passing

Passing The Test
10-11-18

At a desert weigh station as God is just to every man in the Spirit
As we should hear it therefore prophesy according to what you have heard
As to tread the grapes as we raise the roof
For lo, I bring mad tidings as it shall be just what it is
As I reach our midworld all for our own lowing touch and case for a crouched crutch
Learning my Greek and Dutch and as for they that tread the grapes
As to dream the shadows' shades prophesy thou against them therefore prophecy
For your own benefit in thou that tread the grapes in various dreams of shapes
All for Roland of Gilead in a need to get out while there's gold in the air
And Jack wins again.....






Grove Of Trees
10-11-18

In the days when I could still breathe
All for the gift of free time
O, give ear to that sweet cry all about the life of the man in black
More is expected of me now that much I have been blessed with
Spirit to matter until death comes gazing at photos from the days of my innocence
Picking our your own song from the uproar taking up Joseph Wambrough for more coffee
To pour, O, Pipe Layer astonished to the bone she hangs up the phone
As it's calling for torrential rains and ponderous in wasting merely at all clear
All for the blooming I'm still bleeding
This time around it's the real deal
Lost in how to feel and God knows I need it!