to heckle burning our taper at Glentanar today bluish gray all for bananas
I cannot grow weary of it in that I love it
Being found in fashion
I peak my head out just in time to greet a friend
And get it off my shoulders
Let this mind be in you.....






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