Savannah

In War-Torn Savannah
12-26-18

Give ear and O, consider Judas
Flowering my book for a half a dollar
In war-torn Savannah
All for encouragement of the acid
That alters states of matter in brainwaves beligerant
In a want for more and more of the God that makes it all so
All for mindfulness on the go
Reading their Georgia Gazette for the cause of Alabama
Eleven to go anything wrought for me lucky for us both
Could we now, in earnest bear the burden of blessing bestial
Now how do we find their press on the far sides of our campfire.....






Once A Dresdon
12-26-18

As fear breaks the silence and faith quiets it again
Of no such violence for the sheep that dwell in my pen
O, sing the praises of the hallowed striking a new note of contempt
In Ogletherpe still on a roll oddly enough for the pop quiz in cheerful voices
I gamble with the gift stumbling into London gutters
In that I know He knows my weakness
Yet Recucavin greeting lady Purchis patrolling petrolium
I bid you welcome at Winchelsea....





Dishing Up
12-26-18

Despite damply clinging skirts behind my smoke-blackened exterior
We find it anew even when we haven't got a clue
Looking for a moment or two
I didn't seem to recall the name all for this apostacy
A fair explanation for what went on between the lines by one to keep ones balance
Mind, nonsense arm supporting arm all in Winchelsea estates of weal, woe and wonder
Soon to dish up and turn it over to autopilot and that's all one wrote of such a boast
Keep the thirst.....