roses

Smell The Roses Of Battle
8-23-19

Use as directed
Peruse as selected
Born in a strange hamlet
I dedicate this one to a distant guru
And I will hear it notwithstanding all of this repetition
God carry me through it all as to shake it
So among seven maidens across the dark waters steadfastly
O, are all Oscars wild like deuces
To get flowing my juices
By the hand of Moses
We stop to smell the roses
Dread not of the mess you made for rasping voices
Grasping upon choices
No better place to be but right here.....





Right Here (I Send Messengers)
8-23-19

As I go soft and safe
As to know as to chafe
Six beats are on our river
O, good old Johnny sing on as love will not fail us
By the smell of color in another season to carry a hope unsaid
Like a soldier fever, the storms of this love respect not persons
And know no such favoritism
Soon time to hit the road again
Unto the valley of Eschol enjoying the green while she is still around
Only one way to rock among officers of our tribes
Where I send all messengers to right here....