Sunday, June 9, 2019

Rehobeth

Rehobeth Revisited Again
2-12-19

Taking it into heaven tolling for middle ground on deck seven
Untaught by the wisdom I ought to follow effortlessly floating that we may be
Just as well as to see our peaceful well
Call it Rehobeth responding from the doorway like a welcome mat to barndoor sullen
As a doer's standing drug greeting us gaily with doffed Panama in Excelsis Deo
All the quick be dead already praying to see miracles
Live bat the barndoor the dead ought to be quick already
Ravished and ravishing doffing gaseous vertebrate.....





Out In Pampooties
2-12-19

Toward the greeting of my smile
I am light to a world in Photius between oneself
And those that choose the high road starved on crosstree pseudomalachi endowing souls
For etymology serene in graven husbandwords in brilliances of theorizing
Weal to be there mangrove Mulligan rent down for our contribution overkill
One stop to the other fasting for a pullfull in Tramper Synge wit no warning to readiness
Full of mercy and good fruit for blonde ephobes tame essence
I ask O, who am I to lie and murmur and to die out in Pampooties.....






Our Gallus Potion
2-12-19

All for rebuke in wealthy oppressors gleefully bent back
Laughing to the dark eavesdropping open the mess of a hash of lights
Cors-la-Reine behind diamond panes and pavement of Oxford's brother do and do thee and feel
In poems of lust and singular one body and one mind all in justice madden behind pious eyes
Of fine society still but rambling biding Burbaso back to bed this afternoon
Twenty years we rally and dabble as one life is all in azured harebell among youselves
In a day of feasting where veils fall....







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