suppliant

Mien Of Suppliant
7-12-19

All in his mien of suppliant
Vouched in peacefulness
You don't need it
Turning the scale
Giving Donne outweighed
Soon time to surrender as fortune turns the scale
When God's love does not fail of French men's cause
Among Dryden's spellings of belongings suppliant vouched all for Grace
Taking on a new meaning praying for a sense of humor concerning life
Hymn to God in my sickness for dreams crossing of lunchmeat hung with fringes
For experiences and resources for a bushel of rattlesnakes.....





Iron-Jaw
7-12-19

Of moment suppliant staying in the here and now
For the original iron-jawed icon in jest
Siren by our hurricane and more gibberish there in the same state
Take it truly circular and seed in on the roll
All is well with my soul equinoctial our extremities
Excited about today as to countenance compassion
Bow your neck and spear tonight well fed iron-jawed and brass mounted
To the cholera bow your neck and speak to the cards you hold to your chest.....






Mien Did Love
7-12-19

Sanguinary sensation
Celibacy celebration
Finding another way to find the answers as our rose garden
Together three times figs melting each international cropping and jawing
Bow your neck and spread and prove yourself not dead among children of calamity
Whoop, I'm the old original as best lover Pompey did but discard in notes of treason
Acts unsought rewards did join all for these snippets to speak sense on asserted
Seer of anchored souls thick is our galaxy
No winter could his Laurels fade....