Sunday, March 8, 2020

wouldn't

I Wouldn't Miss It For The World
12-19-19

Hoping to get things done early
Yea, your time will come
As to call him Southey and look for it
Secured in faith
Don't let the boys in
For our fissure of its kind for successions
Speak up on forever
Hold your peace in all of such things temporal
O, how did you manage but to just cope after the other
I draw nigh alas for to have seen the angel
And I wouldn't miss it for the world
At the basest of all minerals material
Just have cereal as to strengthen the weakness
For our surreal.....





Inextricable
12-19-19

If I bring to you all of my possessions
O, may it be another scribble
As to but yet surmise in wound and thorns of cedar
O, could there be a devil of life much like the angel of death
Let me catch my breath succoring Succoth
May we fly through
Yet to be only me as to want to explain
So that voice whispers again in my left ear
As so the struggle continues as thereby to grow by night
In new ways where some still say
"I have no Christmas Spirit"
On primitive soils
Devil of life, press on.....





Yarmuk
12-19-19

Jesting for Jogbelah underneath
As to call all choirs in on me until then
Call it a winter advisory
It would be wise to get two more hours of rest
Like a mind phone to wander
She saith don't wander off too far
On the river of Yarmuk
A spectator catches that hockey puck
Go Bears likewise
Watch for you know not the hour as to attempt
A good one today still delighting in the bad stuff
Most call it good stuff on the river of Yarmuk.....





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