I've Been Bhagavad Gita Bound
2-8-19
Thinking up theoretihos
Hoping for the best next week horizontal
I see those who made the scene and Monday I shop smart
With fifty dollars to spare for bare necessities
As leisure devotes himself to those not idle
Call the store all peace in Sir Edward Arnold for divergences
And Raja Yoga Sutras hitting on Laura without a word
The rain that's on the earth takes it in and I am what I am
All for parallel existences floating on back to it for creatures great and small
In ecstatic union of bridal mysticism
Rise and fall of Cthulu mythos-ripe.....
Take Up The Sword
2-8-19
All from what could have happened
And that which might come to pass for slavery of morphine preaching
In contemptible ways about it
Take up the sword and never doubt it
Should we call it by a name
Call it the Word that never comes back void
In differences waved aside but not for pride
I just go along for the ride
That's saying a lot all for much more yet to emphathise
For the McDonnald's fry grease monkeys wouldn't lie
Cleaning the area with our knowing
It's not bad, my son
Sucking it up for a cinnomin bun.....
Friday, May 31, 2019
unparalleled
Unparalleled Aristotelian
2-8-19
Very little common ground between us
Not to be bought or sold sought of old
Taught to yet mold and grant in inspiration from our humanities in humility
Of personal devotions for unparalleled richness and unpeered century
Of this personal emotion and nothing morenot to say about it all for its repetition to project
In Aristotelian metaphysical to ancient Sanskrit and these great rooms in solitude
But not left all alone as nothing is carved in stone
All for coyotes of Santa Fe and doctrines of pure love unparalleled......
"O, See!"
2-8-19
This is saying a lot
For bliss sharing all that we've bought
Loving your audations feeling blessed today with another Dead session of Lord Krishna
Philosophical Duke Mu Rip so for servitudes of corruption
At least I'm enjoying the ride
O, show me the ways of the soul as to pay your own toll
Answering telephones as a receptionist
It will be all worthwhile with no exception
Of the creature and her feature unparalleled
All I could interject was "O, see!"
Just Like Jericho
2-8-19
What's your is mine
Look not upon your own things but things of others
And say hello to all of my brothers by the readiness of the Dead
And the coldness on the street
Isn't it sweet taking it to the next level
Unto the supernatural we're still giving out our bowling trophies
And certificates of honor as to invariably head on out to meet her there
Sure of the essentials keeping it in the barnyard for more morality
As the judge of horses is Kao counterintuitive tending to get lost
One-sided and incomplete perhaps of debate.....
2-8-19
Very little common ground between us
Not to be bought or sold sought of old
Taught to yet mold and grant in inspiration from our humanities in humility
Of personal devotions for unparalleled richness and unpeered century
Of this personal emotion and nothing morenot to say about it all for its repetition to project
In Aristotelian metaphysical to ancient Sanskrit and these great rooms in solitude
But not left all alone as nothing is carved in stone
All for coyotes of Santa Fe and doctrines of pure love unparalleled......
"O, See!"
2-8-19
This is saying a lot
For bliss sharing all that we've bought
Loving your audations feeling blessed today with another Dead session of Lord Krishna
Philosophical Duke Mu Rip so for servitudes of corruption
At least I'm enjoying the ride
O, show me the ways of the soul as to pay your own toll
Answering telephones as a receptionist
It will be all worthwhile with no exception
Of the creature and her feature unparalleled
All I could interject was "O, see!"
Just Like Jericho
2-8-19
What's your is mine
Look not upon your own things but things of others
And say hello to all of my brothers by the readiness of the Dead
And the coldness on the street
Isn't it sweet taking it to the next level
Unto the supernatural we're still giving out our bowling trophies
And certificates of honor as to invariably head on out to meet her there
Sure of the essentials keeping it in the barnyard for more morality
As the judge of horses is Kao counterintuitive tending to get lost
One-sided and incomplete perhaps of debate.....
Thursday, May 30, 2019
barterer
Barterers
2-8-19
All for the poem and Gita taco and pita
By the fulfilling will of God
I survived again in a feeling I cannot contain
Among a jellyfish of two mollusks edible
At the all you can eat buffet
The rest is up to you in Ahasaura morions of peaceful oceans in Tauler
For in Fenelon I still seek out more for all the barterers in all mind toward you
Wash and I fold in doctrines of pure love and bridal mysticism
For all the literature of the East as a servitude to computation and I'm still searching.....
2-8-19
All for the poem and Gita taco and pita
By the fulfilling will of God
I survived again in a feeling I cannot contain
Among a jellyfish of two mollusks edible
At the all you can eat buffet
The rest is up to you in Ahasaura morions of peaceful oceans in Tauler
For in Fenelon I still seek out more for all the barterers in all mind toward you
Wash and I fold in doctrines of pure love and bridal mysticism
For all the literature of the East as a servitude to computation and I'm still searching.....
bloodthirsty
Bloodthirsty
2-8-19
Of hieratic representative of collective ferocity
I pour another cup of coffee as if it were something new
Making like a chamelion to but adapt in Bacchic orgies with coffee in excess
Almost always and collective barbaric according to circumstance
Taking another trip into the garden of mystery as to be immolated
Organizing around an uplifting center in integrated struggle
My advice to never start
No turning back now
Seeming as to depend with much here to defend
As kings rule and poor toil
For rash generalizations.....
Abstract Shellfish Greets
2-8-19
Raising Obsidian knife for cosmic contemplative possibilities
Where tulips don't have thorns in the blowing away of dandelion seed in late spring
Some viewed as rash generalizations in all kinds of religion
Even the Pagan for the value of love next Thursday
In the power of the collective ready to be immolated and fed
Simulating agencies at first it looks empty for ritual enactment
I need your love for vestments allowed upon palls and individuals high and low
Why the sow
An abstract shellfish greets.....
2-8-19
Of hieratic representative of collective ferocity
I pour another cup of coffee as if it were something new
Making like a chamelion to but adapt in Bacchic orgies with coffee in excess
Almost always and collective barbaric according to circumstance
Taking another trip into the garden of mystery as to be immolated
Organizing around an uplifting center in integrated struggle
My advice to never start
No turning back now
Seeming as to depend with much here to defend
As kings rule and poor toil
For rash generalizations.....
Abstract Shellfish Greets
2-8-19
Raising Obsidian knife for cosmic contemplative possibilities
Where tulips don't have thorns in the blowing away of dandelion seed in late spring
Some viewed as rash generalizations in all kinds of religion
Even the Pagan for the value of love next Thursday
In the power of the collective ready to be immolated and fed
Simulating agencies at first it looks empty for ritual enactment
I need your love for vestments allowed upon palls and individuals high and low
Why the sow
An abstract shellfish greets.....
Freudian
Freudian War-Horses
2-8-19
In one chapter still loving oneself
Theme is questioned of something mystical
In merely individualistic sufficiency
We were the shipmates and still are
As notes turn blue like the ink of this pen
All of them strong to habitations of horses
Researching reality in its desire to external stimuli
To another Freudian concert in that we need new dreams tonight
And I do what I do psychological knowing its depths
That cannot separate us from his love....
Insofar (As It Is True)
2-8-19
I was a timid polar bear in purple and white
Heaven knows I did struggle for our inner and solitary "I"
In rearangement we have our center in ones introduced substance
And more withdrawal painting sarcasm all over it as to crack open our filbert
And snap into our pistachio making way for the open field insofar as it is true
Where freedom is aligned limited not to conscience
Prove all insofar as it is true
If any lack wisdom let him ask of God whom gives abundantly
Trusting not in intuition....
In Paradoxical Recovery
2-8-19
Whilst walking wearily in the science of a love I no longer question it
In what they bring in paradoxical recovery
Spin the wheel again and take up a freely flowing pen
If you go after my own idols as harlots from the cradle to the grave
Equipped with this openminded blue ink
More than what one could think as we ought
Of this consideration per the Catholic encyclopedia in vows we break
Do now and promise for another Dead day of it......
2-8-19
In one chapter still loving oneself
Theme is questioned of something mystical
In merely individualistic sufficiency
We were the shipmates and still are
As notes turn blue like the ink of this pen
All of them strong to habitations of horses
Researching reality in its desire to external stimuli
To another Freudian concert in that we need new dreams tonight
And I do what I do psychological knowing its depths
That cannot separate us from his love....
Insofar (As It Is True)
2-8-19
I was a timid polar bear in purple and white
Heaven knows I did struggle for our inner and solitary "I"
In rearangement we have our center in ones introduced substance
And more withdrawal painting sarcasm all over it as to crack open our filbert
And snap into our pistachio making way for the open field insofar as it is true
Where freedom is aligned limited not to conscience
Prove all insofar as it is true
If any lack wisdom let him ask of God whom gives abundantly
Trusting not in intuition....
In Paradoxical Recovery
2-8-19
Whilst walking wearily in the science of a love I no longer question it
In what they bring in paradoxical recovery
Spin the wheel again and take up a freely flowing pen
If you go after my own idols as harlots from the cradle to the grave
Equipped with this openminded blue ink
More than what one could think as we ought
Of this consideration per the Catholic encyclopedia in vows we break
Do now and promise for another Dead day of it......
Wednesday, May 29, 2019
Egypt
Remember Egypt Recall Sodom (Even If)
2-7-19
For all young men undesirable
It's a truth to say for me the live is Christ and to die is gain
Discovering another affirmation lifting me up as to fill again my cup
For mysterious phrases of Saint Augustine for the clouds and the stars
Soon time to move on to my next class but not forsake where I am in the here and now
In lewdness and in harlotry I go after them yet they are only subordinates
For Christ will always be my Lord of all
Taking up Jason Pinter for a half gallon measure of the good stuff....
Augustine
2-8-19
Lusting for neighboring Assyrians
Desiring their land to in thou and thou in me
By my power of charity in all such worthy as to dwell
Prove them all in industry holier and the explicit of Psalm forty-one
Coffee soon on paradoxically it is precise for the angel chiseled like a chocolate box
Happy Valentines
I love you with all of my heart
For sweat on my feet as Egyptians press your button
As to have this much to decode collectively as such
First, Augustine....
Pneuma Mysterious
2-8-19
Dwelling in and above them
Of spiritual bone engraved
Yeah, yea and nay yesterday it was a little bit too much
By the power of this clarity with a hoard that shall array
Where my own hands enrich these with them tied nul in Oholah
Luster for her parchment seeing the dark shades of what I used to be
Soon in a need for a fix for a fix
Nothing new on me as well we see it on Ololibah
Remembering the loudness and the ways of all credentials
I send all my love in Pneuma mysterious......
2-7-19
For all young men undesirable
It's a truth to say for me the live is Christ and to die is gain
Discovering another affirmation lifting me up as to fill again my cup
For mysterious phrases of Saint Augustine for the clouds and the stars
Soon time to move on to my next class but not forsake where I am in the here and now
In lewdness and in harlotry I go after them yet they are only subordinates
For Christ will always be my Lord of all
Taking up Jason Pinter for a half gallon measure of the good stuff....
Augustine
2-8-19
Lusting for neighboring Assyrians
Desiring their land to in thou and thou in me
By my power of charity in all such worthy as to dwell
Prove them all in industry holier and the explicit of Psalm forty-one
Coffee soon on paradoxically it is precise for the angel chiseled like a chocolate box
Happy Valentines
I love you with all of my heart
For sweat on my feet as Egyptians press your button
As to have this much to decode collectively as such
First, Augustine....
Pneuma Mysterious
2-8-19
Dwelling in and above them
Of spiritual bone engraved
Yeah, yea and nay yesterday it was a little bit too much
By the power of this clarity with a hoard that shall array
Where my own hands enrich these with them tied nul in Oholah
Luster for her parchment seeing the dark shades of what I used to be
Soon in a need for a fix for a fix
Nothing new on me as well we see it on Ololibah
Remembering the loudness and the ways of all credentials
I send all my love in Pneuma mysterious......
Oholah
Oholah (Pray See Him)
2-7-19
Ah, it is more bright
O Ra would you stay for the night
Striking hands together a little bit under the weather
Transgressions uncovered as it melts in the midst yet to take bribes
Of more outside our tribes enumerated
Taking up too many things at once
At least I won't have time to be bored
In my own opinion still self contained as profaned
I break all of their Sabbaths
But I dare not cut myself down to size
In the midst of my furnace burning dross in the midst
Coming across an empty space looking for horses in my own stead.....
As Once Apparent (In Yahusan)
2-7-19
Like a roaring lion
How could I come to know as Zen is our witness
Tree still climbing my sycamore so I can see Him
As once apparent what is its meaning we dare inquire of your Yukusan
In the long-yard proud soon of another clean shave
To be smooth today wanting to travel again someday out of state
And perhaps north out of America as I can come to know it
Not just for the whiteman but to discover something new and improved
O, whose right is it?
On Ezekiel 22:28
2-7-19
Of Reine and in defiance preaching to the choir in reliance
Sing me back home before I die to myself again and I die a little more
Between the mind and this as duality is dedicated to those that do
In transition into another sunny day for clever is a judge of horses
And I focus on shellfish and to be no more selfish for such affirmation of the man
That is me for spiritual organisms that only know how to be
In our untempered mortar
Come and see!
My Tent In Her (I Pitch)
2-7-19
As to commit harlotry in ones youth
Namely me waiting at the ticket booth
I see such a great accomplishment beyond the collective self of the fruitful
I in them and thou in me at the chime of nine
I know I'll be just fine for the organism whose life is charity
Paradoxically plowing into chapter twenty three for more stream of consciousness poetry
All in Oholibah another queen is on your throne
As to uncover ones nakedness and see right through your garments for spiritual recognition
For ones inner experience
Look out!
2-7-19
Ah, it is more bright
O Ra would you stay for the night
Striking hands together a little bit under the weather
Transgressions uncovered as it melts in the midst yet to take bribes
Of more outside our tribes enumerated
Taking up too many things at once
At least I won't have time to be bored
In my own opinion still self contained as profaned
I break all of their Sabbaths
But I dare not cut myself down to size
In the midst of my furnace burning dross in the midst
Coming across an empty space looking for horses in my own stead.....
As Once Apparent (In Yahusan)
2-7-19
Like a roaring lion
How could I come to know as Zen is our witness
Tree still climbing my sycamore so I can see Him
As once apparent what is its meaning we dare inquire of your Yukusan
In the long-yard proud soon of another clean shave
To be smooth today wanting to travel again someday out of state
And perhaps north out of America as I can come to know it
Not just for the whiteman but to discover something new and improved
O, whose right is it?
On Ezekiel 22:28
2-7-19
Of Reine and in defiance preaching to the choir in reliance
Sing me back home before I die to myself again and I die a little more
Between the mind and this as duality is dedicated to those that do
In transition into another sunny day for clever is a judge of horses
And I focus on shellfish and to be no more selfish for such affirmation of the man
That is me for spiritual organisms that only know how to be
In our untempered mortar
Come and see!
My Tent In Her (I Pitch)
2-7-19
As to commit harlotry in ones youth
Namely me waiting at the ticket booth
I see such a great accomplishment beyond the collective self of the fruitful
I in them and thou in me at the chime of nine
I know I'll be just fine for the organism whose life is charity
Paradoxically plowing into chapter twenty three for more stream of consciousness poetry
All in Oholibah another queen is on your throne
As to uncover ones nakedness and see right through your garments for spiritual recognition
For ones inner experience
Look out!
Monday, May 27, 2019
sunup
Enter Private Chambers (Soon Sunup)
2-7-19
Slipping another abstract doctrine upon my stack of papers in Suzuki
Studies of my own kind of Zen regarding other judgement of what only God doest see
It is the sword that slays soon sunup and lights out made bright as to grasp for slaughter
With this exclamation point of a hectic mind in these pursuits now to
I yet profane and profound and my exterior man perishes
No diving on the three foot end of the pool
Be not such a fool in depth that cannot separate us
O, ask the rest and do what you love most....
For Duke Mu Of Chin
2-7-19
Sounds boring so says she
But that's what I came for
All in myself and me
Writing with diligence dogmatically
In the year of our Lord back in '63
O, profound and wicked on profane and righteous
In that it is a testing of our faith
To leave up our siege mound and refuse to take your dogs to the pound
Grasping for the slaughter of kings knowing the daughter of all things
Where the scepter will be no more as consulting our images we take up
Back in '63....
2-7-19
Slipping another abstract doctrine upon my stack of papers in Suzuki
Studies of my own kind of Zen regarding other judgement of what only God doest see
It is the sword that slays soon sunup and lights out made bright as to grasp for slaughter
With this exclamation point of a hectic mind in these pursuits now to
I yet profane and profound and my exterior man perishes
No diving on the three foot end of the pool
Be not such a fool in depth that cannot separate us
O, ask the rest and do what you love most....
For Duke Mu Of Chin
2-7-19
Sounds boring so says she
But that's what I came for
All in myself and me
Writing with diligence dogmatically
In the year of our Lord back in '63
O, profound and wicked on profane and righteous
In that it is a testing of our faith
To leave up our siege mound and refuse to take your dogs to the pound
Grasping for the slaughter of kings knowing the daughter of all things
Where the scepter will be no more as consulting our images we take up
Back in '63....
Operatione
De Operatione Dei
2-7-19
Making mako maneuvers of the living fame
Where I need your love in a rhythm unbroken and another song never played live
Where editions are omitted as the room spins around in texts quoted
As to frisk your authors sound check
Need to interpret these scribblings
Later much ple to pen warbling beyond all human Presence of Him whose image
Whom He is De Operatione Dei
I need all the love in the heart of you
All for octagons and six pointed stars
On earth as if on the making...
On Ezekiel 21:11
2-7-19
In a car shifting clutches and another Dark Star with finishing touches
In the three foot end of the pool no diving
Common sense hoping today for another good lunch within the palace
And without persecution dolphins swim there
And I get back at it with my living flame
Dung happens soon time for Monday's plan of attack
As our waxing moon taxing soon cry and call son of man
Or at least try to get a tan in future days in hopes for travel
Of no such fear given to be but polished......
Risking My Neck Out There
2-7-19
O, high ropes upon my slopes soon slippery
As the winter house loves for society of the inner self
Because it is a testing to but examine passing under the red
No such blunder in God from signs of the sighing prophet for our living flame
Without ones own name by awareness of such an exile
Stand tight and just smile on our Prodigal's homecoming
Journey of spiritual identity
I want to take these trips again someday....
2-7-19
Making mako maneuvers of the living fame
Where I need your love in a rhythm unbroken and another song never played live
Where editions are omitted as the room spins around in texts quoted
As to frisk your authors sound check
Need to interpret these scribblings
Later much ple to pen warbling beyond all human Presence of Him whose image
Whom He is De Operatione Dei
I need all the love in the heart of you
All for octagons and six pointed stars
On earth as if on the making...
On Ezekiel 21:11
2-7-19
In a car shifting clutches and another Dark Star with finishing touches
In the three foot end of the pool no diving
Common sense hoping today for another good lunch within the palace
And without persecution dolphins swim there
And I get back at it with my living flame
Dung happens soon time for Monday's plan of attack
As our waxing moon taxing soon cry and call son of man
Or at least try to get a tan in future days in hopes for travel
Of no such fear given to be but polished......
Risking My Neck Out There
2-7-19
O, high ropes upon my slopes soon slippery
As the winter house loves for society of the inner self
Because it is a testing to but examine passing under the red
No such blunder in God from signs of the sighing prophet for our living flame
Without ones own name by awareness of such an exile
Stand tight and just smile on our Prodigal's homecoming
Journey of spiritual identity
I want to take these trips again someday....
Sunday, May 26, 2019
new eyes
Seeing With New Eyes
2-7-19
As such transcends all desire
Let's keep in touch as we walk the high wire
Carefree in Cunningham conditions for stealing volumes of enduring chill
Carried on the face of my high hill
Where I seek asylum and patterns of the universe in radials in eyes
And the mystery of no-thing in caves and in tracts
Still I will sing staring over as if seeing through new eyes
Ideas for resources of what is real
And zeal voyages of discovery
O, great sea so let it be for everything in between blue and green
Defying all imagination....
Creator And Mover Of All Things
2-7-19
Embrace ideas that unite us
To untie us establishing new associations
In spite of realism bashers among our beloved legalists that still point the finger
In observing connections look with new eyes all for experience
Amazement in Proust these days in other pursuits next to where I come from
For the joust yet in childlike curiosity as I recapture seeing our own teams in the rainfall
Yet to again begin to journey without and within by ones true center
It's not a sin
As to be rotundas as to gyrate.....
Love Of Knowledge Over Money
2-7-19
Of societies for the inner self
We need research realism before we judge such a crutch
In Latin and in Dutch in regions of unlikeness in the familiarality
As kings rule by thee
As to poor toil in new dollar sorcerers hold me now
All for poppies and another day of the Dead concentric circles circulate
Making their way to a clean slate and fresh new start in mind going back to Washington D.C.
To discover my favorite museum if such exists by the prodigal's homecoming
For the love of knowledge over money....
2-7-19
As such transcends all desire
Let's keep in touch as we walk the high wire
Carefree in Cunningham conditions for stealing volumes of enduring chill
Carried on the face of my high hill
Where I seek asylum and patterns of the universe in radials in eyes
And the mystery of no-thing in caves and in tracts
Still I will sing staring over as if seeing through new eyes
Ideas for resources of what is real
And zeal voyages of discovery
O, great sea so let it be for everything in between blue and green
Defying all imagination....
Creator And Mover Of All Things
2-7-19
Embrace ideas that unite us
To untie us establishing new associations
In spite of realism bashers among our beloved legalists that still point the finger
In observing connections look with new eyes all for experience
Amazement in Proust these days in other pursuits next to where I come from
For the joust yet in childlike curiosity as I recapture seeing our own teams in the rainfall
Yet to again begin to journey without and within by ones true center
It's not a sin
As to be rotundas as to gyrate.....
Love Of Knowledge Over Money
2-7-19
Of societies for the inner self
We need research realism before we judge such a crutch
In Latin and in Dutch in regions of unlikeness in the familiarality
As kings rule by thee
As to poor toil in new dollar sorcerers hold me now
All for poppies and another day of the Dead concentric circles circulate
Making their way to a clean slate and fresh new start in mind going back to Washington D.C.
To discover my favorite museum if such exists by the prodigal's homecoming
For the love of knowledge over money....
stronghold
Stronghold Revisited
2-7-19
Of His stronghold and His image
So is the game preceding the scrimmage
Loving her for her jean jacket and her shoe laces
Leaving tracks of tension and traces in inmost depths of experience
Learning to esteem them for what they wear
As the authority of God still is reveling blacking out of the visible
This too is a coarse metaphor and a vacant stare on my finger
Seeking Him first this morning and all else will be added to you....
Lunging Lounges (Assuming Assumption)
2-7-19
Craving to care for connection
Assuming all assumption and dedication
We'll take you where you want to go
So say the voices that almost always tell me the truth
For our blindness to the exterior and going back to the green
Six more weeks of winter
The groundhog bites my finger and I laugh about it
In contemplating praising pleas of piety for the cloud and the rain
More than the ascent to dogmatic truths so we are where I look
For just one star behind the clouds
It's what you are....
Starting Over In The Prince Of Denmark
2-7-19
Make me a blessing today to Mother
And all along the way I will pray for a brother
And for our sisters of mercy in strange places coming into a clearer view
And night comes
Seek Him first and all else will be added
All for the relinquished of Raymond in God's Hamlet
For the light that can appeal to you and I for love, faith and vanity
In hopes for today's sanity metaphors from our Mezzotint
Still seeking shelter in new words such as these
All for the history of the prince of Denmark
Angles of pens
I am trinity.....
2-7-19
Of His stronghold and His image
So is the game preceding the scrimmage
Loving her for her jean jacket and her shoe laces
Leaving tracks of tension and traces in inmost depths of experience
Learning to esteem them for what they wear
As the authority of God still is reveling blacking out of the visible
This too is a coarse metaphor and a vacant stare on my finger
Seeking Him first this morning and all else will be added to you....
Lunging Lounges (Assuming Assumption)
2-7-19
Craving to care for connection
Assuming all assumption and dedication
We'll take you where you want to go
So say the voices that almost always tell me the truth
For our blindness to the exterior and going back to the green
Six more weeks of winter
The groundhog bites my finger and I laugh about it
In contemplating praising pleas of piety for the cloud and the rain
More than the ascent to dogmatic truths so we are where I look
For just one star behind the clouds
It's what you are....
Starting Over In The Prince Of Denmark
2-7-19
Make me a blessing today to Mother
And all along the way I will pray for a brother
And for our sisters of mercy in strange places coming into a clearer view
And night comes
Seek Him first and all else will be added
All for the relinquished of Raymond in God's Hamlet
For the light that can appeal to you and I for love, faith and vanity
In hopes for today's sanity metaphors from our Mezzotint
Still seeking shelter in new words such as these
All for the history of the prince of Denmark
Angles of pens
I am trinity.....
adapt
Believe To Adapt (With Tarnished Tools)
2-7-19
Among Saint John of the cross of my shame
More than that within us well for you to know
This week I need make it work for the rest of us
And let not empty pockets get the best of us
Treating tenacity as a tool
Not to tell a tale of a tarnished toy
For daring dark night of my faith
Don't miss the sunrise as to mind satisfaction
In naught all for sleight of hand and twist of fate
As to reinvent and reevaluate in all transcendence
The morning is my soft spot today
As to believe to adapt.....
2-7-19
Among Saint John of the cross of my shame
More than that within us well for you to know
This week I need make it work for the rest of us
And let not empty pockets get the best of us
Treating tenacity as a tool
Not to tell a tale of a tarnished toy
For daring dark night of my faith
Don't miss the sunrise as to mind satisfaction
In naught all for sleight of hand and twist of fate
As to reinvent and reevaluate in all transcendence
The morning is my soft spot today
As to believe to adapt.....
Saturday, May 25, 2019
Seek Him
Seek Him (In Faith And Love)
2-7-19
Yea, the comforter comes soon
In a town of trajectory
Telling tales of all tendency
As to acclimate all devices within yourself
And switch up the order of ordinances omnipotent
In His temple and His stronghold
Call it a hiding place
As artist pour out all passions
Charged with supernatural rank nights just before the dawn
As my penmanship deteroiates but I see fit to translate
For bridle and bit for another legitamite bank in Pockeul
For the house of Maywell for mentality without feeling too much
Seek Him in faith and in love....
Of Coarse Metaphor And Hard Allegory
2-7-19
Today be willing to receive for thee
I know by our ancient on Mount Carmel serving as a means to bring faith
Into its existence of coarse metaphor and hard allegory
Short of such expedient attachment as its texture is dry to thy skin and we are blown by the wind
To both lose and win and now you claim the rivers of sensitivity
Among timid polar bears
I was one of these once clad in purple and white
Years before I could see the light of selective redemtion.....
2-7-19
Yea, the comforter comes soon
In a town of trajectory
Telling tales of all tendency
As to acclimate all devices within yourself
And switch up the order of ordinances omnipotent
In His temple and His stronghold
Call it a hiding place
As artist pour out all passions
Charged with supernatural rank nights just before the dawn
As my penmanship deteroiates but I see fit to translate
For bridle and bit for another legitamite bank in Pockeul
For the house of Maywell for mentality without feeling too much
Seek Him in faith and in love....
Of Coarse Metaphor And Hard Allegory
2-7-19
Today be willing to receive for thee
I know by our ancient on Mount Carmel serving as a means to bring faith
Into its existence of coarse metaphor and hard allegory
Short of such expedient attachment as its texture is dry to thy skin and we are blown by the wind
To both lose and win and now you claim the rivers of sensitivity
Among timid polar bears
I was one of these once clad in purple and white
Years before I could see the light of selective redemtion.....
interchangable
Of Light And Darkness Interchangable
2-7-19
Meeting Mother McAuley manifested for margins
To spend the day there and see what you might see
Fear not offending anyone
Just be you
Just be true
As mind, heart and spirit directs
Joys and sorrows comingling
God send you every blessing
Time to go back up at four at it again
Streaming forth Thy bread of light
For all ratios in Psalm forty-one
Blessed are those that hear and take it to heart
Back to the weakness of my light
Stretching forth.....
Transcendence In Sofars
2-7-19
Knowing more desperation
Ride in ones filthy dynasty and empire
As I behold it with the eyes of my soul above my Nino light unchangable
As mutability is not incident like there I don't know why
So I beseech thee for the answer visible and corporeal as the inmost I exists somewhere
Between strained out plans and open fists in Roman Emporor pontifical proclamation
Coughing it up soon to refill the cup
Upon me most strongly I tremble
As to gather our acceptance....
Insofar Ideas (Strike Light Lightnings)
2-7-19
Effective insofar as it covers a spiritual rock
As on its foundations on Tauler's ground
Let howl the hound riding in good sound investigating all seven soils
To save our souls southeast of all that thirsts
So let it rain for a warmup of our spiritual rock
As fashion crashes down and the Spirit passed from before me insofar as it lingers
Such ideas that strive like lightning on thunder rounds of thick rigatoni
Look he is coming with the clouds.....
On A Sea Called How
2-7-19
Plenty of time to contemplate for love in the name of pride
Caught in a bramble still picking her berries in dark places where everyone is a candidate
To live on a sea called How
As built on a strong foundation of the here and now
Trained in its tradition on the path to perfection
It is slow!
As to feel all warmth and comfort
Just let it go and put it all behind you
Where now you make in sensitivity in a time to choose
Life by the sermon for the exaltation......
2-7-19
Meeting Mother McAuley manifested for margins
To spend the day there and see what you might see
Fear not offending anyone
Just be you
Just be true
As mind, heart and spirit directs
Joys and sorrows comingling
God send you every blessing
Time to go back up at four at it again
Streaming forth Thy bread of light
For all ratios in Psalm forty-one
Blessed are those that hear and take it to heart
Back to the weakness of my light
Stretching forth.....
Transcendence In Sofars
2-7-19
Knowing more desperation
Ride in ones filthy dynasty and empire
As I behold it with the eyes of my soul above my Nino light unchangable
As mutability is not incident like there I don't know why
So I beseech thee for the answer visible and corporeal as the inmost I exists somewhere
Between strained out plans and open fists in Roman Emporor pontifical proclamation
Coughing it up soon to refill the cup
Upon me most strongly I tremble
As to gather our acceptance....
Insofar Ideas (Strike Light Lightnings)
2-7-19
Effective insofar as it covers a spiritual rock
As on its foundations on Tauler's ground
Let howl the hound riding in good sound investigating all seven soils
To save our souls southeast of all that thirsts
So let it rain for a warmup of our spiritual rock
As fashion crashes down and the Spirit passed from before me insofar as it lingers
Such ideas that strive like lightning on thunder rounds of thick rigatoni
Look he is coming with the clouds.....
On A Sea Called How
2-7-19
Plenty of time to contemplate for love in the name of pride
Caught in a bramble still picking her berries in dark places where everyone is a candidate
To live on a sea called How
As built on a strong foundation of the here and now
Trained in its tradition on the path to perfection
It is slow!
As to feel all warmth and comfort
Just let it go and put it all behind you
Where now you make in sensitivity in a time to choose
Life by the sermon for the exaltation......
Monday, May 20, 2019
in His eyes
In His Eyes Of Grace And Mercy
2-6-19
Wondrous and terrifying dreadful and beauty skin deep
In the eye of the Beholder in all uniqueness
As we are in His eyesof grace and mercy
and creatures fabricated for mouths full of ways to speak
A cookie for the war to help me sleep
She said I've been watching too much Bernie Mike for heroism and infalability
Fabricated to measure up on Satan's Chao-Pien
And today a vow of conversation Ennaratio of platinum
For fantastic dreams of fixing to high roofs and insignificant details....
Nine Lumps (Of Sugar For Our Cranium)
2-6-19
Sugar all for our captain
Nine lumps to weakness of my foresight streaming on through
Our inner experience as I behold the eyes of the soul streaming forth
As to our being to yet obtain it as the jungle is your head
Hoping for it to rule your heart sure of the essentials more of our potential
For the night full of inkblots to pen
Mightier than any sword light unchangable and sight streaming forth
Soon time to walk over and join someone for man and his image....
2-6-19
Wondrous and terrifying dreadful and beauty skin deep
In the eye of the Beholder in all uniqueness
As we are in His eyesof grace and mercy
and creatures fabricated for mouths full of ways to speak
A cookie for the war to help me sleep
She said I've been watching too much Bernie Mike for heroism and infalability
Fabricated to measure up on Satan's Chao-Pien
And today a vow of conversation Ennaratio of platinum
For fantastic dreams of fixing to high roofs and insignificant details....
Nine Lumps (Of Sugar For Our Cranium)
2-6-19
Sugar all for our captain
Nine lumps to weakness of my foresight streaming on through
Our inner experience as I behold the eyes of the soul streaming forth
As to our being to yet obtain it as the jungle is your head
Hoping for it to rule your heart sure of the essentials more of our potential
For the night full of inkblots to pen
Mightier than any sword light unchangable and sight streaming forth
Soon time to walk over and join someone for man and his image....
Clao-Pien
Chao-Pien
2-6-19
By lay disciples of the Zen masters in Chao-Pien
Waiting for my lifeline of fortuitious sound and word of its happening
Where we don't need an eighteen wheeler in Londontown of Zen theory
Bash it not hence it permits light to flow all for the Magus of secret knowledge
In explorers and discoverers
The frost is on the pumpkin at leisure
Today just for pleasure all in Suzuki
Purely on phenomena learning to walk on water
Stepping out of the boat as golden hints come to life again.....
Chao-Pien (Part 2)
2-6-19
Settling down softly fortuitious
Let it all fall togerther
Bring it for the dwellers we desire
To delight in it as a sense antimystical
No such thing as the wrong time by the time of my every cell
That dies and is replaced offered to one that chooses to stay behind
As to head on out on another literary adventure
Joining new prisons disbearded in bliss to pull out of time
Singing me a lulluby before the day begins in Satoria
Not just another stepping stone
We all see it differently settling down safely.....
Explicitness Revisited
2-6-19
For original identities before we are born
Get it Zen theory
It doesn't matter how to revolutionalize
Hence no one doeth but offend
Devoid of mind I sit at my desk and scribble some more
Of the dry and the unsentimental
Hello again given Pauline volunteers
This mean yes for the explicitness hard to write
For breaking on a throne
Steak swim deal champion
Come down easy
Someday you're going to need it
For ineffable greatness receiving from God our Father
For perfect creatures and our compulsive need
The real self stands.....
Every Stepping Stone Was Meant To Be
2-6-19
Let this be as pure love against which there is no law
Sitting on a wet bench just to talk to you
O, raise high the roof born for masons and for other Jasons sent out to look for horses
In your own stead in perfect strangers of fire and rain
Some are like winter that we just pass on through the elements
As spring is just around the corner
Not neccesarily ice on the roads next week
So we have high hopes to get on out
You're that way jolly on days steamy faced
You'll always be my Molly.....
2-6-19
By lay disciples of the Zen masters in Chao-Pien
Waiting for my lifeline of fortuitious sound and word of its happening
Where we don't need an eighteen wheeler in Londontown of Zen theory
Bash it not hence it permits light to flow all for the Magus of secret knowledge
In explorers and discoverers
The frost is on the pumpkin at leisure
Today just for pleasure all in Suzuki
Purely on phenomena learning to walk on water
Stepping out of the boat as golden hints come to life again.....
Chao-Pien (Part 2)
2-6-19
Settling down softly fortuitious
Let it all fall togerther
Bring it for the dwellers we desire
To delight in it as a sense antimystical
No such thing as the wrong time by the time of my every cell
That dies and is replaced offered to one that chooses to stay behind
As to head on out on another literary adventure
Joining new prisons disbearded in bliss to pull out of time
Singing me a lulluby before the day begins in Satoria
Not just another stepping stone
We all see it differently settling down safely.....
Explicitness Revisited
2-6-19
For original identities before we are born
Get it Zen theory
It doesn't matter how to revolutionalize
Hence no one doeth but offend
Devoid of mind I sit at my desk and scribble some more
Of the dry and the unsentimental
Hello again given Pauline volunteers
This mean yes for the explicitness hard to write
For breaking on a throne
Steak swim deal champion
Come down easy
Someday you're going to need it
For ineffable greatness receiving from God our Father
For perfect creatures and our compulsive need
The real self stands.....
Every Stepping Stone Was Meant To Be
2-6-19
Let this be as pure love against which there is no law
Sitting on a wet bench just to talk to you
O, raise high the roof born for masons and for other Jasons sent out to look for horses
In your own stead in perfect strangers of fire and rain
Some are like winter that we just pass on through the elements
As spring is just around the corner
Not neccesarily ice on the roads next week
So we have high hopes to get on out
You're that way jolly on days steamy faced
You'll always be my Molly.....
Saturday, May 18, 2019
Amethyst
Immoral Amethyst
2-6-19
Of all doubtful disputation is dissipation
Our excess as to bless things we confess
In mysticism of sanctity shift back into second gear
When you turn those corners by the warmth of the Pacific
With a roof over my head as set off ashore
Where the mariner wants more in the aristocrisy of wisdom and Spirit
Sinking ink pleasurable void drinking water
The best thing for you in times like these by intuition
In places yet to be going to ones immoral amethyst....
Looking For Wordsworth And Shannon
2-6-19
Of chimney between smokes
Thank you for your understanding
And for pronouns with you proper name
She could never be sure looking for Wordsworth and William H. Shannon
A name of a great life
Someone must have said it in tastes, deeds, desires and hopes
That is what tends without warning upon this bewilderment
At seven on the tip of ones nose
Loving the petal for its rose of pragmatic branches
As it all goes down in Cistercian studies
Aware of yourself as an individual
All for joy to the world and peace and love in the stars.....
Patient Haste (Our Original Face)
2-6-19
Out of the hole yet to climb back inside
Acting like some kind of lunatic when it comes to my books
With a story to tell but not about good looks
Yet to reiterate for ones wonderful foresight
God be kind to me today going down Merton's dark path
Compartmentalized in distracted existence and more resistance
Back to the Shire for enacting preludes and authorized editions full of portent
As to jump on it dotting I's and crossing T's
For the flaming of the inner self
Glad you could make it
Evading every concept....
2-6-19
Of all doubtful disputation is dissipation
Our excess as to bless things we confess
In mysticism of sanctity shift back into second gear
When you turn those corners by the warmth of the Pacific
With a roof over my head as set off ashore
Where the mariner wants more in the aristocrisy of wisdom and Spirit
Sinking ink pleasurable void drinking water
The best thing for you in times like these by intuition
In places yet to be going to ones immoral amethyst....
Looking For Wordsworth And Shannon
2-6-19
Of chimney between smokes
Thank you for your understanding
And for pronouns with you proper name
She could never be sure looking for Wordsworth and William H. Shannon
A name of a great life
Someone must have said it in tastes, deeds, desires and hopes
That is what tends without warning upon this bewilderment
At seven on the tip of ones nose
Loving the petal for its rose of pragmatic branches
As it all goes down in Cistercian studies
Aware of yourself as an individual
All for joy to the world and peace and love in the stars.....
Patient Haste (Our Original Face)
2-6-19
Out of the hole yet to climb back inside
Acting like some kind of lunatic when it comes to my books
With a story to tell but not about good looks
Yet to reiterate for ones wonderful foresight
God be kind to me today going down Merton's dark path
Compartmentalized in distracted existence and more resistance
Back to the Shire for enacting preludes and authorized editions full of portent
As to jump on it dotting I's and crossing T's
For the flaming of the inner self
Glad you could make it
Evading every concept....
direction
Changing Direction
2-6-19
Writer on the island of Patmos in the agenda
Let me in and help me to win
Far beyond in Ionian Pagan ways in spirit and in intellect
His message to us is spiritual
O, have we heard about day's first bird incompatible with complaicent security
In Christian's implicity of the least of Greece unyielding following Roman emperors
And Rosalita's proclamation speaking in Hegelian
Directly more than task to those that acknowledge Him
Changing direction....
Sanctity For Hopkins (In Our Cosmos)
2-6-19
If some of us would hear Him
We could learn
I from kin in parenthetic statements about our hap
As one with ones spoonful
Better to have desire than to be running on empty
For our Asia Minor
Our modern Turkey rejoicing and testifying to all that we see
As through dreams effort abyss for that which is in me
Putting on the helmet of salvation
As to become the careful guardians of the living and the dead
Through a wall I go to her for the fire in me
When I walk out of mysticism and sanctify for Hopkins
Our cosmos is with us....
Witness To The Fire
2-6-19
Of learning all these are illusory
And I'm stone broke again
All for the where and when of the architects of the mind
God couldn't have been more kind
As to be comingled when we grind our tooth
For Clays, power and learning all there are illusory
As today we learn in doing something in oblivion and nonentity
Witness to the fire and our Logos and something to equip us for the next task
Blessed enough to love even more
Clinging to the subjective blessed enough.....
Inspired By Nectar And Honey
2-6-19
Inspired by our nectar of flowers
Free and fruitious of which Herakleitos spoke through another wisp of smoke
Once again flat broke as so it should not be in our aristocricy and Logos
Secrets down on one knee for new life of earth and water and rebirth
Of fire and fly only one reason to be and that is me when everyone else is taken
And we will not be shaken
All of such learning illusory does the fire merely burn with another flame
When mornings are as weaknesses while entrusted by honey.....
2-6-19
Writer on the island of Patmos in the agenda
Let me in and help me to win
Far beyond in Ionian Pagan ways in spirit and in intellect
His message to us is spiritual
O, have we heard about day's first bird incompatible with complaicent security
In Christian's implicity of the least of Greece unyielding following Roman emperors
And Rosalita's proclamation speaking in Hegelian
Directly more than task to those that acknowledge Him
Changing direction....
Sanctity For Hopkins (In Our Cosmos)
2-6-19
If some of us would hear Him
We could learn
I from kin in parenthetic statements about our hap
As one with ones spoonful
Better to have desire than to be running on empty
For our Asia Minor
Our modern Turkey rejoicing and testifying to all that we see
As through dreams effort abyss for that which is in me
Putting on the helmet of salvation
As to become the careful guardians of the living and the dead
Through a wall I go to her for the fire in me
When I walk out of mysticism and sanctify for Hopkins
Our cosmos is with us....
Witness To The Fire
2-6-19
Of learning all these are illusory
And I'm stone broke again
All for the where and when of the architects of the mind
God couldn't have been more kind
As to be comingled when we grind our tooth
For Clays, power and learning all there are illusory
As today we learn in doing something in oblivion and nonentity
Witness to the fire and our Logos and something to equip us for the next task
Blessed enough to love even more
Clinging to the subjective blessed enough.....
Inspired By Nectar And Honey
2-6-19
Inspired by our nectar of flowers
Free and fruitious of which Herakleitos spoke through another wisp of smoke
Once again flat broke as so it should not be in our aristocricy and Logos
Secrets down on one knee for new life of earth and water and rebirth
Of fire and fly only one reason to be and that is me when everyone else is taken
And we will not be shaken
All of such learning illusory does the fire merely burn with another flame
When mornings are as weaknesses while entrusted by honey.....
Friday, May 17, 2019
implication
Implication: Victory
2-5-19
Believe it or not
I'm almost there but I'm in the here and now
Such is labeled as my pride
Preying on this weakness in the popular mind
All for biospheres crimson and mob believing fitting and fishing
As so she must love me in Jesus in sermons it excludes the love we express
In the Son of God among the weeping philosopher
Please give me my medicine in the form of bane and gall
Pain in the stall as to surrender to a higher purpose
O, the tolling of the bell
I made it and I know victory in Jesus
For fools flustered.....
Songs Intermingled
2-5-19
She only plays "One Night Stands"
And all other songs intermingled with left hands transcending individuals
And opinions for popular mediocrity and another victory as pride is synonymous to eccelence
In our most beloved classics
Enjoy one cup before you go and leave no evidence for our biographer in Honer and Hesoid
Just to taste it again among gods of archaic Greece by the tolling of the bell
A good story to tell
Now I must rise to the occasion and regain all stamina
As to establish all laws of another constitution....
2-5-19
Believe it or not
I'm almost there but I'm in the here and now
Such is labeled as my pride
Preying on this weakness in the popular mind
All for biospheres crimson and mob believing fitting and fishing
As so she must love me in Jesus in sermons it excludes the love we express
In the Son of God among the weeping philosopher
Please give me my medicine in the form of bane and gall
Pain in the stall as to surrender to a higher purpose
O, the tolling of the bell
I made it and I know victory in Jesus
For fools flustered.....
Songs Intermingled
2-5-19
She only plays "One Night Stands"
And all other songs intermingled with left hands transcending individuals
And opinions for popular mediocrity and another victory as pride is synonymous to eccelence
In our most beloved classics
Enjoy one cup before you go and leave no evidence for our biographer in Honer and Hesoid
Just to taste it again among gods of archaic Greece by the tolling of the bell
A good story to tell
Now I must rise to the occasion and regain all stamina
As to establish all laws of another constitution....
east roads
Seeking The East Roads
2-5-19
Old and naive but so aware
Come in stranger and say hello to my attack cat
We haven't known winter wonderland yet in its supreme manifestation
Of a three-sided truth
You, they and the reality of it
She somehow knows only in you complete for he that has seen our false humility
Of lounged sensibility to treat ones invitation box
I take a little walk around the island as I have been excusable
And through a wall I come back to her
And I write this letter to the wind and the rain
Tasting the same today as Isaias.....
Hekabletois
2-5-19
Words too simple and too direct will fool, even today, God's elect
As chosen and again to be frozen where she enters my shaken worlds of fire and its baptism
Too direct concerning Hekabletois rest in peace Billy Lee
And do not cease to just dogma to see for eyes of conventional majority
One with God is as such above all betrayal of fermented insight
And one hour to get ready to go somewhere
Fear not to strive for the excellence with the greatest desire
To want it more....
I've Got A Friend In Jesus
2-5-19
Reestablishing connection
The same stand in Isaias almost too direct
As to concern us in the eyes of the conventional majority
What am I trying to say today save that indeed I am seeking You
In the public eye above all of our betrayal of those who could not but grasp it
Staying tuned for the fantasy channel and again I am weary of the struggle
So today I just enjoy the life in something I do well
It's the way it's ought to be as the crowd will never know me
Carefree but never careless in efforts to grasp the unexpected
The same stand in Isaias....
2-5-19
Old and naive but so aware
Come in stranger and say hello to my attack cat
We haven't known winter wonderland yet in its supreme manifestation
Of a three-sided truth
You, they and the reality of it
She somehow knows only in you complete for he that has seen our false humility
Of lounged sensibility to treat ones invitation box
I take a little walk around the island as I have been excusable
And through a wall I come back to her
And I write this letter to the wind and the rain
Tasting the same today as Isaias.....
Hekabletois
2-5-19
Words too simple and too direct will fool, even today, God's elect
As chosen and again to be frozen where she enters my shaken worlds of fire and its baptism
Too direct concerning Hekabletois rest in peace Billy Lee
And do not cease to just dogma to see for eyes of conventional majority
One with God is as such above all betrayal of fermented insight
And one hour to get ready to go somewhere
Fear not to strive for the excellence with the greatest desire
To want it more....
I've Got A Friend In Jesus
2-5-19
Reestablishing connection
The same stand in Isaias almost too direct
As to concern us in the eyes of the conventional majority
What am I trying to say today save that indeed I am seeking You
In the public eye above all of our betrayal of those who could not but grasp it
Staying tuned for the fantasy channel and again I am weary of the struggle
So today I just enjoy the life in something I do well
It's the way it's ought to be as the crowd will never know me
Carefree but never careless in efforts to grasp the unexpected
The same stand in Isaias....
Thursday, May 16, 2019
timberland
Spruce Timberland
2-4-19
Of implicit contrast failing to grasp concrete reality
Back in Mineola perceiving nasty truths that are seen as quite nice
And I'm stll wiling to pay the price
Born in San Francisco taking readers from the Klondike
For collection displays dead the old to inspire the new
Joining that mad hunt for the gale putting in time at the cannery all for fat spruce timberland
And cheerful orb and gentle undulations north seventy miles of Rawson Ave
South and a foot of snow falls again....
Unity-In-Multiplicity
2-4-19
On the Bering Sea
I just be who I am in me on spruce-covered islands steadfast and assured
One and manifold subtle and pure in epistemology implicit and another attempt at Hamlet
And Jack London in all explicitness today shop smart as to inspire the fullness
Of our Chicago along gold canteens by the law of life by our far-reach ladylike
As to name it for snow and its feeling still rocking and reeling
You know the deal down frosty heaven's driveway and the mirror of God's majesty
I trust you today Lord Jesus with my life....
Cheerful Orb
2-4-19
Tripping on Saint Vincent one and manifold
Time to get a move on for another day trip completing fragmentary intuitions
Soon to find my freedom in going into captivity first of all for harmony-in-conflict
Holy One, manifold as she enters no smaller world tomorrow
And I pray that today I don't get stuck or even dematerialized
As nothing hindereth
Let's try again to start a brand new dance
Through the wall demateralized seeking an easier road
To my destination although life is a journey....
2-4-19
Of implicit contrast failing to grasp concrete reality
Back in Mineola perceiving nasty truths that are seen as quite nice
And I'm stll wiling to pay the price
Born in San Francisco taking readers from the Klondike
For collection displays dead the old to inspire the new
Joining that mad hunt for the gale putting in time at the cannery all for fat spruce timberland
And cheerful orb and gentle undulations north seventy miles of Rawson Ave
South and a foot of snow falls again....
Unity-In-Multiplicity
2-4-19
On the Bering Sea
I just be who I am in me on spruce-covered islands steadfast and assured
One and manifold subtle and pure in epistemology implicit and another attempt at Hamlet
And Jack London in all explicitness today shop smart as to inspire the fullness
Of our Chicago along gold canteens by the law of life by our far-reach ladylike
As to name it for snow and its feeling still rocking and reeling
You know the deal down frosty heaven's driveway and the mirror of God's majesty
I trust you today Lord Jesus with my life....
Cheerful Orb
2-4-19
Tripping on Saint Vincent one and manifold
Time to get a move on for another day trip completing fragmentary intuitions
Soon to find my freedom in going into captivity first of all for harmony-in-conflict
Holy One, manifold as she enters no smaller world tomorrow
And I pray that today I don't get stuck or even dematerialized
As nothing hindereth
Let's try again to start a brand new dance
Through the wall demateralized seeking an easier road
To my destination although life is a journey....
height
On Mountain Height
2-4-19
Chopping it from the topmost
Behold it is planted in Plato and Aristotle
Leave me high and dry and ask not why designating fizz
As primary substance clumsy instead
Do not fear offering Antone so it is said
Like butter and honey on bread
Help me win again Jesus
In my battle in communion upon my bed in Sketeinos and Redekiah's rebellion
Back in Pockell poems as a privilage
Why not write a song about these crazy dreams
Behold all souls are mine facing my fear of reflection
In gazing at photographs....
Dracular
2-4-19
I will not be shaken
Even when I weather the storm as designated flourescent
For our primary substance in oracular expression of Zen Mondo
Be my Valentine in contrast to everything else
Time to face the real music and rock on to the old school country
In their sentences looking upon the world but not as an abstractionist
Along like senates in all things and God knows your tastes and music as poet and mystic
We can work this out as weighing these oppositions
He is the God in mine eyes this time around no lies....
Our Majestic Cedar
2-4-19
In a better place where I meet you
Suddenly fire from him dynamic as inclined
To imagine it to God all things are good
Obsessed with the superficial like a bush without another dollar
Leading to falsity and moral error in the place where the king dwells
O, pack up your sorrows on momentous heights
I will plant it ever since the fire goes out under it dwell birds of every sort
May it be the talent thy seen from every corner of the world
From viewpoints of experience take your time this morning.....
Coming In From The Cold
2-4-19
All the aromatic spices all milk and honey and newfangled vices
For constant interplay for the acquirement of our epistemology
Today it's a yes go and I need to shop smart for stasis and our one-sided truth
Still calling it youth as conflicting elements looking for the book of wisdom
Somewhere in Catholic Scripture of unity-in-multiplicity
Three days out to see the emanation of glory exacting usury
I have spoken it in words to touch and challenge you steadfast assured and secure
One and manifold raise high the roof beam poised
The fountain on the mountain....
2-4-19
Chopping it from the topmost
Behold it is planted in Plato and Aristotle
Leave me high and dry and ask not why designating fizz
As primary substance clumsy instead
Do not fear offering Antone so it is said
Like butter and honey on bread
Help me win again Jesus
In my battle in communion upon my bed in Sketeinos and Redekiah's rebellion
Back in Pockell poems as a privilage
Why not write a song about these crazy dreams
Behold all souls are mine facing my fear of reflection
In gazing at photographs....
Dracular
2-4-19
I will not be shaken
Even when I weather the storm as designated flourescent
For our primary substance in oracular expression of Zen Mondo
Be my Valentine in contrast to everything else
Time to face the real music and rock on to the old school country
In their sentences looking upon the world but not as an abstractionist
Along like senates in all things and God knows your tastes and music as poet and mystic
We can work this out as weighing these oppositions
He is the God in mine eyes this time around no lies....
Our Majestic Cedar
2-4-19
In a better place where I meet you
Suddenly fire from him dynamic as inclined
To imagine it to God all things are good
Obsessed with the superficial like a bush without another dollar
Leading to falsity and moral error in the place where the king dwells
O, pack up your sorrows on momentous heights
I will plant it ever since the fire goes out under it dwell birds of every sort
May it be the talent thy seen from every corner of the world
From viewpoints of experience take your time this morning.....
Coming In From The Cold
2-4-19
All the aromatic spices all milk and honey and newfangled vices
For constant interplay for the acquirement of our epistemology
Today it's a yes go and I need to shop smart for stasis and our one-sided truth
Still calling it youth as conflicting elements looking for the book of wisdom
Somewhere in Catholic Scripture of unity-in-multiplicity
Three days out to see the emanation of glory exacting usury
I have spoken it in words to touch and challenge you steadfast assured and secure
One and manifold raise high the roof beam poised
The fountain on the mountain....
Herakleitos
Herakleitos (To But Memorize)
2-3-19
I've got the next two years to figure it out if God wills
Of a danger far more desperate and dire as is baptism of fire
Finding ones Herakleitos tight-lipped as to tarry
By our key to the enigma unlike the poets that follow suit
And God knows I weary as today I rest in this simple work in cultivation
As I look to my Mona Lisa journal cover and she admires me
As fathers will eat a sour grape
Mind not me in inkblots on my church slacks
And true law of being.....
Carpenter By Trade
2-3-19
Deriding all intuition in our enigma of man
Of Homer and the Olympian and sad songs that make me happy
Of formalism favored in futile ferocity and the principle of harmony
In conflict call it spiritual growth and hang in there one more day for primary substance
As to see its opposition
Today it's your call for brotherhood
As to see our darkness behold it is planted
O, will it thrive in our sources of encouragement
For our parable of two eagles
Pose a riddle and move on to your next station....
2-3-19
I've got the next two years to figure it out if God wills
Of a danger far more desperate and dire as is baptism of fire
Finding ones Herakleitos tight-lipped as to tarry
By our key to the enigma unlike the poets that follow suit
And God knows I weary as today I rest in this simple work in cultivation
As I look to my Mona Lisa journal cover and she admires me
As fathers will eat a sour grape
Mind not me in inkblots on my church slacks
And true law of being.....
Carpenter By Trade
2-3-19
Deriding all intuition in our enigma of man
Of Homer and the Olympian and sad songs that make me happy
Of formalism favored in futile ferocity and the principle of harmony
In conflict call it spiritual growth and hang in there one more day for primary substance
As to see its opposition
Today it's your call for brotherhood
As to see our darkness behold it is planted
O, will it thrive in our sources of encouragement
For our parable of two eagles
Pose a riddle and move on to your next station....
third
Third, The Word
2-3-19
February three just being me
Or in the third so is the Word
O raison d'etre our floor length white veil
Leaving another vapor trail
I keep them all in prayer for ones circular bodice piece
O, all love joy and peace and Holy Habit and a pound and a harp of honey roasted peanuts
Today's portion as enshrined in Jesus
I can pull through for custody of eyes and chapters of faults
May it be a an entourage in the way that I share all
For mistakes of novices
I take my seat at my wooden desk
Thorough and clement money well spent
So help me God in these essays....
Chapel At Mercy
2-3-19
God knows I can pull through in my struggle for me and you
For daily particular Examen to but acknowledge as to follow the rule
And soon after walk it all back for transitions by the organization
And another social
O, don't crack the whip
Even if you're having a bad trip
As assembled in the main chapel
By no means uncharitable
I'm glad I went for the chapel at the mercy interchangeable
And good parallels
I believe I can pull through....
Hot Dog Buns
2-3-19
For sumptuous and stagnant expression of murder
Bring those back to life in the beautiful people you walk with today
As to defy compulsion
Let it suffice for me to stride our fearlessness
Like a cobra meaning no such harm
It's the way I ought to be in a tabogan made of a luncheon tray
Beautiful people no doubt Jesus loves us all
and I pray for those whom walk this way
All for the beggar absentminded
God bless those in presence that know only to simply be
Newgathered as vocation might involve another puzzle to solve
In photos of those in the shade....
2-3-19
February three just being me
Or in the third so is the Word
O raison d'etre our floor length white veil
Leaving another vapor trail
I keep them all in prayer for ones circular bodice piece
O, all love joy and peace and Holy Habit and a pound and a harp of honey roasted peanuts
Today's portion as enshrined in Jesus
I can pull through for custody of eyes and chapters of faults
May it be a an entourage in the way that I share all
For mistakes of novices
I take my seat at my wooden desk
Thorough and clement money well spent
So help me God in these essays....
Chapel At Mercy
2-3-19
God knows I can pull through in my struggle for me and you
For daily particular Examen to but acknowledge as to follow the rule
And soon after walk it all back for transitions by the organization
And another social
O, don't crack the whip
Even if you're having a bad trip
As assembled in the main chapel
By no means uncharitable
I'm glad I went for the chapel at the mercy interchangeable
And good parallels
I believe I can pull through....
Hot Dog Buns
2-3-19
For sumptuous and stagnant expression of murder
Bring those back to life in the beautiful people you walk with today
As to defy compulsion
Let it suffice for me to stride our fearlessness
Like a cobra meaning no such harm
It's the way I ought to be in a tabogan made of a luncheon tray
Beautiful people no doubt Jesus loves us all
and I pray for those whom walk this way
All for the beggar absentminded
God bless those in presence that know only to simply be
Newgathered as vocation might involve another puzzle to solve
In photos of those in the shade....
Tuesday, May 14, 2019
Oakland
Back To Oakland (In My Own Ways)
2-3-19
Given more stamina
All is done on a roster of nature
On this momentous day soon to be done with all this weighing of the truth
Beseeching to meet present tense's highway to a better place
Perhaps back to Oakland of willing victors more stamina and spirit along another procession
For rewards are great in heaven as lips are dry in that I keep my thirst today
Down frosty heaven's avenue our cincture and holy habit
Covered by the blood as professed raison d'etre given the rosary bears another chance
In dreams of attending a Mass of my own.....
I Walk A Mile In Your Shoes
2-3-19
Inviting a springtime omen of a bumblebee
As a potent to much work to be set into motion for songs in purity boats
And sweet love in their glows in a place where silence is golden
This land is mine and yours and today no chores
Winning all wars looking for a reason
I press on as to taste love in what is real
A moment of silence is part of the deal
Wanting to stay clean like a fireplace full of soot and ashed dew
Keep me in check for the green serge pastime and one inch pleats
And me in crazy photographs....
2-3-19
Given more stamina
All is done on a roster of nature
On this momentous day soon to be done with all this weighing of the truth
Beseeching to meet present tense's highway to a better place
Perhaps back to Oakland of willing victors more stamina and spirit along another procession
For rewards are great in heaven as lips are dry in that I keep my thirst today
Down frosty heaven's avenue our cincture and holy habit
Covered by the blood as professed raison d'etre given the rosary bears another chance
In dreams of attending a Mass of my own.....
I Walk A Mile In Your Shoes
2-3-19
Inviting a springtime omen of a bumblebee
As a potent to much work to be set into motion for songs in purity boats
And sweet love in their glows in a place where silence is golden
This land is mine and yours and today no chores
Winning all wars looking for a reason
I press on as to taste love in what is real
A moment of silence is part of the deal
Wanting to stay clean like a fireplace full of soot and ashed dew
Keep me in check for the green serge pastime and one inch pleats
And me in crazy photographs....
hovereth
Hovereth
2-3-19
On the third so is the Word
I dry away all of your tears as so hovers my favorite bird
Helping me to face my fears cooing to our children
Mind tease and times so I pray all day love and preserve
The battle in this above me now
The peak of the afternoon as all is resolved
And the time has come to but shine
And I make it mine even so, I still love to go
For its supernatural possibilities where there is much
I come to know as a vital thing is made ready for us to play it steady
For haunting questions and vital details in the verdict of the power of death over life.....
Nothing Wrong With Dreaming
2-3-19
For our harbinger the surplice of its revelation
In endless sky astounding forecasting another snowstorm
Nothing wrong with reading up on other faiths
God gave us a mind to think with
Chanting my praises which go about sleep and dream
Cooing my shadow in my life ice loved you more
As to change and flux as to ebb and flow
A'smuggling I must go for mascot blooms and tiny shoots
Life begins today in the edifice of the blessed according to His great mercy.....
Conceived In Iniquity
2-3-19
Behold I am conceived in my iniquity
O, cleanse me in highs and lowsin the world but not of it
For the rainbow above you
Let somebody love you all for a can of Minute Maid
Knowing that my sin is in full paid as the moon waits for creatures of the night
Call it endeavor and name it crusade in that today I have more reasons to live
And to mention Jesus beat the drum slowly and beat the dead march
Thus He has spoken of Jesus as our ambassador reaching out vibrant and secure
Left wanting more as a Caylon colleague
Jesus is here.....
"Are You Up To It?"
2-3-19
Teaching English at Notre Dame in another lifetime
As far as I can imagine reaching out to her today and her flowers at Greensbury
Trying not to get too attached to my lovelight for as final and first profession
I say it again to launch my view and feel for a new pen
Spirits tell me that it's my own game at the south bend for the outcome
Of the sweet dead end getting back to life
God have me to be a blessing at the indoor picnic as a senior as professed.......
2-3-19
On the third so is the Word
I dry away all of your tears as so hovers my favorite bird
Helping me to face my fears cooing to our children
Mind tease and times so I pray all day love and preserve
The battle in this above me now
The peak of the afternoon as all is resolved
And the time has come to but shine
And I make it mine even so, I still love to go
For its supernatural possibilities where there is much
I come to know as a vital thing is made ready for us to play it steady
For haunting questions and vital details in the verdict of the power of death over life.....
Nothing Wrong With Dreaming
2-3-19
For our harbinger the surplice of its revelation
In endless sky astounding forecasting another snowstorm
Nothing wrong with reading up on other faiths
God gave us a mind to think with
Chanting my praises which go about sleep and dream
Cooing my shadow in my life ice loved you more
As to change and flux as to ebb and flow
A'smuggling I must go for mascot blooms and tiny shoots
Life begins today in the edifice of the blessed according to His great mercy.....
Conceived In Iniquity
2-3-19
Behold I am conceived in my iniquity
O, cleanse me in highs and lowsin the world but not of it
For the rainbow above you
Let somebody love you all for a can of Minute Maid
Knowing that my sin is in full paid as the moon waits for creatures of the night
Call it endeavor and name it crusade in that today I have more reasons to live
And to mention Jesus beat the drum slowly and beat the dead march
Thus He has spoken of Jesus as our ambassador reaching out vibrant and secure
Left wanting more as a Caylon colleague
Jesus is here.....
"Are You Up To It?"
2-3-19
Teaching English at Notre Dame in another lifetime
As far as I can imagine reaching out to her today and her flowers at Greensbury
Trying not to get too attached to my lovelight for as final and first profession
I say it again to launch my view and feel for a new pen
Spirits tell me that it's my own game at the south bend for the outcome
Of the sweet dead end getting back to life
God have me to be a blessing at the indoor picnic as a senior as professed.......
international
International Glories
2-3-19
O, year of learning
O, epoch of only yearning
Recollected in tranquility fundamental thought yet so crucial
Take your time this morning and get ready to worship and rock and roll
To hear you sing out about it in mobiles, songs and dances
Out there taking my chances as one to mention Jesus a little bit more often
Birth and rebirth glowing and growing
Jesus prepare me for the sermon despite the railings
Emotion recollected in the peace of Jesus
I spy it with a smile for it is my style despite the open affection
For glory filled moments and I heard as it were my Jesus....
Motherhouse Corridor
2-3-19
Putting on some Johnny Cash
And on another day my Billion dollar bash
For the challenges of letting my green out and tell them what it's all about
Where some say that togetherness is what it's all for
On last chances of my experience as the whirlwind is in the blessed brambles
O, Sun sign our Leo maybe someday we can really talk around our issues
As multitudes are marching to the snare
O, empire of dirt
I find a way for Jesus
Just to say blessed art thou.....
2-3-19
O, year of learning
O, epoch of only yearning
Recollected in tranquility fundamental thought yet so crucial
Take your time this morning and get ready to worship and rock and roll
To hear you sing out about it in mobiles, songs and dances
Out there taking my chances as one to mention Jesus a little bit more often
Birth and rebirth glowing and growing
Jesus prepare me for the sermon despite the railings
Emotion recollected in the peace of Jesus
I spy it with a smile for it is my style despite the open affection
For glory filled moments and I heard as it were my Jesus....
Motherhouse Corridor
2-3-19
Putting on some Johnny Cash
And on another day my Billion dollar bash
For the challenges of letting my green out and tell them what it's all about
Where some say that togetherness is what it's all for
On last chances of my experience as the whirlwind is in the blessed brambles
O, Sun sign our Leo maybe someday we can really talk around our issues
As multitudes are marching to the snare
O, empire of dirt
I find a way for Jesus
Just to say blessed art thou.....
Monday, May 13, 2019
another way
Always Another Way
2-3-19
Fix cut short by restlessness of primitive souls
Austerity and danger to take my usual chair in the deserts of Palestine
I take this moment and make it mine
Still dogging the scene leapfrogging yet lean
Plunging into miracle as to be our ordinary selves
For my six bookshelves
I know there is always another way
To go about these insane endeavors as thin flames run under my skin
Becoming something to those on their path to salvation
This I will be
These poems are edited by the main boss Jesus
To defy compulsion and strike out fearlessly
Into the unknown....
Newfastened
2-3-19
All too much passion in fashion
For its ration to cast off domination
And do what once they did and ignore prejudice
Not the least attractive as reality is in the eye of the beholder
As to be selling by these endless longest rays
O, sad tomato slice her in what it pays of friends and slowly newfastened
As to be your flagelation
O, be my Valentine
I see that it's time for a change
For mysterious vocation as to speculate this love and hate
Always too soon never too late....
2-3-19
Fix cut short by restlessness of primitive souls
Austerity and danger to take my usual chair in the deserts of Palestine
I take this moment and make it mine
Still dogging the scene leapfrogging yet lean
Plunging into miracle as to be our ordinary selves
For my six bookshelves
I know there is always another way
To go about these insane endeavors as thin flames run under my skin
Becoming something to those on their path to salvation
This I will be
These poems are edited by the main boss Jesus
To defy compulsion and strike out fearlessly
Into the unknown....
Newfastened
2-3-19
All too much passion in fashion
For its ration to cast off domination
And do what once they did and ignore prejudice
Not the least attractive as reality is in the eye of the beholder
As to be selling by these endless longest rays
O, sad tomato slice her in what it pays of friends and slowly newfastened
As to be your flagelation
O, be my Valentine
I see that it's time for a change
For mysterious vocation as to speculate this love and hate
Always too soon never too late....
foothold
Foothold
2-2-19
New location still attached to the old blue vocation
He says I'm sitting on gold but it's just for me to ignore prejudice
Thorough and ruthless these seedlings march on plunging to another washing
And safety to follow up on the investigation taking up the Pearl of Great Price again
In ordinary selves within and shadows that want me to win
Standing between the mansions
My own parable of middle ground that still exists somewhere
As neons rule the city lights
Where Echo beheld no such man.....
Saved By My Silent Bell
2-2-19
I'll go there if bidden
But Mama I'm not the same
Let it suffice in his grace for involvement in it
As vocation involves covenant in forth century missions
As to liberate ourselves in these studies and findings
Back at Engine Company 71 just for a little bit of clean fun
Behold the parade
Call it not just another charade
All in petstore anthropology
As dogs are let out to take these axes
As to dominate another creation
To play house of Maywell Golden Ax....
2-2-19
New location still attached to the old blue vocation
He says I'm sitting on gold but it's just for me to ignore prejudice
Thorough and ruthless these seedlings march on plunging to another washing
And safety to follow up on the investigation taking up the Pearl of Great Price again
In ordinary selves within and shadows that want me to win
Standing between the mansions
My own parable of middle ground that still exists somewhere
As neons rule the city lights
Where Echo beheld no such man.....
Saved By My Silent Bell
2-2-19
I'll go there if bidden
But Mama I'm not the same
Let it suffice in his grace for involvement in it
As vocation involves covenant in forth century missions
As to liberate ourselves in these studies and findings
Back at Engine Company 71 just for a little bit of clean fun
Behold the parade
Call it not just another charade
All in petstore anthropology
As dogs are let out to take these axes
As to dominate another creation
To play house of Maywell Golden Ax....
Cenobium
My Favorite Rabbit Named Cenobium
2-1-19
Not just another hundred dollar habit down trails of my favorite rabbit
As love demands a complete inner transformation
Through our verba seniorun persona occurring naturally
Coffee is on as to shake it with my dark side but not out of pride
Needing a little bit more to fill the void as so my first weed made me paranoid
How lofty are we in all immense humility
It's all poetry to me as if I had known it by heart
Soon to make a fresh start in our Cerobium for emperors of consortinance....
One For Our Gifted
2-2-19
For ye my people another pot of coffee
And I just let it happen for ones own best interest like the Paphnutius of Anatole
Somewhere outside the borders of France back in the Sunday funny papers
I used to collect thinking I would make a fortune as the old school is growing more intense
Returning wholeheartedly at the foot of old glory in Senex of monastic vocation
Choosing a new location in all preferences our great compromise for ye my people
Needing more of it to fill the void
Where I meet you suddenly back on it....
In Sappho
2-2-19
Behind my eyes to keep the most of me in deep prayer and contemplation
In a reunion of my own intention and memories of after school detention
And small danger in quietism as this involvement is more complete
As to compare the two sacred letters to myself
As to defy compulsion and strike our fearlessly in the part of me that still is
In froth, foam and fizz for references and soon it's tomorrow
For a sermon to borrow in peace and coolness
Where the prisoner is a bleeding vein of my aorta for firecrackers.....
2-1-19
Not just another hundred dollar habit down trails of my favorite rabbit
As love demands a complete inner transformation
Through our verba seniorun persona occurring naturally
Coffee is on as to shake it with my dark side but not out of pride
Needing a little bit more to fill the void as so my first weed made me paranoid
How lofty are we in all immense humility
It's all poetry to me as if I had known it by heart
Soon to make a fresh start in our Cerobium for emperors of consortinance....
One For Our Gifted
2-2-19
For ye my people another pot of coffee
And I just let it happen for ones own best interest like the Paphnutius of Anatole
Somewhere outside the borders of France back in the Sunday funny papers
I used to collect thinking I would make a fortune as the old school is growing more intense
Returning wholeheartedly at the foot of old glory in Senex of monastic vocation
Choosing a new location in all preferences our great compromise for ye my people
Needing more of it to fill the void
Where I meet you suddenly back on it....
In Sappho
2-2-19
Behind my eyes to keep the most of me in deep prayer and contemplation
In a reunion of my own intention and memories of after school detention
And small danger in quietism as this involvement is more complete
As to compare the two sacred letters to myself
As to defy compulsion and strike our fearlessly in the part of me that still is
In froth, foam and fizz for references and soon it's tomorrow
For a sermon to borrow in peace and coolness
Where the prisoner is a bleeding vein of my aorta for firecrackers.....
Saturday, May 11, 2019
resubscribe
Resubscribing
2-2-19
Beheld of no man
The fate of attachment to what we take for granted
In the process of learning the life of brethren and novices in Abbas and Senex
And geniuses at the chessboard appeal if necessary for balance of global power
And subscribing again canonically elected yet inferior to ones plan
Contradiction wanting to be my own travelling man under continuous supervision
Of elders of course you can
Take it up again in vulnerable exposure
Still waiting for new discoveries for Scriptures in our cave
Mail to Tennessee for neo-platonists and a higher form of love.....
Pockell
2-2-19
All for being Saint Jerome
It's all poetry to me in Lovecraft and in Smith
I take up the books for something to work with as to be humble
Quiet and sensible leaving the past behind in Kerouac moments of picnic tables
And lemonade fans
You didn't miss a thing quite yet
And I treat her like a lady friend
Loving her according to the Christian life
Taking the father's lead in Mitria and Scete of northern Egypt
Risking my neck out there for verses to move you in lines to love
And stanzas to steal.....
Never Minimized
2-2-19
West of the Nile are beautiful hues of blue and green
Parting the Red Sea to find out what it could mean
Hence we are not quite as much disposed to it
In Ballad of Ladies of my future and past and mistresses of the here are now
In Francois Villon back to my Alighieri with intermost freedom
Of taking up their books travelling by light of desert wisdom overall
It has been quite fortunate so far proving oneself a servant
Seeing our own Thebaid near ancient Thebes for you
My kinsman so let it be need not I forget.....
2-2-19
Beheld of no man
The fate of attachment to what we take for granted
In the process of learning the life of brethren and novices in Abbas and Senex
And geniuses at the chessboard appeal if necessary for balance of global power
And subscribing again canonically elected yet inferior to ones plan
Contradiction wanting to be my own travelling man under continuous supervision
Of elders of course you can
Take it up again in vulnerable exposure
Still waiting for new discoveries for Scriptures in our cave
Mail to Tennessee for neo-platonists and a higher form of love.....
Pockell
2-2-19
All for being Saint Jerome
It's all poetry to me in Lovecraft and in Smith
I take up the books for something to work with as to be humble
Quiet and sensible leaving the past behind in Kerouac moments of picnic tables
And lemonade fans
You didn't miss a thing quite yet
And I treat her like a lady friend
Loving her according to the Christian life
Taking the father's lead in Mitria and Scete of northern Egypt
Risking my neck out there for verses to move you in lines to love
And stanzas to steal.....
Never Minimized
2-2-19
West of the Nile are beautiful hues of blue and green
Parting the Red Sea to find out what it could mean
Hence we are not quite as much disposed to it
In Ballad of Ladies of my future and past and mistresses of the here are now
In Francois Villon back to my Alighieri with intermost freedom
Of taking up their books travelling by light of desert wisdom overall
It has been quite fortunate so far proving oneself a servant
Seeing our own Thebaid near ancient Thebes for you
My kinsman so let it be need not I forget.....
no limit
Beyond The Sky (No Limit)
2-2-19
What's in the doing in the year of nineteen
Among desert fathers and superb exceptions in Xavatar
By the beginning of a new day tomorrow
It is time to worship and praise and vow to love Jesus the rest of my days
Supposed by another enemy of chicken wire turning to lizard skin
Sailing to the moon with the force of cannons on voyages of discovery
I investigate the matter to learn a thing or two about myself
Taking back up their books subjugating the primitive worlds for banjos of victory.....
Home Development
2-2-19
Asking you, hey what's new?
Now able to cross the abyss
What can we gain in gazing into the light of the sun
But to be our own number one as to flow from experience
He's your brother of deeper levels of life as to settle with where and when
And not ask why
These archives are underrated as subjugating primitive worlds
In Mathew Ricci father to prove the golden rule
As tables have turned crossing thresholds of bridges
Where trolls dwell underneath as to empathize experience
In such a purpose and plan....
Another Bleeder
2-2-19
In dream of our great travelers in astral projection
As to write the sales pitch and pull you out of the ditch in so called social norms
In a new light like Elias embracing the angelic of invisible spirits at work
Behind a man's pen clearly seen by believers in something more if it be in God's will
As to fly from the highest limb of the cedar and be as another bleeder
For ones own alienation for discovery of man for the genius at work at the checker board
As instructed to flourish....
2-2-19
What's in the doing in the year of nineteen
Among desert fathers and superb exceptions in Xavatar
By the beginning of a new day tomorrow
It is time to worship and praise and vow to love Jesus the rest of my days
Supposed by another enemy of chicken wire turning to lizard skin
Sailing to the moon with the force of cannons on voyages of discovery
I investigate the matter to learn a thing or two about myself
Taking back up their books subjugating the primitive worlds for banjos of victory.....
Home Development
2-2-19
Asking you, hey what's new?
Now able to cross the abyss
What can we gain in gazing into the light of the sun
But to be our own number one as to flow from experience
He's your brother of deeper levels of life as to settle with where and when
And not ask why
These archives are underrated as subjugating primitive worlds
In Mathew Ricci father to prove the golden rule
As tables have turned crossing thresholds of bridges
Where trolls dwell underneath as to empathize experience
In such a purpose and plan....
Another Bleeder
2-2-19
In dream of our great travelers in astral projection
As to write the sales pitch and pull you out of the ditch in so called social norms
In a new light like Elias embracing the angelic of invisible spirits at work
Behind a man's pen clearly seen by believers in something more if it be in God's will
As to fly from the highest limb of the cedar and be as another bleeder
For ones own alienation for discovery of man for the genius at work at the checker board
As instructed to flourish....
catcher
Catcher Of Pages
2-2-19
All theoretical and hard to understand
As to reach our destination that is to say
We refuse to talk about it
Slower with callouses catcher of rhyes still drawing flies
To split the dedication and decode these messages
When I get to know them easy on the fly still asking why
Steering clear of the lofty of divine Spirit eagle like the crow at peace
In our possession rest not now but take it easy
I guess it's all worth something two in the bush worth five in the nettles
That is to say we talk about it....
Drink Up The Lake
2-2-19
O, raise high the roof beam
Stand on your head in your repetitive dream all for my alnighter twenty or so years ago
When I drink up the lake as I sit upon a cornflake
Easy to say it's no concern of yours in the fact that we are praying for one another
All for the wisdom of the desert of new mirages
As to have their kind of mainstay
O, what in heaven is money but our milk and honey useless and disasterous
For travellers of our Renaissance turning it back on....
I Still Don't Know what I Mean
2-2-19
All for the spec between the eyes for twin songs in archives
Of your favorite songs vehicular accessories
She said I was born with a pencil in my hand still using sugar as an expletive
In H.P. what do you now see but an opportunity to get free for geneologies
Of geopolitics as to be the man you are searching for in literary artifice
And desert fathers and verba our distinguished
Leave it all behind and never mind to remind and unwind
For latest Latin patrology in volume seventy-three
I am born into a world cold and dark....
2-2-19
All theoretical and hard to understand
As to reach our destination that is to say
We refuse to talk about it
Slower with callouses catcher of rhyes still drawing flies
To split the dedication and decode these messages
When I get to know them easy on the fly still asking why
Steering clear of the lofty of divine Spirit eagle like the crow at peace
In our possession rest not now but take it easy
I guess it's all worth something two in the bush worth five in the nettles
That is to say we talk about it....
Drink Up The Lake
2-2-19
O, raise high the roof beam
Stand on your head in your repetitive dream all for my alnighter twenty or so years ago
When I drink up the lake as I sit upon a cornflake
Easy to say it's no concern of yours in the fact that we are praying for one another
All for the wisdom of the desert of new mirages
As to have their kind of mainstay
O, what in heaven is money but our milk and honey useless and disasterous
For travellers of our Renaissance turning it back on....
I Still Don't Know what I Mean
2-2-19
All for the spec between the eyes for twin songs in archives
Of your favorite songs vehicular accessories
She said I was born with a pencil in my hand still using sugar as an expletive
In H.P. what do you now see but an opportunity to get free for geneologies
Of geopolitics as to be the man you are searching for in literary artifice
And desert fathers and verba our distinguished
Leave it all behind and never mind to remind and unwind
For latest Latin patrology in volume seventy-three
I am born into a world cold and dark....
i will
Nevertheless I Will
2-2-19
Nevertheless I will
Remember just how I got through January and December
Seeing the ocean meet the man eminently social and hierarchal all part of the plan
Coffee is on for anarchists at work where shadows lurk
Plying for ankh and anker ansate cross as a symbol of life
Dreaming without a will to see what's in between the lines
Laying low just to let go caring for other contemplatives
Give it a chance virtuous and true by my lovelight
And a pen of blood nevertheless I will.....
As For Vespers (In Palimpest)
2-2-19
As to reject society and serve no such master
Calling our emergence without slavish dependence attaining its greatest dimensions
Among modern thinkers as to consider my feet on the ground and surrender
Has the ink frozen or has the pen run dry in Palestine in Delilah and in pride
All for Jaspers in Mumford as for vespers and other contemplatives
By the typesetting of palimpost
Do your worst and your best as to invest
And clear again your chest
Thrustable in velocity where you can see me naked
A story of its own....
To H.P.
2-2-19
As it all comes my way for whisperers in darkness
For haunters before daybreak recounting the mystery of science and history
Thrustible in velocity red as you Barchetta in all strewn matter of pure chatter
For whispers and haunters of mythos since the study of his own conjuring up
A dark and fascinating world as so I still love Jesus
Recounting the mystery greeting Howard Philips where everything is esoteric
such a crazy life the righteous age of you......
2-2-19
Nevertheless I will
Remember just how I got through January and December
Seeing the ocean meet the man eminently social and hierarchal all part of the plan
Coffee is on for anarchists at work where shadows lurk
Plying for ankh and anker ansate cross as a symbol of life
Dreaming without a will to see what's in between the lines
Laying low just to let go caring for other contemplatives
Give it a chance virtuous and true by my lovelight
And a pen of blood nevertheless I will.....
As For Vespers (In Palimpest)
2-2-19
As to reject society and serve no such master
Calling our emergence without slavish dependence attaining its greatest dimensions
Among modern thinkers as to consider my feet on the ground and surrender
Has the ink frozen or has the pen run dry in Palestine in Delilah and in pride
All for Jaspers in Mumford as for vespers and other contemplatives
By the typesetting of palimpost
Do your worst and your best as to invest
And clear again your chest
Thrustable in velocity where you can see me naked
A story of its own....
To H.P.
2-2-19
As it all comes my way for whisperers in darkness
For haunters before daybreak recounting the mystery of science and history
Thrustible in velocity red as you Barchetta in all strewn matter of pure chatter
For whispers and haunters of mythos since the study of his own conjuring up
A dark and fascinating world as so I still love Jesus
Recounting the mystery greeting Howard Philips where everything is esoteric
such a crazy life the righteous age of you......
flowing
...Still Flowing...
2-1-19
Squander not today
Stay as long as you like and step up to the mic
Alas, for what is yet to be of early desert solitaires for more cards
Nevertheless and another cup of coffee
She holds sixteen ounces this time around
All for samples of our Verba Senionum where I serenade my neighbors
In Suzuki among the sayings of our desert and for salvation societies preaching
The coming out of ones shell
Play the game and learn about it in Origenist conflict and overseeds obliged
As Mona Lisa admires me....
Our Origenist
2-1-19
On the contrary I soon move onto my next class
Wanting to read up about the devil grass as such tobacco in a randy world of fiending
And charismatic authority still dreaming about these brothers where we can compromise
Even more sympathetic of second nature
I fast till three but no guarantee in little cat paw prints in tetrameter
As to be turning away a little bit longer
As so she looks like a magistrate in the morning light
Where we've got a good thing going
In honor of all that we have shared...
2-1-19
Squander not today
Stay as long as you like and step up to the mic
Alas, for what is yet to be of early desert solitaires for more cards
Nevertheless and another cup of coffee
She holds sixteen ounces this time around
All for samples of our Verba Senionum where I serenade my neighbors
In Suzuki among the sayings of our desert and for salvation societies preaching
The coming out of ones shell
Play the game and learn about it in Origenist conflict and overseeds obliged
As Mona Lisa admires me....
Our Origenist
2-1-19
On the contrary I soon move onto my next class
Wanting to read up about the devil grass as such tobacco in a randy world of fiending
And charismatic authority still dreaming about these brothers where we can compromise
Even more sympathetic of second nature
I fast till three but no guarantee in little cat paw prints in tetrameter
As to be turning away a little bit longer
As so she looks like a magistrate in the morning light
Where we've got a good thing going
In honor of all that we have shared...
Friday, May 10, 2019
provincial
Provincial (In Hagia)
2-1-19
My work here is never done and over with
As to pick a clover with those whom are curious
God must be furious in that I cannot forget the damage that has been done
Still smoking Baccy for green thinking stone
O, what do I want to make of my life but to give myself away
Too French in a point of view of Spanish Fly
In villages provincial for my sixshilling novel better off used
But not abused wanting only the cod
Praise God when tartar sauce tastes odd
Recklessly considering ones Hamlet provincial.....
Conceivably Carefree
2-1-19
Squander not today
God enters into his latest Creation for nothingness and poverty
In the pocket but in the soul we fly rich in all that is glorious as to sew a stitch
In personal manifestations of our sister Sophia salve regina and I still believe in you
O, work of pardon all-prudent
All loving and all pure
Still loving Mama Mia of perfect expression
Of wisdom in mercy
God have some of this today
Aye, if you like come back!
Conceivably carefree....
He Could Be Genius
2-1-19
Really coming down out there
Confronting a work such as readily as if it sounds like Lilly greater than glory
In meekness stay hungry in the hour of compline salve regina
God enters without publicity into a city of rapacious individuals
As some of these just might be genius
Judge not from outward appearance but look at the amazing minds
Singing out virtue and vice making no pretension
Got to have another one in letters to Grandma
I called her Nina applying a tribute to all hiddenness
Making no such pretention as we note it....
2-1-19
My work here is never done and over with
As to pick a clover with those whom are curious
God must be furious in that I cannot forget the damage that has been done
Still smoking Baccy for green thinking stone
O, what do I want to make of my life but to give myself away
Too French in a point of view of Spanish Fly
In villages provincial for my sixshilling novel better off used
But not abused wanting only the cod
Praise God when tartar sauce tastes odd
Recklessly considering ones Hamlet provincial.....
Conceivably Carefree
2-1-19
Squander not today
God enters into his latest Creation for nothingness and poverty
In the pocket but in the soul we fly rich in all that is glorious as to sew a stitch
In personal manifestations of our sister Sophia salve regina and I still believe in you
O, work of pardon all-prudent
All loving and all pure
Still loving Mama Mia of perfect expression
Of wisdom in mercy
God have some of this today
Aye, if you like come back!
Conceivably carefree....
He Could Be Genius
2-1-19
Really coming down out there
Confronting a work such as readily as if it sounds like Lilly greater than glory
In meekness stay hungry in the hour of compline salve regina
God enters without publicity into a city of rapacious individuals
As some of these just might be genius
Judge not from outward appearance but look at the amazing minds
Singing out virtue and vice making no pretension
Got to have another one in letters to Grandma
I called her Nina applying a tribute to all hiddenness
Making no such pretention as we note it....
historicity
Historicity
2-1-19
Kicking it with another version of me twenty-one years ago
As far as purblind eyes can see
I am here to comfort you O, call tarnation simply be still seeking for Wordsworth
As to sew patched on vestures of rebirth reading all about the devil grass of Stephen
As Yankee Interviewers glittereyed in almost impossible habits to kick most zealous
Being as one on the outside weeping in a mutual satisfactory as follows not to userp the sword
One swallows and I have found a good thing......
I'm Not Going To Starve
2-1-19
In a place where the ugly is beautiful
Live on armed of my life of light shining in darkness as smoother we're still old school
It works for me stepping on orchestral tartan as to send a telegram of encouragement
A few emails to distant friends and a correspondence hold on more to hail him
In Saturn Shakespeare and another arch-friend gaptoothed
Hold on Kelly persist taking another look at our cold world
Standing inside where it's warm as my bed doth rhyme with my ceiling
As ceiling is synonymous to a west wall conceivably the coefficient.....
Opined
2-1-19
As opined another welfare check signed
Come snow or come global warming
Or what ever they might call it following our polar vortex
Piece de Shakespeare shortsighted
I knew a crazy dance at weddings but these days I would rather pull in single harness
As an absentminded beggar of solitude witnessed only by the pines and spruces
And plenty of juices where the blues don't need to last forever
As to embrace the Lamentation and read my chapter again in Jeremiah our tadpole
Conceiving the coefficient....
2-1-19
Kicking it with another version of me twenty-one years ago
As far as purblind eyes can see
I am here to comfort you O, call tarnation simply be still seeking for Wordsworth
As to sew patched on vestures of rebirth reading all about the devil grass of Stephen
As Yankee Interviewers glittereyed in almost impossible habits to kick most zealous
Being as one on the outside weeping in a mutual satisfactory as follows not to userp the sword
One swallows and I have found a good thing......
I'm Not Going To Starve
2-1-19
In a place where the ugly is beautiful
Live on armed of my life of light shining in darkness as smoother we're still old school
It works for me stepping on orchestral tartan as to send a telegram of encouragement
A few emails to distant friends and a correspondence hold on more to hail him
In Saturn Shakespeare and another arch-friend gaptoothed
Hold on Kelly persist taking another look at our cold world
Standing inside where it's warm as my bed doth rhyme with my ceiling
As ceiling is synonymous to a west wall conceivably the coefficient.....
Opined
2-1-19
As opined another welfare check signed
Come snow or come global warming
Or what ever they might call it following our polar vortex
Piece de Shakespeare shortsighted
I knew a crazy dance at weddings but these days I would rather pull in single harness
As an absentminded beggar of solitude witnessed only by the pines and spruces
And plenty of juices where the blues don't need to last forever
As to embrace the Lamentation and read my chapter again in Jeremiah our tadpole
Conceiving the coefficient....
Sireland
At Sireland
2-1-19
Trousers, purse, potato
Making for the museum gate
Try all pockets and never mind light secrets
For tepid paper unstuck in hands I used to hold
Wanting a little scratch between the ears
New techniques of facing my fears
Catch you later jarhead uncle alisator back in Jacksonville
In dreams of travel
Black cat makes a new sound in handker our freeman days
The price, yes late playing it safe
O, call you won't keep them out for ones Rufous skull
Add not to it nor disannul
No such Cupid Roll
Godspeed.....
A Stray I Find (Ave Raddi)
2-1-19
Waste not today
Haste not in what I have to say
In no hurry going nowhere save to places Jesus was in stone
In a ravenous mind for literature as Plato's schoolboy and a world of ideas
And a diploma under my left arm
Call it temporary words of wisdom to take my fill
Weeping many a rood all other times provided
I love you in the Lord is what I said to a lady clam in a coat red
For the deepest of poetry of Shelley and the words of Hamlet in Eglinton....
Letters To Grandma (In Plato's World Of Ideas)
2-1-19
As to create a new figure eight and go round and round in circles
For the historicity of Jesus of spiritual essances of otherworldly perception and fantasy fueled
As all fidelity teams such as angels yet weep but as for me my ducts run dry day by day
Godspeed to those whom lack this emotion of a trinity unanswered
O, young Irish barn a little bit of ego goes a long way like a jet to yet permeate
Of point intercepted and letters to Grandma
I get it rolling again as bells are tolling by way of pen.....
2-1-19
Trousers, purse, potato
Making for the museum gate
Try all pockets and never mind light secrets
For tepid paper unstuck in hands I used to hold
Wanting a little scratch between the ears
New techniques of facing my fears
Catch you later jarhead uncle alisator back in Jacksonville
In dreams of travel
Black cat makes a new sound in handker our freeman days
The price, yes late playing it safe
O, call you won't keep them out for ones Rufous skull
Add not to it nor disannul
No such Cupid Roll
Godspeed.....
A Stray I Find (Ave Raddi)
2-1-19
Waste not today
Haste not in what I have to say
In no hurry going nowhere save to places Jesus was in stone
In a ravenous mind for literature as Plato's schoolboy and a world of ideas
And a diploma under my left arm
Call it temporary words of wisdom to take my fill
Weeping many a rood all other times provided
I love you in the Lord is what I said to a lady clam in a coat red
For the deepest of poetry of Shelley and the words of Hamlet in Eglinton....
Letters To Grandma (In Plato's World Of Ideas)
2-1-19
As to create a new figure eight and go round and round in circles
For the historicity of Jesus of spiritual essances of otherworldly perception and fantasy fueled
As all fidelity teams such as angels yet weep but as for me my ducts run dry day by day
Godspeed to those whom lack this emotion of a trinity unanswered
O, young Irish barn a little bit of ego goes a long way like a jet to yet permeate
Of point intercepted and letters to Grandma
I get it rolling again as bells are tolling by way of pen.....
Thursday, May 9, 2019
Agendath
Agendath
2-1-19
Almost always well being
Creeping in on those used to the trouble
In the days where sugar was her expletive
Down on Molesworth Street strange
Not to see her standing there
Going back to my own factors
As her whistle blows and plenty of promises to make up my day
Confronting dreams of my arch-enemy angry with me because he loves me
As spies bunched together as I feel its slack fold stepping in from the cold
It never gets old unfolding our Agendath kill doing the math of this sweet wrath
Or Roy-all joy.....
2-1-19
Almost always well being
Creeping in on those used to the trouble
In the days where sugar was her expletive
Down on Molesworth Street strange
Not to see her standing there
Going back to my own factors
As her whistle blows and plenty of promises to make up my day
Confronting dreams of my arch-enemy angry with me because he loves me
As spies bunched together as I feel its slack fold stepping in from the cold
It never gets old unfolding our Agendath kill doing the math of this sweet wrath
Or Roy-all joy.....
Tuesday, May 7, 2019
stationer
Stationer
2-1-19
Snow begins again to fall as so on Jesus I call
As it doesn't go properly with the moon set on medium in baking more cookies
For all novices and rookies making our own abjection the sense of smell is stronger
Must be stampede not to see her hues of blue as well as accept another good gift in being nonbiased
Different feel perhaps for instance love of the strange in a beeline and in flatcut suit
For emotion recollected in Penrose and a new idea of fun....
Send Half A Crown
2-1-19
Yes, it serves its purpose in my coal mine
Headlight strange to see her much clearer now
O, think it over as to embroider again baskets
As to consider old pastimes in meditation for a bed on the floor
Getting out the load for another load whore as stated is the scene back in Wentworth, Ohio
Good memories and letters to Nina
A good way to pass the time as rivers run deep at the post office
Plenty of resources to make up my day
More shameless in seeing
Send a half a crown for his food
Yea, I suppose....
Letters For M.T.V.
2-1-19
How vast is your sea
How broad is your firmament
Hand on ones head for instance different feel
Perhaps learning to write in new ways
In a time of nature and her celebration for MTV
A world of white out there how far can we see?
O, raise high the door beam for masons and other Jasons
All for cashes of Dyess, Arkansas on Rutelage hill
And cottages with country views
O, what does she contribute but laws of love
On Pepsi's kitchen.....
"Lo, Stranger", Saith Seymour
2-1-19
As to read and run and pardon the pun
In Salinger my idea of fun
Splitting the dedication four ways
As snow falls outside and I am blessed to have nowhere to go
In another lifetime an Abyssiannian named Deuteronomy
Comfortable enough to cuddle up with as to write letters to my Eloise in future days
Yea, I'm dreaming of ones baby buggy eventually creating destiny to be it all
For fee-lines wait your turn and let them fill your plate with potatoes and greens
So be it.....
2-1-19
Snow begins again to fall as so on Jesus I call
As it doesn't go properly with the moon set on medium in baking more cookies
For all novices and rookies making our own abjection the sense of smell is stronger
Must be stampede not to see her hues of blue as well as accept another good gift in being nonbiased
Different feel perhaps for instance love of the strange in a beeline and in flatcut suit
For emotion recollected in Penrose and a new idea of fun....
Send Half A Crown
2-1-19
Yes, it serves its purpose in my coal mine
Headlight strange to see her much clearer now
O, think it over as to embroider again baskets
As to consider old pastimes in meditation for a bed on the floor
Getting out the load for another load whore as stated is the scene back in Wentworth, Ohio
Good memories and letters to Nina
A good way to pass the time as rivers run deep at the post office
Plenty of resources to make up my day
More shameless in seeing
Send a half a crown for his food
Yea, I suppose....
Letters For M.T.V.
2-1-19
How vast is your sea
How broad is your firmament
Hand on ones head for instance different feel
Perhaps learning to write in new ways
In a time of nature and her celebration for MTV
A world of white out there how far can we see?
O, raise high the door beam for masons and other Jasons
All for cashes of Dyess, Arkansas on Rutelage hill
And cottages with country views
O, what does she contribute but laws of love
On Pepsi's kitchen.....
"Lo, Stranger", Saith Seymour
2-1-19
As to read and run and pardon the pun
In Salinger my idea of fun
Splitting the dedication four ways
As snow falls outside and I am blessed to have nowhere to go
In another lifetime an Abyssiannian named Deuteronomy
Comfortable enough to cuddle up with as to write letters to my Eloise in future days
Yea, I'm dreaming of ones baby buggy eventually creating destiny to be it all
For fee-lines wait your turn and let them fill your plate with potatoes and greens
So be it.....
courage
Dutch Courage
2-1-19
A forest is never to fear
As I draw my maps for my latest novel in our national library of dreams
Of mass production all for Kilhenny people and Merton's steeples
I still love them like brothers as to swallow a pin out of ones ribs
Years down to old beaten path of dutch courage
Take your role
The stage is set
Dream a dream of three
And count slowly to seven
To see if she works for me in Burgandy at Rulle Lane
Our ravenous terrier might just bite
Call him Don grieving and taking courage...
Barstools
2-1-19
Take new blue
My due to me and you
For rare clear barstools
Waiting to be occupied tonight
Perhaps first sweet then savory of Bilary
Rust where are you?
Coasting warily now to rust but not to trust in dust
As in something green despite ones self-consciousness
The green nevertheless part of the debate
No hate!
As inspired by trolls
That come out from under their bridge
No hate!
Despite the open affection
Still trying to wake up
Need another fix
What will be found?
Green Machine
2-1-19
Criticism brings incentive to do better
Raising the fingers to indicate to come in peace as Lyons whispers
"Love them!" and ego is restrained for a season as nights are cut short and days get longer
For two fingers of greeting since when for God we do mean peace
Alone in a land of indecisions
I soon look up to someone in the same boat in Seymour
You're not alone rehashing Junior College experience
And my machine worth ones salt on my third helping....
2-1-19
A forest is never to fear
As I draw my maps for my latest novel in our national library of dreams
Of mass production all for Kilhenny people and Merton's steeples
I still love them like brothers as to swallow a pin out of ones ribs
Years down to old beaten path of dutch courage
Take your role
The stage is set
Dream a dream of three
And count slowly to seven
To see if she works for me in Burgandy at Rulle Lane
Our ravenous terrier might just bite
Call him Don grieving and taking courage...
Barstools
2-1-19
Take new blue
My due to me and you
For rare clear barstools
Waiting to be occupied tonight
Perhaps first sweet then savory of Bilary
Rust where are you?
Coasting warily now to rust but not to trust in dust
As in something green despite ones self-consciousness
The green nevertheless part of the debate
No hate!
As inspired by trolls
That come out from under their bridge
No hate!
Despite the open affection
Still trying to wake up
Need another fix
What will be found?
Green Machine
2-1-19
Criticism brings incentive to do better
Raising the fingers to indicate to come in peace as Lyons whispers
"Love them!" and ego is restrained for a season as nights are cut short and days get longer
For two fingers of greeting since when for God we do mean peace
Alone in a land of indecisions
I soon look up to someone in the same boat in Seymour
You're not alone rehashing Junior College experience
And my machine worth ones salt on my third helping....
Monday, May 6, 2019
ginger
Stone Ginger
2-1-19
All for hillbilly cats and do-wop dogs
Ah, I wasn't there when my portrait scattered
Being exposed to European culture in Amanita
And dry pen signiture
He's still in the craft as fever fell
For turnips and carrots canaries and parrots
A cedar telo as sharing our generation as still I dream on
Meeting with elders and bishops
As shaped is the generation a cedar telo
In a solemn echo loner jam
Battling for a good reason
As I step out only to awaken
A cedar telo....
Satisfaction Sub Zero
2-1-19
Emphasis on show good for another Thanksgiving feast
Taking out of turn of the times eating gizzards and heart
Going not propensity doors tag along as to write ones own song
In untellable affection Huzzah canaries are set free from cages
As I'll be turning all of these pages of Seymour
Our introduction in Salinger and today's mass production
All in Bantam Lyons and Rockford split ponder
He bore his cross budgeting too much a dry spell
And we would do anything to set things straight
No hate!
And no such modification.....
A Cedar Telo
2-1-19
We need do more than just get through it all in Don Giovanni thou has me invited lion
Run around the dock a corner telo cranks pestering first sweet than savory
Feeling better about the whole dear of a soul good feel like stone ginger
For my spider roll prolonging in solemn echo a cedar telo
I know not what to say do I dream a dream of three and just be the real me
Of the searchlight in the window of Miller who's alive and well
O, how I hope.....
2-1-19
All for hillbilly cats and do-wop dogs
Ah, I wasn't there when my portrait scattered
Being exposed to European culture in Amanita
And dry pen signiture
He's still in the craft as fever fell
For turnips and carrots canaries and parrots
A cedar telo as sharing our generation as still I dream on
Meeting with elders and bishops
As shaped is the generation a cedar telo
In a solemn echo loner jam
Battling for a good reason
As I step out only to awaken
A cedar telo....
Satisfaction Sub Zero
2-1-19
Emphasis on show good for another Thanksgiving feast
Taking out of turn of the times eating gizzards and heart
Going not propensity doors tag along as to write ones own song
In untellable affection Huzzah canaries are set free from cages
As I'll be turning all of these pages of Seymour
Our introduction in Salinger and today's mass production
All in Bantam Lyons and Rockford split ponder
He bore his cross budgeting too much a dry spell
And we would do anything to set things straight
No hate!
And no such modification.....
A Cedar Telo
2-1-19
We need do more than just get through it all in Don Giovanni thou has me invited lion
Run around the dock a corner telo cranks pestering first sweet than savory
Feeling better about the whole dear of a soul good feel like stone ginger
For my spider roll prolonging in solemn echo a cedar telo
I know not what to say do I dream a dream of three and just be the real me
Of the searchlight in the window of Miller who's alive and well
O, how I hope.....
Sutton
Yellow Green At Sutton
1-31-19
Green by drumleck
Yellow-green towards Sutton
Just press the reset button and try again for good mutton
Hand over fist as to subscribe and enlist
Ravished over her I lay me not down today
For the honest among Miss Dubedat
Let it show for we have nowhere we need to go
By God we speak up about it
As to try to witness on social media
Good luck there, true friend
Another good setup trying not to scratch
On the eightball as to taste better our English
Lose not by default walking that plank with Jesus to thank....
Good Morning Valentine (Busting Pens)
1-31-19
In my day nobody believed in it
But now we all come to understand these rituals
Devil to open them tea busting every pen for Christmas tadpoles
Every morning taking courses of the ship back to our bed back to cash our checks
Coolsoft with ointment and today a divine appointment at about noon
We're all coming soon worth fifty-thousand shillings for our killings and lines faint brown
In February grasses for wee lasses crushing it in the winepress
Moore Street ripped up in construction work in Hilliney combustible.....
Drinking Electricity
1-31-19
Sometimes no news is better than bad news
As I dream of going back to work with not much to do
A la duchesse de parne
It's going to be a'okay for the lavender of the tiger's paws
Against which there are no laws
Excuse me if I sound a bit bluesy in a pool where pebbles fall today
On fire all in all
O, it's a fine order for creme on the ads
Giving the devil his due for ancient free and accepted order
I know I am way out of line so I don't give them a reason
As to see all spirits swaying for solitude....
Dry Pen Signiture
1-31-19
O, dry pen signiture
Would you be seen in even those with no right eyes
Patch the pirate staying safe today taking us back
Where we can have us some fun on Valentines Day
God almighty I ate too much for my other persona in Crazy Davy beside ones grog
Snuffing it up in a special place where sometimes I like it lukewarm
O, it's a fine order for letting the ink dry doing it for our freeman
O, raise high the roof beam for carpenters and masons
And seven other Jasons seabound
Time to report to my next class still rocking and rolling and a'reeling.....
1-31-19
Green by drumleck
Yellow-green towards Sutton
Just press the reset button and try again for good mutton
Hand over fist as to subscribe and enlist
Ravished over her I lay me not down today
For the honest among Miss Dubedat
Let it show for we have nowhere we need to go
By God we speak up about it
As to try to witness on social media
Good luck there, true friend
Another good setup trying not to scratch
On the eightball as to taste better our English
Lose not by default walking that plank with Jesus to thank....
Good Morning Valentine (Busting Pens)
1-31-19
In my day nobody believed in it
But now we all come to understand these rituals
Devil to open them tea busting every pen for Christmas tadpoles
Every morning taking courses of the ship back to our bed back to cash our checks
Coolsoft with ointment and today a divine appointment at about noon
We're all coming soon worth fifty-thousand shillings for our killings and lines faint brown
In February grasses for wee lasses crushing it in the winepress
Moore Street ripped up in construction work in Hilliney combustible.....
Drinking Electricity
1-31-19
Sometimes no news is better than bad news
As I dream of going back to work with not much to do
A la duchesse de parne
It's going to be a'okay for the lavender of the tiger's paws
Against which there are no laws
Excuse me if I sound a bit bluesy in a pool where pebbles fall today
On fire all in all
O, it's a fine order for creme on the ads
Giving the devil his due for ancient free and accepted order
I know I am way out of line so I don't give them a reason
As to see all spirits swaying for solitude....
Dry Pen Signiture
1-31-19
O, dry pen signiture
Would you be seen in even those with no right eyes
Patch the pirate staying safe today taking us back
Where we can have us some fun on Valentines Day
God almighty I ate too much for my other persona in Crazy Davy beside ones grog
Snuffing it up in a special place where sometimes I like it lukewarm
O, it's a fine order for letting the ink dry doing it for our freeman
O, raise high the roof beam for carpenters and masons
And seven other Jasons seabound
Time to report to my next class still rocking and rolling and a'reeling.....
Wednesday, May 1, 2019
mitigated
Mitigated
1-31-19
All for the cat this morning
And later on the cash in all genres
It's a good thing you stay put
Back in Dyess, Arkansas at any given time
He shows up with an icepick selling tickets to another Willie Nelson show
"Keep on keeping on", she says in a book called dummies for cats
Today to take my time anticipation willing for Zooey and Zack and hopes for a thawing
Liking the way it curves there as the pencil outlives itself
In photos by Valentines still waking.....
Vintner's Sweepstake And Makkish Pulp
1-31-19
Going crazy with my animal crackers
My Raman noodles and my microwave popcorn
New vices for all virtual virtue verily vain and inhibitions to shake that tambourine
As to lay our little kipper down in the country on another Eric Clapton day I rock on
As God knows I'm a believer of sorts
Giving us a go for our gold cup in misconceptions
Of what it means to say what's up no more to despise it
In Vintner's sweepstake in this presence we long for in the music
The way it curves there as to die in your arms again....
At Kish Of Brogues
1-31-18
Now that it is safe frostbitten skin is chafe
As to kiss her mouth and soon again fly south
O, take me willing eyes as time flies when your soul only lies for mawkish pulp
And Kish of Brogues sunup light's out
Letting us be our final offer where people bet on the Rams to win the super bowl
For our misnomer and misconception as to offer one without blemish at altars of authenticity
Down with the master of Roll's kitchen supplies
Just tell the truth for creme de la creme combustible.....
Canaries In Our Coalmines Analogy
1-31-19
Canaries in the coalmine so was the analogy
What can it mean on sticky gunjelly lips and flowers in her eyes
Take me O, when you are willing O, wonder of Coolsoft ointment
And on Tuesday another divine appointment for curly cabbage and lusty lettuce
We need some as quite impenitratable occupations
No need to get a move on quite yet for our secret touch
I did not turn away below us bay and above sweeping sky for lobsters boiled alive
For tips on ones evening press and still it's the same shellfish
For you and I....
1-31-19
All for the cat this morning
And later on the cash in all genres
It's a good thing you stay put
Back in Dyess, Arkansas at any given time
He shows up with an icepick selling tickets to another Willie Nelson show
"Keep on keeping on", she says in a book called dummies for cats
Today to take my time anticipation willing for Zooey and Zack and hopes for a thawing
Liking the way it curves there as the pencil outlives itself
In photos by Valentines still waking.....
Vintner's Sweepstake And Makkish Pulp
1-31-19
Going crazy with my animal crackers
My Raman noodles and my microwave popcorn
New vices for all virtual virtue verily vain and inhibitions to shake that tambourine
As to lay our little kipper down in the country on another Eric Clapton day I rock on
As God knows I'm a believer of sorts
Giving us a go for our gold cup in misconceptions
Of what it means to say what's up no more to despise it
In Vintner's sweepstake in this presence we long for in the music
The way it curves there as to die in your arms again....
At Kish Of Brogues
1-31-18
Now that it is safe frostbitten skin is chafe
As to kiss her mouth and soon again fly south
O, take me willing eyes as time flies when your soul only lies for mawkish pulp
And Kish of Brogues sunup light's out
Letting us be our final offer where people bet on the Rams to win the super bowl
For our misnomer and misconception as to offer one without blemish at altars of authenticity
Down with the master of Roll's kitchen supplies
Just tell the truth for creme de la creme combustible.....
Canaries In Our Coalmines Analogy
1-31-19
Canaries in the coalmine so was the analogy
What can it mean on sticky gunjelly lips and flowers in her eyes
Take me O, when you are willing O, wonder of Coolsoft ointment
And on Tuesday another divine appointment for curly cabbage and lusty lettuce
We need some as quite impenitratable occupations
No need to get a move on quite yet for our secret touch
I did not turn away below us bay and above sweeping sky for lobsters boiled alive
For tips on ones evening press and still it's the same shellfish
For you and I....
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