Saturday, April 13, 2019

Vexilla

My Vexilla
1-23-19

Yes your works are as faith lived out
As still I wait for my trip to come in
In our knock them down storm up here in the woods
Making it all too clear weal to the land shadowing us with wings
In a fear of running out peeled and scattered for shifting sands and broken lands
In hopes for another literary adventure today short and sweet for pure nothingness
By our primordial paradise Nulla Silva Talen Profent
Seeing it for its first doing meted out and trodden underfoot
Here so is this rambling for Vexilla Regil......





Argumentation Revisited
1-23-19

O, root of all secrets
Unfold the mystery of common knowledge of good and evil
Here so is the rambling of night and water Axis Munai always afraid of going without
Yea, Quasimodo is the word today another drink rigt around the bend
O, dear Prime Minister of all trees in the garden for plans and prophesies
And they did do you wot lonesome and I stay up
No not at all my friends are in my head
Bringing up Burmingham on hard times conceptual for this manifestation
Still entitled in such Ekons passing with flying colors.....






Featherweight
1-23-19

Still entitled for the ship to home in Down at our roundhouse
Through the cornfield bottle fleshly filled as refractory so is read this message
All for the Isrealites' choice as one today to find my voice under a black cloud
Past the barn under our tall oaks consoled as to be convinced by example Allelujah inevitable
Ones center as to cipher in celebration under the oaks and up to the hill for departures
Of civilians as sung about in ones monestery as to compartmentalize somewhere
All for recycled aluminium virtue.....





Giving In Calcutta
1-23-19

All for reprisals up the hill to ones refuge in this retreat
By midwinter sawing as rehashing His Asian journal soon to regroup
And meet for true understanding and a time for upheaval in comprehension
She's waiting for you there for our deepest lodgings no appologies necessary
In Christian vision as summed up to all indecision written the year I was born
And published posthumously giving it in Calcutta reproduced above all for our love
In spiritual seekers so will fit the glove on a trip to our Far East.....






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