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Shoal Soundings
7-23-19

July twenty-third needs not have a bad rep
For the focus in its face in manmade light
Loving our Langhorne at Yale
God's love will never fail
On the trip before last all for the lamb
In the middle crossing
O, the beauty in it all
Magic in the air for fore-and-aft vessels
In the shape of a river delta
As those numbered of the happening
Like a mosquito among children of Manasseh
All for continued perplexities for our roustabout of starboard wheel
Quick, a bar under every point
I go home and write some more....






Commandment Word
7-23-19

Yesterday's insanity accompanies me where everybody knows my name
Trick, that's the kind commandment word
It's up to you to stay in the clear as to be numbered among them
Turn sour, turned sweet
Call the caves for ourselves
On the way on the countertop
Telling me it's nothing but the goods new
O, law you hew and promises allow
It's cool with me
One more day under my belt
Not according to what I have felt
As so in the rain I melt.....