Sunday, January 13, 2019

judges

Judges
10-17-18

And now that there is light
I can read the first chapter of the book of Judges
And I do what I need to do today
As to write, read, worship and pray calling it Kiriath Sepher
Taking up Norma Klein as to call it mine all mine
As to advance into Hebrew as I know my part to bring up the reading
It's alright if you don't care smashing and tender
Romantic our defender in the Vulgate our Othneil
Maybe they're drinking me where saying "I don't know" is an attribute
As Judah did not take it driven from it
Three sons of Anak where indifference has empty smiles unfolding
All melodrama smashing and tender in freewheeling natives....






Judah Is To Go
10-17-18

O, dear lion Iron Mount Zion
Spring will come again eventually but O, my Lance
It's only October having heartaches by the number
Where my world ends it's alright if you don't care
Giving Acsan to wed as so Jesus bled  for threes by the score
Show us how we get into the city at Fawcet Crest sending French postcards
Where generosity is the highest virtue and a road enough to ride
As in Othneil he urged her at Negev and the western foothill
And much to do about it
O, bless the day and accept all that is bleak
In contemplative prayer for those less fortunate
Double the money next week
What can I do for you?
As I say the things you used to say
Judah is to go!







Of That Which Rocks
10-17-18

As crying Jericho
As prying all so slow
So He shows us where all I can hear is the ticking of the clocks
Nothing is more important as that which rocks
As it is much too soon to think twice as relishing past pleasures
Pleading Pleides in a moment
Each city with its territory as to advance against ourselves
At the net on opposite sides where life is just another scene north unto Dan
Right next to Syar and crazy arms tread on me
Back to the hill of Mereh and forty years of peace in the land of Ammon
O, apostesy do your worst where there's no need to be mobilized
As to spin like a squirrel in his cage in the valley of Soreg
Samson is taken out....






Glow Glory
10-17-18

In places where gruesome is glorious in the movies
As I ought to alphabetize my book collection
And call it a library like the fireman that was just what he was
All for our master storyteller
It's another way to see me through
Three years later I have more of a handle on it
Now that I can self advocate north to Mount Tabor
As to be counterattacked
He is prompt and today he's my hero
Along with my Animus of manifestations
As ones breath in the cold compensates at Timnah
Back to Gaza talking to my own main man in the mirror
And God knows I did it again from Gilgal to Bokim
As we rock out to country as an alien to the commonwealth
All for my good health
Glow glory in lightning.....






One Increment At A Time
10-17-18

Keep the door pried ajar just in case you want to return
To this good work in convent memoirs to admire and adore
As I know to be primed all in retreat masters as ones gods will be a snare
And so they say I'm taking it all too hard
For the hill country of Ephraim migrating south
O, how does a duck know which way to fly
Call me not a tight wad at Beth-Shemeth one increment at a time
Could I ever had dreamed it all as memories linger
They still give me the finger
South from Hazor to the sea of Galilee
Today I get what I need
God be merciful
God be gracious at Tarnach
Growing up with the confines of Prady G. Slaughter
Of all Brittanic majesty....






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