Foremann Freedom
1-15-20
As well in Ellen Foremann
Where the warriors felt my silent cry
To wake up from the little sleep i had known
In Hades and Apollo and a pill hard to swallow
In antennas as removed for the inch and its millimeter
In Pan and in Holly far in further reading Desmond and Endymion
To name a few where a plan not understood is like a letter not opened
All in Phyl Caraby like the veil of yarn
in the eleventh son of Keefe
God made me a blessing today to everyone
In the arguments and I.....
On Judges 9:35
1-15-20
One more attempt at golden slumbers
To fill my eyes
One more try at dreams of azure skies
In Gapil the son of Eben
O, take shelter and trust in his characteristics
As the life speaks o should I cease
My new olive in Slaevosa in Romuhus and in Demas
As I remove man from the score waiting with thumbs green in Marcillus
And in echo and meat
Air tight my east window through January
Between boxed air cover for twenty-one jewel Siamese
And golden chain by Sabbath as Van Gough
Look for my love and among me
King over you....
Thursday, April 30, 2020
discussion
Discussion
1-15-20
Back in thirty-nine
Hindsight is twenty twenty in a tin can
Be ye the man under thieves of themselves
In guides for Moronic days in politicians attempting meatballs once more
At last for the hours for the kitty and the cedar
Unlikely and united in the discussion in heaven of Zeus and in Poseidon
For the truth of love and fear
O, my gods to better my odds
As we set a course and crown with another horse
In Zebul, his officer and not of Homer or Jane
Why extradite of Taberi and Wang....
1-15-20
Back in thirty-nine
Hindsight is twenty twenty in a tin can
Be ye the man under thieves of themselves
In guides for Moronic days in politicians attempting meatballs once more
At last for the hours for the kitty and the cedar
Unlikely and united in the discussion in heaven of Zeus and in Poseidon
For the truth of love and fear
O, my gods to better my odds
As we set a course and crown with another horse
In Zebul, his officer and not of Homer or Jane
Why extradite of Taberi and Wang....
concession
Concession At The Carnival
1-15-20
Busy day today
I have appointments to keep
Quite at rest of that doing in the heart of our fleet to dream it
Janet long to Shecher in his Mother's brothers for hatchet
Dye and slops
The swell is good
As to do sixteen leagues and fifty miles of north terrain
Was it worth it smoker man
Or was it just vice
Still willing to pay the price
As later lets squash my view
Of indigo doing escort by blue busy bay
Today go to war over the trees....
Cease And Reign Over Us
1-15-20
Rest in peace, Neil
How does it make you feel
To be your drunken carelessly all of Beth Millo
Making Abimelek king over those whom wanted to know
Allowed by science for its thickness as to contravene this accension
And go home to write some more
As our conch has yielded to the evidence
Go on, my boy have your say when to imagine
Of Greenland had I chosen to have spoken as you cry , what then
That I should fancy it
In hopes for my visit to recharge moreover
Make it in my Savior....
Flowerburger
1-15-20
Anywhere out of this
Verily I begin the bar with her busy
As far as Golgotha
The place of the skull as to dazzle
Through the ages of Occidental pages
In elephants' cages all in the besetting of myths
In Philip Freeman gifts from the astonishing tales of our dragnets
She comes back to life and I am fit for the music in the chair of crass departments
In rending good books filling my apartment for truth and understanding
For wit and wisdom
O, my gods....
1-15-20
Busy day today
I have appointments to keep
Quite at rest of that doing in the heart of our fleet to dream it
Janet long to Shecher in his Mother's brothers for hatchet
Dye and slops
The swell is good
As to do sixteen leagues and fifty miles of north terrain
Was it worth it smoker man
Or was it just vice
Still willing to pay the price
As later lets squash my view
Of indigo doing escort by blue busy bay
Today go to war over the trees....
Cease And Reign Over Us
1-15-20
Rest in peace, Neil
How does it make you feel
To be your drunken carelessly all of Beth Millo
Making Abimelek king over those whom wanted to know
Allowed by science for its thickness as to contravene this accension
And go home to write some more
As our conch has yielded to the evidence
Go on, my boy have your say when to imagine
Of Greenland had I chosen to have spoken as you cry , what then
That I should fancy it
In hopes for my visit to recharge moreover
Make it in my Savior....
Flowerburger
1-15-20
Anywhere out of this
Verily I begin the bar with her busy
As far as Golgotha
The place of the skull as to dazzle
Through the ages of Occidental pages
In elephants' cages all in the besetting of myths
In Philip Freeman gifts from the astonishing tales of our dragnets
She comes back to life and I am fit for the music in the chair of crass departments
In rending good books filling my apartment for truth and understanding
For wit and wisdom
O, my gods....
Wednesday, April 29, 2020
Manses
Saluting The Manses
1-15-20
Adorned with ephods
I post them like breastplates
Like a sentence as to live again
For fences made of ivory
Go in and sway over like trees
And downsize the study-space
For ephod and tunic of crimson and Jules Verne
In geological studies sixteen leagues and fifty miles above sea level
Loving my new boom box cassette included
Stuck in my bananas time capsule up entirely too early
Up and about within and without
In facing a mad conductor of electricity
To promise it with the threads upon our latitude of catastrophe....
1-15-20
Adorned with ephods
I post them like breastplates
Like a sentence as to live again
For fences made of ivory
Go in and sway over like trees
And downsize the study-space
For ephod and tunic of crimson and Jules Verne
In geological studies sixteen leagues and fifty miles above sea level
Loving my new boom box cassette included
Stuck in my bananas time capsule up entirely too early
Up and about within and without
In facing a mad conductor of electricity
To promise it with the threads upon our latitude of catastrophe....
Tuesday, April 28, 2020
olive tree
Olive Tree (Reign Over Us)
1-14-20
Back just in time for industry
For a husbandry of cellos and a gladdening for goodbyes
Rolling up my right sleeve as to work my own salt
This evening in Isaiah son of Amoz
Plundered by the blood staying out of the nip trying
To steer clear of the cigarette
Where love is like a library
Time to post it as to leave it all for her skin
As mine for Golgerif and good time as to remember Rinolaughs
And I deserve a break in a doorway with my Olive of San Friendship Sidle
In Beth-Miko.....
1-14-20
Back just in time for industry
For a husbandry of cellos and a gladdening for goodbyes
Rolling up my right sleeve as to work my own salt
This evening in Isaiah son of Amoz
Plundered by the blood staying out of the nip trying
To steer clear of the cigarette
Where love is like a library
Time to post it as to leave it all for her skin
As mine for Golgerif and good time as to remember Rinolaughs
And I deserve a break in a doorway with my Olive of San Friendship Sidle
In Beth-Miko.....
fast food
Fast Food Truth
1-14-20
Two weeks now since the ordeal
And tomorrow another free meal
On the edge of shadows
I can see my lion standing in the limelight
Praying for longsuffering and for temperance
And for another beautiful riff between stanzas in Edelweiss Alpine
As to efface and beg her a thousand pardon
And soon make that bed of roses
All for Cyclops' lemonade
She has a hold on you as Ulysses took it for me
Soon time to zest it as to arrive at Murphy
Back into the front seat where we all have issues of our own.....
Misogynist
1-14-20
Unwanted coffee down the drain
As to go saying a matter for Sister
And the fruit of her womb
Enclosed in parentheses timeout for a call to suspense
Where it all ends up and her talk is therapy
To a troubled mind call it a raincheck for my sugar cane and mayonaise
In the cardinal of Scots
I must not be late
Business as usual
I land me a good job for steak and corn on the cob
Don't let the devil rob to remember dinosaurs in Bauldelaire
Soon time to take care of it.....
Social Graces
1-14-20
Time to take care of something
As it all begins again testing my anchors
All for my tiny dancers
As one to break for a very late breakfast
I'll be alright with social graces
And another poem or two in the afternoon
Finding another reason for my tonglen for tonsils to remove
And another good move testing my answers in Euripides for pleasure by illusion
And no more confusion enclosed in parentheses as seen
I take more of it to study the now technique in all we are you to seek
Blessed are the meek....
1-14-20
Two weeks now since the ordeal
And tomorrow another free meal
On the edge of shadows
I can see my lion standing in the limelight
Praying for longsuffering and for temperance
And for another beautiful riff between stanzas in Edelweiss Alpine
As to efface and beg her a thousand pardon
And soon make that bed of roses
All for Cyclops' lemonade
She has a hold on you as Ulysses took it for me
Soon time to zest it as to arrive at Murphy
Back into the front seat where we all have issues of our own.....
Misogynist
1-14-20
Unwanted coffee down the drain
As to go saying a matter for Sister
And the fruit of her womb
Enclosed in parentheses timeout for a call to suspense
Where it all ends up and her talk is therapy
To a troubled mind call it a raincheck for my sugar cane and mayonaise
In the cardinal of Scots
I must not be late
Business as usual
I land me a good job for steak and corn on the cob
Don't let the devil rob to remember dinosaurs in Bauldelaire
Soon time to take care of it.....
Social Graces
1-14-20
Time to take care of something
As it all begins again testing my anchors
All for my tiny dancers
As one to break for a very late breakfast
I'll be alright with social graces
And another poem or two in the afternoon
Finding another reason for my tonglen for tonsils to remove
And another good move testing my answers in Euripides for pleasure by illusion
And no more confusion enclosed in parentheses as seen
I take more of it to study the now technique in all we are you to seek
Blessed are the meek....
break
Break For The Old School
1-14-20
Woke up too late
I wasn't where I ought to have been
For old school gainer as to try it in everywhere
Soon time to head off on another literary adventure
Whose English is hard to decipher
Still making provisions for the bad stuff
Thank you for pulling for me
Time to head on down and hook up with good friends
Back in time for industry and my clementine of Castor
Back into Shechem amomg the father of the king
Wash at one and dry at two
Now that your up forth in Cynthia gets it done
Whu Whei....
Imagine: 2022
1-14-20
Back into time for business on our microcosmic planet
In twenty twenty-two
Imagine that lying here in your full mood
Take it easy for a change and make it soon
To folklore dare old town praise and the frog
I'm up for it
Don't close your eyes for our business
Mother knows best as she shows concern
And about this love
I have a lot to learn
Clean shaven tomorrow once again
With a case of over the counter drugs
Where I make the scene in old school country
And fast food truth.....
Testing My Answers
1-14-20
Still I write out the day's events
Where soldiers revolt and poets repent
In Aluminum folklore organizes someone
Beat me to it but it can wait reading as Rochefocauld
Reality renunciation the enemy's lies of fast food truth
And Frito friction helping to have victory over addiction
Down to play another archive for my well being and looking alive
For the abundance of impermanence
Giving me more senses of joy in the making
Destroy it for the giving and taking
Taming it tonglen and big playtime to chastise....
1-14-20
Woke up too late
I wasn't where I ought to have been
For old school gainer as to try it in everywhere
Soon time to head off on another literary adventure
Whose English is hard to decipher
Still making provisions for the bad stuff
Thank you for pulling for me
Time to head on down and hook up with good friends
Back in time for industry and my clementine of Castor
Back into Shechem amomg the father of the king
Wash at one and dry at two
Now that your up forth in Cynthia gets it done
Whu Whei....
Imagine: 2022
1-14-20
Back into time for business on our microcosmic planet
In twenty twenty-two
Imagine that lying here in your full mood
Take it easy for a change and make it soon
To folklore dare old town praise and the frog
I'm up for it
Don't close your eyes for our business
Mother knows best as she shows concern
And about this love
I have a lot to learn
Clean shaven tomorrow once again
With a case of over the counter drugs
Where I make the scene in old school country
And fast food truth.....
Testing My Answers
1-14-20
Still I write out the day's events
Where soldiers revolt and poets repent
In Aluminum folklore organizes someone
Beat me to it but it can wait reading as Rochefocauld
Reality renunciation the enemy's lies of fast food truth
And Frito friction helping to have victory over addiction
Down to play another archive for my well being and looking alive
For the abundance of impermanence
Giving me more senses of joy in the making
Destroy it for the giving and taking
Taming it tonglen and big playtime to chastise....
Friday, April 24, 2020
TY
Thank You (Free Country)
1-14-20
As bemused by the way of life
And no such asterick for strife
Fair enough
I'm up and at it again
In preparation and in retribution starting the day all over again
It's still not working breaking out my special gift
About the Israelites
Rule over us with the wand of midday
In Zobrah and Zalmuna
Come the days in love with eastern ways
As to enjoy the folklore event in Cynchia
And in Ruth as to crack it for our dispatcher
Among Cowboys
O, what a mess I made of my life
Given one hour to get yearly to go Halo Shechem
And help this cowboy satisfied....
Surely Gone Fishing Today
1-14-20
Getting ready to go there
Still the man keeps writing for you
For ones money as we speak
Crew O car ye yea or nay for elements in beatnik in between another rosed queen
And the career of Gideon's son in stages all around one AM already
We need to get ready to go back west today scoring Ruth watches
A simple Occidental staring today with a smile in the mirror
Where I still need make provisions for life as we can know it
Crossing over Jordan bringing in the creatures getting ready to go there again
As to enjoy the folklore event.....
To Sway Over Trees
1-14-20
Hopefully close to the event
Thank you for pulling for me today
As the lad dallies through darkly dealing suddenly
That I have fifteen minutes to get ready to go
There again in our clement twang close to the event for all members
Airy and rainy of fond under Gideon Amen our son Abimelech
Come and reign over us
The key today is to read all about it
In a chime in the May of the Circe
One foot in front of the other
Around centuries unfamiliar as thought of us
Endless lights of literature riding out into traffic
No pie left in the hole....
1-14-20
As bemused by the way of life
And no such asterick for strife
Fair enough
I'm up and at it again
In preparation and in retribution starting the day all over again
It's still not working breaking out my special gift
About the Israelites
Rule over us with the wand of midday
In Zobrah and Zalmuna
Come the days in love with eastern ways
As to enjoy the folklore event in Cynchia
And in Ruth as to crack it for our dispatcher
Among Cowboys
O, what a mess I made of my life
Given one hour to get yearly to go Halo Shechem
And help this cowboy satisfied....
Surely Gone Fishing Today
1-14-20
Getting ready to go there
Still the man keeps writing for you
For ones money as we speak
Crew O car ye yea or nay for elements in beatnik in between another rosed queen
And the career of Gideon's son in stages all around one AM already
We need to get ready to go back west today scoring Ruth watches
A simple Occidental staring today with a smile in the mirror
Where I still need make provisions for life as we can know it
Crossing over Jordan bringing in the creatures getting ready to go there again
As to enjoy the folklore event.....
To Sway Over Trees
1-14-20
Hopefully close to the event
Thank you for pulling for me today
As the lad dallies through darkly dealing suddenly
That I have fifteen minutes to get ready to go
There again in our clement twang close to the event for all members
Airy and rainy of fond under Gideon Amen our son Abimelech
Come and reign over us
The key today is to read all about it
In a chime in the May of the Circe
One foot in front of the other
Around centuries unfamiliar as thought of us
Endless lights of literature riding out into traffic
No pie left in the hole....
Pleasure
Pleasure Devotee
1-13-20
Take off your coat for starters and say a prayer for Sister
Carrie At Karhor
There still is death waging war in a constant struggle
For all Tonglen for my tonsils knowing there is a higher purpose
Need to start somewhere pulling hats down tight
Stronger than ones pain for another First Amendment
Thy continuity serves its purpose Les Mots sometimes
And baby steps for babybacks for Mount Olympus
As yet to see possibilities in the house of Gideon
Home to take a lot to get back to it....
Anon
1-13-20
All in pleasantries in Delphi and in continuum
We only have one life needing a cup of coffee
To not exceed the morn to stay warm in it for the long haul
Where I had other plans for my mess
Spirit pulling disorganization along the time it takes to give it up
A some say that this has got to stop
Dreaming to be glad only to go again
Man, give the pillow another chance for life is such a crazy dance
In pleasure into destruction hearken worthy on occasion
It would be wise to drop out and start again
Okay!
1-13-20
Take off your coat for starters and say a prayer for Sister
Carrie At Karhor
There still is death waging war in a constant struggle
For all Tonglen for my tonsils knowing there is a higher purpose
Need to start somewhere pulling hats down tight
Stronger than ones pain for another First Amendment
Thy continuity serves its purpose Les Mots sometimes
And baby steps for babybacks for Mount Olympus
As yet to see possibilities in the house of Gideon
Home to take a lot to get back to it....
Anon
1-13-20
All in pleasantries in Delphi and in continuum
We only have one life needing a cup of coffee
To not exceed the morn to stay warm in it for the long haul
Where I had other plans for my mess
Spirit pulling disorganization along the time it takes to give it up
A some say that this has got to stop
Dreaming to be glad only to go again
Man, give the pillow another chance for life is such a crazy dance
In pleasure into destruction hearken worthy on occasion
It would be wise to drop out and start again
Okay!
under faith
Fear Under Faith
1-12-20
As to comfort all fear under faith
Yet unconscious yet in Static sometimes at the end of my rope
Entering Godspace all in a friend's presence back by eleven and Jesus knows
The faith over fear at Delphi where God says "Wait"
"Take care" was all they said as so I quit for the day famous for every oracle
Occluding its center for the river
Ocean for the womb
Girl home to these waters sometimes
Much too hard to seize the opportunity for our Euyine
Not just another vaccine
Learning of Godspace in doing something....
Tonglen For Tonsil
1-12-20
Around where you are accepted for just whom you are
In a win situation inexhaustible
On our river ocean among the Greeks from the ancients
As so above the gods under God himself
"Fantastic!" so uttereth the seeker
Sit back and relax for we are mere men
Among the Greeks in valleys and in perks
All in the quiet and the quest like lead being rolled
For staff and Spirit folded resisting myself for good success
One works from new braying
For them together for the tonsils
And my first surgery
Fantastic....
1-12-20
As to comfort all fear under faith
Yet unconscious yet in Static sometimes at the end of my rope
Entering Godspace all in a friend's presence back by eleven and Jesus knows
The faith over fear at Delphi where God says "Wait"
"Take care" was all they said as so I quit for the day famous for every oracle
Occluding its center for the river
Ocean for the womb
Girl home to these waters sometimes
Much too hard to seize the opportunity for our Euyine
Not just another vaccine
Learning of Godspace in doing something....
Tonglen For Tonsil
1-12-20
Around where you are accepted for just whom you are
In a win situation inexhaustible
On our river ocean among the Greeks from the ancients
As so above the gods under God himself
"Fantastic!" so uttereth the seeker
Sit back and relax for we are mere men
Among the Greeks in valleys and in perks
All in the quiet and the quest like lead being rolled
For staff and Spirit folded resisting myself for good success
One works from new braying
For them together for the tonsils
And my first surgery
Fantastic....
cite
Citing Ceyx
1-12-20
In with morning prayers and out with all ado
In Bulfinch's Roman and Greek long admired
Given one hour to get up and head on back to the congregation of Tonglen
Shady tonsils and the user of storytelling
In with my morning coffee
Nothing too weak for then it's here
Even in those difficult in Saturday editions
Yea, it's your call
She isn't that bad in Daphne and Apollo
For this support system citing Ceyx
And having Halcyone
See you at seven on another open road.....
For More Provolone Ballads
1-12-20
Scathing Sapano caring for our Calypso
Still taking down names in Toroacter Etching up Iona
As he believes in me for the fate of suitors and Rumic letters even if we never do
On a Sunday that man as well be a new beginning
Modern and the buttons of a timer all for the masquerades
Yea, it's a long haul but I will live just for today
Famous like an oracle
Looking on the sunny side of things
Power to you
I call it quits today
Call me that ghost writer
And no more a backbiter
Where I can smile right through it
As to be the victor voracious....
"O, More!"
1-12-20
Yea my stomach replies
"O, more"
And my throat is still sore
For the pipe mine for someone to believe in
I can call it quits for just one day
There is no "I" in team
To make it work by fifteen minutes of silence
Do more by eleven as we still hold our place in line with elegant Listerine
Back to the main thing in the book of Judges receiving their sciences
Life goes on in the equal drafts by the sea yet unvexed
I need you more than over night now
By Jesus time to put one foot in front of the other....
1-12-20
In with morning prayers and out with all ado
In Bulfinch's Roman and Greek long admired
Given one hour to get up and head on back to the congregation of Tonglen
Shady tonsils and the user of storytelling
In with my morning coffee
Nothing too weak for then it's here
Even in those difficult in Saturday editions
Yea, it's your call
She isn't that bad in Daphne and Apollo
For this support system citing Ceyx
And having Halcyone
See you at seven on another open road.....
For More Provolone Ballads
1-12-20
Scathing Sapano caring for our Calypso
Still taking down names in Toroacter Etching up Iona
As he believes in me for the fate of suitors and Rumic letters even if we never do
On a Sunday that man as well be a new beginning
Modern and the buttons of a timer all for the masquerades
Yea, it's a long haul but I will live just for today
Famous like an oracle
Looking on the sunny side of things
Power to you
I call it quits today
Call me that ghost writer
And no more a backbiter
Where I can smile right through it
As to be the victor voracious....
"O, More!"
1-12-20
Yea my stomach replies
"O, more"
And my throat is still sore
For the pipe mine for someone to believe in
I can call it quits for just one day
There is no "I" in team
To make it work by fifteen minutes of silence
Do more by eleven as we still hold our place in line with elegant Listerine
Back to the main thing in the book of Judges receiving their sciences
Life goes on in the equal drafts by the sea yet unvexed
I need you more than over night now
By Jesus time to put one foot in front of the other....
bloodthirsty
Bloodthirsty And Bold
1-12-20
Rest in peace, Neil
Not according to what a man can but feel
As one to slip on another's banana peel
Where the love of music is real
And that's the deal and I have the day off
Living as if my own days are numbered
As encumbered with no further and now
Display discombobulated in our westwood
Pulling up a chair over the neighborhood
Playing 2112 again for the sake of pad and pen
Into the full circle from another one-eighty
As to refrain as another siren is ready
Too lonely as to appear again before angels fallen
As to care of Vienna.....
Someone Anon (Peck Of The Cheek)
1-12-20
Obviously waiting for someone
For a kiss on the lips
Like a peck on the cheek
Have a good week and cry Amen to the meek
Yea, you know I do casually dressed in black
In another lifetime we couldn't hold but weary of this spoil and plunder
Given the drummer whom wrote the lyrics
A drumstick on rice for In Wiener Schnistel and mobile phones to recharge
As praying hawks lift me up
Go Cody, my brother make it happen
I wouldn't care sobeit in the morning
And the other way as silence crawls under the door
O, Jesus tell us that we are someone anon.....
Mother Loves You
1-12-20
Icon precipice and perpendicular
In a song written about a man in white South Africa
Unconsciously they take my tonsils out for this Tonglen
Given breakfast as to work racks on occasion Occidental with bigger shoes to fill
Mother loves you in spaces between love and there even when we drink Weiselgurger
Blabbering out desperate models sing to tarry for albums ahead of myself and masquerades
It could be wise to activate ones prayer capsule and swallow it whole
To pass another hour in supplication
Where two or more are gathered in this name and Word.....
1-12-20
Rest in peace, Neil
Not according to what a man can but feel
As one to slip on another's banana peel
Where the love of music is real
And that's the deal and I have the day off
Living as if my own days are numbered
As encumbered with no further and now
Display discombobulated in our westwood
Pulling up a chair over the neighborhood
Playing 2112 again for the sake of pad and pen
Into the full circle from another one-eighty
As to refrain as another siren is ready
Too lonely as to appear again before angels fallen
As to care of Vienna.....
Someone Anon (Peck Of The Cheek)
1-12-20
Obviously waiting for someone
For a kiss on the lips
Like a peck on the cheek
Have a good week and cry Amen to the meek
Yea, you know I do casually dressed in black
In another lifetime we couldn't hold but weary of this spoil and plunder
Given the drummer whom wrote the lyrics
A drumstick on rice for In Wiener Schnistel and mobile phones to recharge
As praying hawks lift me up
Go Cody, my brother make it happen
I wouldn't care sobeit in the morning
And the other way as silence crawls under the door
O, Jesus tell us that we are someone anon.....
Mother Loves You
1-12-20
Icon precipice and perpendicular
In a song written about a man in white South Africa
Unconsciously they take my tonsils out for this Tonglen
Given breakfast as to work racks on occasion Occidental with bigger shoes to fill
Mother loves you in spaces between love and there even when we drink Weiselgurger
Blabbering out desperate models sing to tarry for albums ahead of myself and masquerades
It could be wise to activate ones prayer capsule and swallow it whole
To pass another hour in supplication
Where two or more are gathered in this name and Word.....
Thursday, April 23, 2020
ten-pin
Timmy Ten-Pin
1-12-20
As days seem to be numbered
And theme parks are yet encumbered for fresh air through my east window
I need all the love in the heart for foster magnets as promised in the age of fable
Five twenty-five in Canada
God knows I've suffered much but don't believe the lie he made up
In the junction before our predestination
You would not believe me
If I were the last man standing
For another nine hundred minutes
Of material yet prolific
For the old school cowboy and cover
Thanks to the you know who
As presumed
Oar abbot.....
Theory Of Humphry Davy
1-12-20
As presumed our abbot
where I break a tooth on a chocolate rabbit
What for but to cut more and make a plan for tomorrow
No longer afraid to seek the face of our firmament
Given a half hour of silence
So I can hear the rain like blood that flows from the ground
Loving this sound still coming down
Yet optimistic of our Occidental organization
As if it were a song
Three hours till our time of worship
O, why not right now
In caverns endless and a thumb covered with scales
As to rays one under the sun.....
Sendheim At Six
1-12-20
Believe in it or not
Hindsight is twenty-twenty
Catch eleven I have tasted my own portion of heaven
Quite with our maize of probability in ones absolute dismay
As presumed something in Sendheim
Don't get too far ahead of yourself
Ringo, Lennon our life again with two others
For mothers and brothers how did you know twas all in Westwood
If I could I would as to set a watch
Discombobulated at the chime of six in conductors among Lila
No, please be seated and get your notebook ready....
1-12-20
As days seem to be numbered
And theme parks are yet encumbered for fresh air through my east window
I need all the love in the heart for foster magnets as promised in the age of fable
Five twenty-five in Canada
God knows I've suffered much but don't believe the lie he made up
In the junction before our predestination
You would not believe me
If I were the last man standing
For another nine hundred minutes
Of material yet prolific
For the old school cowboy and cover
Thanks to the you know who
As presumed
Oar abbot.....
Theory Of Humphry Davy
1-12-20
As presumed our abbot
where I break a tooth on a chocolate rabbit
What for but to cut more and make a plan for tomorrow
No longer afraid to seek the face of our firmament
Given a half hour of silence
So I can hear the rain like blood that flows from the ground
Loving this sound still coming down
Yet optimistic of our Occidental organization
As if it were a song
Three hours till our time of worship
O, why not right now
In caverns endless and a thumb covered with scales
As to rays one under the sun.....
Sendheim At Six
1-12-20
Believe in it or not
Hindsight is twenty-twenty
Catch eleven I have tasted my own portion of heaven
Quite with our maize of probability in ones absolute dismay
As presumed something in Sendheim
Don't get too far ahead of yourself
Ringo, Lennon our life again with two others
For mothers and brothers how did you know twas all in Westwood
If I could I would as to set a watch
Discombobulated at the chime of six in conductors among Lila
No, please be seated and get your notebook ready....
Tuesday, April 21, 2020
cleaning
Cleaning My Spectacles
1-12-20
Trade winds almost known
Me, flat on my back soon for sunlight
In a dire need of my Maker for republication
What in carnations
Call it mean in elegant words
Understood and appreciated as to surmise another divine appointment
To be made pale and piney in our vale
Shiny yet with Rudolph running through my head
And for a holiday hangover
God bless the flowers all for the map of our journey
And the mishap of this autourney in roguery associations loose
As I rejoin my Father smiling....
1-12-20
Trade winds almost known
Me, flat on my back soon for sunlight
In a dire need of my Maker for republication
What in carnations
Call it mean in elegant words
Understood and appreciated as to surmise another divine appointment
To be made pale and piney in our vale
Shiny yet with Rudolph running through my head
And for a holiday hangover
God bless the flowers all for the map of our journey
And the mishap of this autourney in roguery associations loose
As I rejoin my Father smiling....
UK
2.15 in the USA
3.40 In The UK
1-12-20
In inexperience editors
A book for two fifteen
Rain isn't going to kill me this morning
In needle and spoon understanding veteran ways about it paperbound
For Oriental fables
Cutting no such cable
Dancing on the worms of Ovid counting myself fortunate
For senses forever reeling still freewheeling for personage by allusion
I made it though again on another day for worship
Raising mountainous waves in all that this is practiced
Changes in good increase
Verify still in denial for the rage of the visitor
Three forty in the UK.....
3.40 In The UK
1-12-20
In inexperience editors
A book for two fifteen
Rain isn't going to kill me this morning
In needle and spoon understanding veteran ways about it paperbound
For Oriental fables
Cutting no such cable
Dancing on the worms of Ovid counting myself fortunate
For senses forever reeling still freewheeling for personage by allusion
I made it though again on another day for worship
Raising mountainous waves in all that this is practiced
Changes in good increase
Verify still in denial for the rage of the visitor
Three forty in the UK.....
Monday, April 20, 2020
Pluto
Tis Pluto
1-12-20
Sobeit in the unique
And of something amphibious
Up with the dragonfly
As I owe it all to myself
To but yet attend in flesh and blood
All flesh not one to tarry in mud
All for the arrangements made for another free meal
On God's good earth no longer captivated in systems of stainless sensations
Call it a salad bar opportunity and jump on it
Rock it, peace, Neil
I hope you have a new drum kit
As to leave the century in those whom follow
Peeling it off in Piccolomini....
1-12-20
Sobeit in the unique
And of something amphibious
Up with the dragonfly
As I owe it all to myself
To but yet attend in flesh and blood
All flesh not one to tarry in mud
All for the arrangements made for another free meal
On God's good earth no longer captivated in systems of stainless sensations
Call it a salad bar opportunity and jump on it
Rock it, peace, Neil
I hope you have a new drum kit
As to leave the century in those whom follow
Peeling it off in Piccolomini....
Saturday, April 18, 2020
swaddle
Jerked And Swaddled
1-12-20
In legions playing base
I make that pass and down another glass
In pure and noble four as one to recruit and conform
Inside it's Wessex among vast caverns
Getting the job done
Alone at the heat of the world in Jules Verne
We have much to learn along its gratuity's soil
Fragment upon arrival all indeed is you
For our demands and campfires of rings of reletivity
God has reasons and I am awake at three to no such vagary and lyric
For weird beats and strange glory
Do you think?
It's Killing Me
1-12-20
Constant, our joy
And growing pains fluent the boy
And his Lionel trains
As to plague them
As to jerk and cradle in that it's killing me
In travel down the bank
Marriages from our arrival
O, yeah it's killing me
For runaway messages and a child
Now into the world in notes, states and new ideas
For another blank page and ceremonious washings
Losing, finding and winning
Grimacing and grinning
And another read before five
And I know to only see it on the TV
Deepest level of myself
The God I can know for certain......
Ground And Baccy
1-12-20
Ground and baccy in the heart of the world
Sundry above ground in new kinds of existence lukewarm calculations
In order like the books
Still wide open in the grasping wind
Pouring us where a passage comes to me on the edge of higher levels of consciousness
Being another one eighty like a three sixty
As a man of many needs alive and heated as to survive
The emotional self reluctant
Don't fret over that new embroider
It's regina....
1-12-20
In legions playing base
I make that pass and down another glass
In pure and noble four as one to recruit and conform
Inside it's Wessex among vast caverns
Getting the job done
Alone at the heat of the world in Jules Verne
We have much to learn along its gratuity's soil
Fragment upon arrival all indeed is you
For our demands and campfires of rings of reletivity
God has reasons and I am awake at three to no such vagary and lyric
For weird beats and strange glory
Do you think?
It's Killing Me
1-12-20
Constant, our joy
And growing pains fluent the boy
And his Lionel trains
As to plague them
As to jerk and cradle in that it's killing me
In travel down the bank
Marriages from our arrival
O, yeah it's killing me
For runaway messages and a child
Now into the world in notes, states and new ideas
For another blank page and ceremonious washings
Losing, finding and winning
Grimacing and grinning
And another read before five
And I know to only see it on the TV
Deepest level of myself
The God I can know for certain......
Ground And Baccy
1-12-20
Ground and baccy in the heart of the world
Sundry above ground in new kinds of existence lukewarm calculations
In order like the books
Still wide open in the grasping wind
Pouring us where a passage comes to me on the edge of higher levels of consciousness
Being another one eighty like a three sixty
As a man of many needs alive and heated as to survive
The emotional self reluctant
Don't fret over that new embroider
It's regina....
Friday, April 17, 2020
icon
Icons Fixed
1-12-20
To realize enlightenment
One must learn how to forgive and forget
On dirty days in Relsetti for the new song of retreat
Get it right verily in the verisimilitude of virtue
And images of tragic personages accepted as icons
Fixed by Euripides of counterculture in reorganization
Of what were you being
Where I stepped off again just taking turns
Giving her a peck on the cheek
Happy in Hardolytus
In the pool of tendons
For old commas to illustrate the operation
And live today as if it were my last...
Soul Encipher (Press Onward)
1-12-20
On first Kerioth of Mars mane alive today
It's up to the dance to put in another load of cash come weapons
As daybreak you always brighten up my day
As Sylvia is determined to make it happen in us
By diplomats of Alison heart and soul etched how
For our spoken dominion and unusually warm ones
And the promises of new suns highly conventionalyzed
In Aeon transition bank in the coffee ground and baccy
Heaven indeed in transition distracted from the nation
As the sun sinks in the sea....
Algestis In Allis
1-12-20
Dry at four
Fold at five at Auhis agreeing with Algetis with ancestry
Love save the baby for you are due
Invited to a feast among Trojan women
We of few for our flower names of parody
I did what I did still trying to read nine books at the same time
In Sylvia sweet salvation all for hands in Wessex in our atrocious enclosed
And another warm one for choral eyes regaining the passage
For a gauge inn definition and another proposition burning Mordiic meager.....
Rest In Peace, Neil
1-12-20
On another Thursday Nelson ground
I dig that sound
Thank you Grandfather for turning me onto the music
Ball in covering six seeming today healing and recovery in singing it out
As if it were my last
Just go and give them sunburn
And make arrangements as to reappear for tete-e-tete
Menagerie and mete
Shady Dolon ground for the ongoing elite
Of the issue of the tissue
Making a grown man cry
At four I fold
At five look alive
To have another bed and call it my work
In our firey source of course....
1-12-20
To realize enlightenment
One must learn how to forgive and forget
On dirty days in Relsetti for the new song of retreat
Get it right verily in the verisimilitude of virtue
And images of tragic personages accepted as icons
Fixed by Euripides of counterculture in reorganization
Of what were you being
Where I stepped off again just taking turns
Giving her a peck on the cheek
Happy in Hardolytus
In the pool of tendons
For old commas to illustrate the operation
And live today as if it were my last...
Soul Encipher (Press Onward)
1-12-20
On first Kerioth of Mars mane alive today
It's up to the dance to put in another load of cash come weapons
As daybreak you always brighten up my day
As Sylvia is determined to make it happen in us
By diplomats of Alison heart and soul etched how
For our spoken dominion and unusually warm ones
And the promises of new suns highly conventionalyzed
In Aeon transition bank in the coffee ground and baccy
Heaven indeed in transition distracted from the nation
As the sun sinks in the sea....
Algestis In Allis
1-12-20
Dry at four
Fold at five at Auhis agreeing with Algetis with ancestry
Love save the baby for you are due
Invited to a feast among Trojan women
We of few for our flower names of parody
I did what I did still trying to read nine books at the same time
In Sylvia sweet salvation all for hands in Wessex in our atrocious enclosed
And another warm one for choral eyes regaining the passage
For a gauge inn definition and another proposition burning Mordiic meager.....
Rest In Peace, Neil
1-12-20
On another Thursday Nelson ground
I dig that sound
Thank you Grandfather for turning me onto the music
Ball in covering six seeming today healing and recovery in singing it out
As if it were my last
Just go and give them sunburn
And make arrangements as to reappear for tete-e-tete
Menagerie and mete
Shady Dolon ground for the ongoing elite
Of the issue of the tissue
Making a grown man cry
At four I fold
At five look alive
To have another bed and call it my work
In our firey source of course....
Thursday, April 16, 2020
till daylight
Pray Till Daylight
1-11-20
Can't stay awake
Can't go to sleep
It's a constant battle like a precious stone
Train leaves in two and a half hours
Freed from the bus constraints yet imprisoned
By this bad agency all for the here renowned
And our coming behind in our dedication to all the world
And one more attempt at sleep
No more like you where I let them come to me
As to cave in our progeny
Never giving up the ropes as I lay me down to pray
In hopes for a better day on solid ground
With heart bleeding under tie Jed jar
I bask in it....
1-11-20
Can't stay awake
Can't go to sleep
It's a constant battle like a precious stone
Train leaves in two and a half hours
Freed from the bus constraints yet imprisoned
By this bad agency all for the here renowned
And our coming behind in our dedication to all the world
And one more attempt at sleep
No more like you where I let them come to me
As to cave in our progeny
Never giving up the ropes as I lay me down to pray
In hopes for a better day on solid ground
With heart bleeding under tie Jed jar
I bask in it....
Tuesday, April 14, 2020
Ceyx
Ceyx Clean Cut
1-11-20
Sever leagues for our twenty-one miles under the sea
Too much time for a leisure sanguinary aid
A killer breakfast and kindness in Ityenase for the come return
Of experience by permenency of assocaiations
Where legs answer all that is fair as mercury is quite hard
And I take the time to get clean in stories of our Ceyx
And healers of Halcenia
Having a catch an hour of sleep before dawn
Peeling our Piecolomini
On Ruth to resume an old language
The consumers answer inside of myself....
Itching Irises
1-11-20
Among ichthyosaurus
Itchy irises as to evoke the mornings of ones Icelandic guide
In another Toglen meditation of giving and receiving our lion's roar
Ah, this will take us
As the law is given another opportunity for thunder is silence
Seeing this serenade as to devour the accidents
O, look through me as due free as to cultivate the old from up with the static
And other innoculations
These are difficult as given
O, God give me rest to those dry boned
O, what can we add to six o clock in the morning....
1-11-20
Sever leagues for our twenty-one miles under the sea
Too much time for a leisure sanguinary aid
A killer breakfast and kindness in Ityenase for the come return
Of experience by permenency of assocaiations
Where legs answer all that is fair as mercury is quite hard
And I take the time to get clean in stories of our Ceyx
And healers of Halcenia
Having a catch an hour of sleep before dawn
Peeling our Piecolomini
On Ruth to resume an old language
The consumers answer inside of myself....
Itching Irises
1-11-20
Among ichthyosaurus
Itchy irises as to evoke the mornings of ones Icelandic guide
In another Toglen meditation of giving and receiving our lion's roar
Ah, this will take us
As the law is given another opportunity for thunder is silence
Seeing this serenade as to devour the accidents
O, look through me as due free as to cultivate the old from up with the static
And other innoculations
These are difficult as given
O, God give me rest to those dry boned
O, what can we add to six o clock in the morning....
reality
Reality To The Pure
1-11-20
Blame it on Apollo
All game for the hollow
In azure roses
In households of Menelaus
Of Arlington victors and more Euripedes
Roving the treadmill
Just to feel the lights of north in Orestos
Involved to employ the technique
Palpitating the vanquished on another sleepless night
As travesty is threadlike alluding to predecessions
Come on in here with the skull of bones happy for delivery in Alcestis
All for reality justified in our own conventions
On prisms of polish
And we see it in the Electra.....
Wrong Answer
1-11-20
In murder condoned
We turn it around with the sound
All for brother Utt in Hippelatius' mind
We play a game of pick up the other stings
Where ebony pursuit has his testament
Among thoughtful spectators
Where tragedy is implicit as sparks fly northward
Among Moderi's children
As is well with the poem
Whom purloiners persecute Pelops' ancestors
Purified and rhetorical
And there's twenty where all have apologized
Most plausible as to begin again
For another quick fix renounced.....
Projamic Prologue
1-11-20
Ten plays for two fifty
Phonetic Thebe's tales and Pelop's poetry so original in solution
For the use of the Incubus in Mamagrowth of Omz communication at large
To retire we learn the hard way for our
For one crazy of Teros divine eventually we form a line
supplying all prologues where a god appears for our own on our machine
For mores of consuming heralds to see behind these words prosaic
In platinum and prototype
At ones own conjugate water maker as throngs
In the now......
1-11-20
Blame it on Apollo
All game for the hollow
In azure roses
In households of Menelaus
Of Arlington victors and more Euripedes
Roving the treadmill
Just to feel the lights of north in Orestos
Involved to employ the technique
Palpitating the vanquished on another sleepless night
As travesty is threadlike alluding to predecessions
Come on in here with the skull of bones happy for delivery in Alcestis
All for reality justified in our own conventions
On prisms of polish
And we see it in the Electra.....
Wrong Answer
1-11-20
In murder condoned
We turn it around with the sound
All for brother Utt in Hippelatius' mind
We play a game of pick up the other stings
Where ebony pursuit has his testament
Among thoughtful spectators
Where tragedy is implicit as sparks fly northward
Among Moderi's children
As is well with the poem
Whom purloiners persecute Pelops' ancestors
Purified and rhetorical
And there's twenty where all have apologized
Most plausible as to begin again
For another quick fix renounced.....
Projamic Prologue
1-11-20
Ten plays for two fifty
Phonetic Thebe's tales and Pelop's poetry so original in solution
For the use of the Incubus in Mamagrowth of Omz communication at large
To retire we learn the hard way for our
For one crazy of Teros divine eventually we form a line
supplying all prologues where a god appears for our own on our machine
For mores of consuming heralds to see behind these words prosaic
In platinum and prototype
At ones own conjugate water maker as throngs
In the now......
Sunday, April 12, 2020
coup d'etat
Coup D'etat
1-10-20
All for the blessing and the curse
While someone is calling more than once
We disagree in Euripides and John Mclean
Still trying to get through to you
Just the way that I am on onseeking orestes to the coup d'etat
And my hours of conduct
And what you have to do as our Electra illustrations
Terrified of the day in He whom hates sin
As He waits and God knows about the fan-tods
As it takes time to get on with my life
What need is more for being sad
Do what you need to do
For the central role it pays
In the fable of farce....
1-10-20
All for the blessing and the curse
While someone is calling more than once
We disagree in Euripides and John Mclean
Still trying to get through to you
Just the way that I am on onseeking orestes to the coup d'etat
And my hours of conduct
And what you have to do as our Electra illustrations
Terrified of the day in He whom hates sin
As He waits and God knows about the fan-tods
As it takes time to get on with my life
What need is more for being sad
Do what you need to do
For the central role it pays
In the fable of farce....
immovable
Immovable
1-6-20
Dredging the very depths of this Sahara
All for the Moksha in the waking apathy of what I might hear in Euripides
Elongated as denim blue flight and silence oftener than what I could hope
In this righteous practice in Euripides to put the blame on Apollo
For the friendly skies in honor of Electrica exhibits in what I find
In neomancy for variety in our country
Rose at every possible turn caring for Chytemnestar
Letting sleeping dogs lie
As we hang with suspicion
Levi got overground
All in quality time and sound.....
Gone Afar
1-6-20
All tied up in our vale
Finding a new way to remain upright
For the victor of the code
It's a long road as rogatons are inexhaustible
In our acquiring of rosy households incriminated with this wickedness
As gone afar practicing the vanquished in Euripides
Don't try to make sense of it all
sensuous and indifferent for Holam for the angles still floating
For a peace of me where Apollo does exist and water purifies the luminous
In all stateliness....
1-6-20
Dredging the very depths of this Sahara
All for the Moksha in the waking apathy of what I might hear in Euripides
Elongated as denim blue flight and silence oftener than what I could hope
In this righteous practice in Euripides to put the blame on Apollo
For the friendly skies in honor of Electrica exhibits in what I find
In neomancy for variety in our country
Rose at every possible turn caring for Chytemnestar
Letting sleeping dogs lie
As we hang with suspicion
Levi got overground
All in quality time and sound.....
Gone Afar
1-6-20
All tied up in our vale
Finding a new way to remain upright
For the victor of the code
It's a long road as rogatons are inexhaustible
In our acquiring of rosy households incriminated with this wickedness
As gone afar practicing the vanquished in Euripides
Don't try to make sense of it all
sensuous and indifferent for Holam for the angles still floating
For a peace of me where Apollo does exist and water purifies the luminous
In all stateliness....
Saturday, April 11, 2020
tepid
In Water Tepid
1-9-20
Laying down for one more hour To pray all for the flower
With a ton of hay and another box set
Not gone astray and now that I've got some rest
What do I have to say of myself in Eupipedes
among fellow playwrights
Nodding in Moses Hadus where I take my chances
O, fearful star cave
I spend the day there
Cuts need time to heal
And that's a good one in Sila
Our sellout served with a surety
As one to construct his compass of ethics
Like recreating fire there the Maiad as she sang
As we progress....
Gone Afar
1-9-20
Rapid in the effervescence in elaborate choral strasisma for our summons
More straight and tenderless rage profound and momortary in combune and scenery
Not immediately relevant to ordinary experience in it stateliness
For Greek architecture and triads of lyric meter answering Aeschylub
Seemingly for Sophollos as the ancestor to new comedy
Making love on rainy nights as to encourage as was of Calvary
And allotted Nisogyny as real as real can be
Where the writing comes slow today line by line
Precept by precept
Meter and rhythm
Doing it in Dilgo in depths of Samaria.....
Stainless
1-9-20
Among the stainless
Proud and painless of Khyentse killing it
In the immovable car graddist della thala
As written in the sun for vernacular of grand ethical versified as to be justified
In the incidental composition social order on the flow and our border
In amazing Agamemmon in Menelaus maneuvering for Trojan women
Time to walk on to determine hooded up yet unintegrated in Odestos as a backway
In Apollo inexcusable....
1-9-20
Laying down for one more hour To pray all for the flower
With a ton of hay and another box set
Not gone astray and now that I've got some rest
What do I have to say of myself in Eupipedes
among fellow playwrights
Nodding in Moses Hadus where I take my chances
O, fearful star cave
I spend the day there
Cuts need time to heal
And that's a good one in Sila
Our sellout served with a surety
As one to construct his compass of ethics
Like recreating fire there the Maiad as she sang
As we progress....
Gone Afar
1-9-20
Rapid in the effervescence in elaborate choral strasisma for our summons
More straight and tenderless rage profound and momortary in combune and scenery
Not immediately relevant to ordinary experience in it stateliness
For Greek architecture and triads of lyric meter answering Aeschylub
Seemingly for Sophollos as the ancestor to new comedy
Making love on rainy nights as to encourage as was of Calvary
And allotted Nisogyny as real as real can be
Where the writing comes slow today line by line
Precept by precept
Meter and rhythm
Doing it in Dilgo in depths of Samaria.....
Stainless
1-9-20
Among the stainless
Proud and painless of Khyentse killing it
In the immovable car graddist della thala
As written in the sun for vernacular of grand ethical versified as to be justified
In the incidental composition social order on the flow and our border
In amazing Agamemmon in Menelaus maneuvering for Trojan women
Time to walk on to determine hooded up yet unintegrated in Odestos as a backway
In Apollo inexcusable....
Friday, April 10, 2020
quarter clean
East One Quarter Clean
1-9-20
All for our father's reappearing burned alive
In the heart of the world
One, two, three hours elapse
Four, five as to distinguish it far above such reflections
In a peculiar testifying in last chances and open Maros
Still able to relish it as to embellish it for the drugs text rogue
In my head call it Pizzoli alive not born O, make me clean of substance
With Laish for sayings of deodorant
Load and new lore
All for the robin and the twig
Where steam flows placidly in awesome mystery
As to verify and prove...
1-9-20
All for our father's reappearing burned alive
In the heart of the world
One, two, three hours elapse
Four, five as to distinguish it far above such reflections
In a peculiar testifying in last chances and open Maros
Still able to relish it as to embellish it for the drugs text rogue
In my head call it Pizzoli alive not born O, make me clean of substance
With Laish for sayings of deodorant
Load and new lore
All for the robin and the twig
Where steam flows placidly in awesome mystery
As to verify and prove...
Thursday, April 9, 2020
Eusebius
Eusebius
1-8-20
In authorative texts
Still the Latter Days are upon us
When you get to choose throughout the distinction
Running on empty
Today I'm looking at ghosts and empties
In earlier charity and established lines leaving on the midnight train
Once the battles are won seeing our serenade and gospel that follows
Dill's hand to swallow of our Basilides our papyrus to today
All for San Lucia in these whom hold right rectors
Quoting it specially time to head on out just to see what I've got
In hooks for another good trip tomorrow....
Serapion
1-9-20
God doesn't give us more than what we can handle
But He gives us just as much as we can take
So much as to be able to relish it
As to embellish it as love has seen its doctor
May overseeing the vain Pacific with a sign to wonder
More time on the East Coast
It would be right to resume again
And cease from nostalgic feasts
O, set me aright running water
Snow and ice
According to skies all with joys and friendship for hope
Faith and vanity
As the greatest gift is myrrh
In the San Lucia mountains of Big Sur
Call it a love journey given the right to an attorney.....
Under The Open Sea
1-9-20
In coal mines at New Castle
In blind desperation hard to tassel for beloved care rotunda
As to go for distinction one from another well out with it
My boy at noon so is you
Pulling out the maps and compasses at Antioch of Syria
Along with the gospel of Peter
Just one more fix as to take us to the open sea
Today in loving me a good day at His blood still upon that rugged cross
At home on the East Coast
One, two, three hours elapse
Four, five to go devoted to rocking underarms
And reflection of a hungry
Years ago...
1-8-20
In authorative texts
Still the Latter Days are upon us
When you get to choose throughout the distinction
Running on empty
Today I'm looking at ghosts and empties
In earlier charity and established lines leaving on the midnight train
Once the battles are won seeing our serenade and gospel that follows
Dill's hand to swallow of our Basilides our papyrus to today
All for San Lucia in these whom hold right rectors
Quoting it specially time to head on out just to see what I've got
In hooks for another good trip tomorrow....
Serapion
1-9-20
God doesn't give us more than what we can handle
But He gives us just as much as we can take
So much as to be able to relish it
As to embellish it as love has seen its doctor
May overseeing the vain Pacific with a sign to wonder
More time on the East Coast
It would be right to resume again
And cease from nostalgic feasts
O, set me aright running water
Snow and ice
According to skies all with joys and friendship for hope
Faith and vanity
As the greatest gift is myrrh
In the San Lucia mountains of Big Sur
Call it a love journey given the right to an attorney.....
Under The Open Sea
1-9-20
In coal mines at New Castle
In blind desperation hard to tassel for beloved care rotunda
As to go for distinction one from another well out with it
My boy at noon so is you
Pulling out the maps and compasses at Antioch of Syria
Along with the gospel of Peter
Just one more fix as to take us to the open sea
Today in loving me a good day at His blood still upon that rugged cross
At home on the East Coast
One, two, three hours elapse
Four, five to go devoted to rocking underarms
And reflection of a hungry
Years ago...
sleep again
Giving Sleep Another Chance
1-8-20
In two true seasons
Nature of all phenomena
Still burning down love
Into the warmer evidence of writers
By someone else in apocalypses
For our Apocrypha allergy alluded
For pseudo-Titus spiritual nourishment
I escape with my life to tell you about it
As it is penned to me in assurance of impermanence
Hymnal lover along the broadside
Bushes we try still bear plates of brass
And we all meet up in the end
Where Lizzie dreams her of blusters
Call it Sallasmin salesmen in middle March
I take my time today
And give sleep another chance....
Verne Verity
1-8-20
Better off upright now that I'm up
Darkness still is out of sight
Yea, it was a lark on lifetime's author's junction
Yea, give yourself away
As to answer a myriad of questions and one plethora of pardons
Through clear skies for I am the question better off upright
Among the noncanonical
All in psychic scholarship
On the bottom your particle where Jacob wrestles the angel
I am the question better off upright
All for leapfrogging transitions in mantles
It was a lark.....
Noncanonical
1-8-20
By forgeries fundamental
It was a lark
Better off upright as sometimes I fling it in Ces Mots
For words of joy and pain in noncanonical recklessly here staved
In warm leaden trips
Run out on the ice and let it suckle
Let it cry out for sustenence
In need of a throat specialist soon
Soon time to pound the pavement overlooking the vast Pacific
Although I teach myself it's always something else
I see yea the poet is the thief noncanonical eventually reformed
Here on the west coast
I ponder thoughts for questions smiling at high noon
How does Zen paint love....
1-8-20
In two true seasons
Nature of all phenomena
Still burning down love
Into the warmer evidence of writers
By someone else in apocalypses
For our Apocrypha allergy alluded
For pseudo-Titus spiritual nourishment
I escape with my life to tell you about it
As it is penned to me in assurance of impermanence
Hymnal lover along the broadside
Bushes we try still bear plates of brass
And we all meet up in the end
Where Lizzie dreams her of blusters
Call it Sallasmin salesmen in middle March
I take my time today
And give sleep another chance....
Verne Verity
1-8-20
Better off upright now that I'm up
Darkness still is out of sight
Yea, it was a lark on lifetime's author's junction
Yea, give yourself away
As to answer a myriad of questions and one plethora of pardons
Through clear skies for I am the question better off upright
Among the noncanonical
All in psychic scholarship
On the bottom your particle where Jacob wrestles the angel
I am the question better off upright
All for leapfrogging transitions in mantles
It was a lark.....
Noncanonical
1-8-20
By forgeries fundamental
It was a lark
Better off upright as sometimes I fling it in Ces Mots
For words of joy and pain in noncanonical recklessly here staved
In warm leaden trips
Run out on the ice and let it suckle
Let it cry out for sustenence
In need of a throat specialist soon
Soon time to pound the pavement overlooking the vast Pacific
Although I teach myself it's always something else
I see yea the poet is the thief noncanonical eventually reformed
Here on the west coast
I ponder thoughts for questions smiling at high noon
How does Zen paint love....
Tuesday, April 7, 2020
upright
Better Off Upright
1-8-20
All for the aesthetic and ones fundamentalist
And dark pages of possibilities in messages mundane
Better off upright in a time to choose
Finding it and loving it
Binding it and choosing it
As to be jerked and swallowed
Better off upright deep inside a cold fire
Looking for the purpose in my Tonglen
In all fathers we will be slammed siding into glancing darkness
Where the sky is not the limit and we seeks refuge
In thee to its turning
Back with sunup industrial for our original
On face to face
Why for all?
Poems Before Four
1-8-20
So this is what I've been waiting for
My clean palate and a fresh new start
As we cry before thee with no going back as to swaddle and jerk
As to waddle and work
As to plague them already a being
apart from all of their poems before four AM
All for a gift from the muses
This is the new stuff already evaporated
What more can I explain now that it's done
A part of me into the circle
Sobeit you love us happy!
In this renovation foreward in almond prunable
Of impertinence.....
1-8-20
All for the aesthetic and ones fundamentalist
And dark pages of possibilities in messages mundane
Better off upright in a time to choose
Finding it and loving it
Binding it and choosing it
As to be jerked and swallowed
Better off upright deep inside a cold fire
Looking for the purpose in my Tonglen
In all fathers we will be slammed siding into glancing darkness
Where the sky is not the limit and we seeks refuge
In thee to its turning
Back with sunup industrial for our original
On face to face
Why for all?
Poems Before Four
1-8-20
So this is what I've been waiting for
My clean palate and a fresh new start
As we cry before thee with no going back as to swaddle and jerk
As to waddle and work
As to plague them already a being
apart from all of their poems before four AM
All for a gift from the muses
This is the new stuff already evaporated
What more can I explain now that it's done
A part of me into the circle
Sobeit you love us happy!
In this renovation foreward in almond prunable
Of impertinence.....
back pages
We Study The Back Pages
1-8-20
Along this longest day for myrrh
Bringing it all back to me
For amnesty subtitled
No time to hide the evidence in the truth, the way and the life
Upright is the only way it could work
You must live it up in flimsy voices
Catching the pen hardened and green thumbed
I'll see that you get my next seventeen letters of this the longest day
Now that it's all counted we have better be sure of ourselves
For the perfection of interdependence
Where we have this that brings tears
Shea, the meaning of life as one sees himself over
Shining as to study the back panel.....
As Ideas Cloud Our Vision
1-8-20
As so it's in your heart
Yes and no we make a fresh start
One option ahead of us learning now how to ship and slide
All in forgiveness and discoveries of counting the now in love in the name of pride
In Psalmist Titus one option ahead of us over the bulletin six parcels
And seven perfections in endless possibilities to decode these messages
Ever-slinging in worlds impermenant all hidden separately
As to consider the panel knowing it melts as eleven for thy deputy
And its riches Occipital evidently copied from a classmate's paper
As chaste of the heath....
Another Round With My Kitchen Floor
1-8-20
Maddened just Jubal's events
One hour at a time
Joy, one option ahead of us
Watching Tennysen pass us by as to monopolize phenomena
Ever-shifting on another roll by dawn cressing surf and turf
In all vexation of the pain that follows pleasure as likened to a man
Walking in the sun
So much more of my time
And by love for its pride in its name objecting to the options
Oblivion omnipresent yea, you love us, Daddy
Soon to come clean and shave for a copy of the message
To root free at last....
1-8-20
Along this longest day for myrrh
Bringing it all back to me
For amnesty subtitled
No time to hide the evidence in the truth, the way and the life
Upright is the only way it could work
You must live it up in flimsy voices
Catching the pen hardened and green thumbed
I'll see that you get my next seventeen letters of this the longest day
Now that it's all counted we have better be sure of ourselves
For the perfection of interdependence
Where we have this that brings tears
Shea, the meaning of life as one sees himself over
Shining as to study the back panel.....
As Ideas Cloud Our Vision
1-8-20
As so it's in your heart
Yes and no we make a fresh start
One option ahead of us learning now how to ship and slide
All in forgiveness and discoveries of counting the now in love in the name of pride
In Psalmist Titus one option ahead of us over the bulletin six parcels
And seven perfections in endless possibilities to decode these messages
Ever-slinging in worlds impermenant all hidden separately
As to consider the panel knowing it melts as eleven for thy deputy
And its riches Occipital evidently copied from a classmate's paper
As chaste of the heath....
Another Round With My Kitchen Floor
1-8-20
Maddened just Jubal's events
One hour at a time
Joy, one option ahead of us
Watching Tennysen pass us by as to monopolize phenomena
Ever-shifting on another roll by dawn cressing surf and turf
In all vexation of the pain that follows pleasure as likened to a man
Walking in the sun
So much more of my time
And by love for its pride in its name objecting to the options
Oblivion omnipresent yea, you love us, Daddy
Soon to come clean and shave for a copy of the message
To root free at last....
Monday, April 6, 2020
expectation
Miracle Of Snow Based On Expectation
1-7-20
Where water waves
All things new in back on her good tide
Now that I've attained again my pride
Call it a late breakfast
As we look into each other's eyes
For another sweet beginning
Call it a fresh start for prayers and vigils
And another serving of beef
Get running back where we consider Mary
But we don't pray to her
Still as one to unlock the backdoor
Hoping to take so much better care of myself tonight
As the ripple of the night snow based on expectation.....
Love And Mortality
1-8-20
Still stocking dogfood
Burning both wicks of a candle on both ends
Time to move on with it in heaven's unearthly estate
Based on our own expectations
In belief about love and mortality in a brief reunion
Far enough away to call it an early distant warning
All for love playing jams and surrendering of our persuasive action
Of anxiety and struggle in the face of cafes liberally salivating over the day's first cup
And I know I'm not the only one awake at this hour
As to warrant an empty saying of such lifestyle to heed unto us.....
Off To A Good Start
1-8-20
It almost makes sense for eight pesos and fivepence
Both resulting in fear
Like in the face with this road between us
And safety struggling for the ignorance that no lover is an option
Feeling more helpful today in the dissemination of seed
Where I scatter and you gather
First view, a new person's rehab of early rising
It's insane but not in vain resisting it
Jubilation for a firstnote labyrinth from a ceiling
O, what a feeling all for the healing
Near to the noncanoical delighting in love
No such unholy hour today in names of what we will but be.....
To Hover Over Me
1-8-20
Limited to reach our backdoor for another fix
And I still make provisions and pick up sticks
Yet this is the time to be waiting for as I reach the backdoor
Open to responsibility yet liberated together the fourth of July
In the middle of New Years Day in no such disconent or dissatisfaction
And Emma gets in it as to in bloom as it goes all properly handled
The struggle as it open up your volume
And to let it go as some fade away
Where we cannot taste the spring without proper reason and jest in season
Under a silken sky behind bloodshot eyes.....
1-7-20
Where water waves
All things new in back on her good tide
Now that I've attained again my pride
Call it a late breakfast
As we look into each other's eyes
For another sweet beginning
Call it a fresh start for prayers and vigils
And another serving of beef
Get running back where we consider Mary
But we don't pray to her
Still as one to unlock the backdoor
Hoping to take so much better care of myself tonight
As the ripple of the night snow based on expectation.....
Love And Mortality
1-8-20
Still stocking dogfood
Burning both wicks of a candle on both ends
Time to move on with it in heaven's unearthly estate
Based on our own expectations
In belief about love and mortality in a brief reunion
Far enough away to call it an early distant warning
All for love playing jams and surrendering of our persuasive action
Of anxiety and struggle in the face of cafes liberally salivating over the day's first cup
And I know I'm not the only one awake at this hour
As to warrant an empty saying of such lifestyle to heed unto us.....
Off To A Good Start
1-8-20
It almost makes sense for eight pesos and fivepence
Both resulting in fear
Like in the face with this road between us
And safety struggling for the ignorance that no lover is an option
Feeling more helpful today in the dissemination of seed
Where I scatter and you gather
First view, a new person's rehab of early rising
It's insane but not in vain resisting it
Jubilation for a firstnote labyrinth from a ceiling
O, what a feeling all for the healing
Near to the noncanoical delighting in love
No such unholy hour today in names of what we will but be.....
To Hover Over Me
1-8-20
Limited to reach our backdoor for another fix
And I still make provisions and pick up sticks
Yet this is the time to be waiting for as I reach the backdoor
Open to responsibility yet liberated together the fourth of July
In the middle of New Years Day in no such disconent or dissatisfaction
And Emma gets in it as to in bloom as it goes all properly handled
The struggle as it open up your volume
And to let it go as some fade away
Where we cannot taste the spring without proper reason and jest in season
Under a silken sky behind bloodshot eyes.....
Sunday, April 5, 2020
hangover
skipping over to January of 2020
Hangover Of Haste
1-7-20
Getting on with life after a holiday hangover
Of haste for a better taste in what one calls the chaste
For a flashy music serenade on loose ground
All juice once again found
For sixty-six love letters to those with eyes to read
Moving onto myrrh so tenderly in peaceful dreams
I see a new vision
And no such indecision
For collaborations in the covenant
By way of unnamed streets
Where again I take my fill for clean sheets
O, keep climbing for omnipotence and its determination
For another free meal tomorrow....
Hangover Of Haste
1-7-20
Getting on with life after a holiday hangover
Of haste for a better taste in what one calls the chaste
For a flashy music serenade on loose ground
All juice once again found
For sixty-six love letters to those with eyes to read
Moving onto myrrh so tenderly in peaceful dreams
I see a new vision
And no such indecision
For collaborations in the covenant
By way of unnamed streets
Where again I take my fill for clean sheets
O, keep climbing for omnipotence and its determination
For another free meal tomorrow....
Saturday, April 4, 2020
get
Getting
12-24-19
Getting to the point where I must rise earlier earlier each day
As one to quell my dragonfly
And call it a good one
Where they stay over by the break
All in the acts of Thomas in certain missionaries
Yet rapid as to rest and heal
O, Opera Wales
Help, don't go near where time and distance
Are out of place as I step down
For a drink at the river
In our trout colored wind still blowing
Containing a newer pastime
Good job in being on time eased on all accounts
step up all for fish music....
Giving
12-24-19
Giving it all away in our battlement
Down the hall pot smoke smelling like skunk
I breathe it in to quell the funk
In the sweet juices of your mouth
Sending missionaries to Ephesus
Yea, they are and they do
On the account of your conversion
As to exonerate in Simon Magus
Still turning all those pages
Seeking sanction to be discreet
In youtube trolling
Playing Chinese checkers eating cookies
And cheating from rookies
Where he is to be reached
Why me
On Christmas eve.....
12-24-19
Getting to the point where I must rise earlier earlier each day
As one to quell my dragonfly
And call it a good one
Where they stay over by the break
All in the acts of Thomas in certain missionaries
Yet rapid as to rest and heal
O, Opera Wales
Help, don't go near where time and distance
Are out of place as I step down
For a drink at the river
In our trout colored wind still blowing
Containing a newer pastime
Good job in being on time eased on all accounts
step up all for fish music....
Giving
12-24-19
Giving it all away in our battlement
Down the hall pot smoke smelling like skunk
I breathe it in to quell the funk
In the sweet juices of your mouth
Sending missionaries to Ephesus
Yea, they are and they do
On the account of your conversion
As to exonerate in Simon Magus
Still turning all those pages
Seeking sanction to be discreet
In youtube trolling
Playing Chinese checkers eating cookies
And cheating from rookies
Where he is to be reached
Why me
On Christmas eve.....
dog
The Dog Smokes It Too
12-23-19
Too many dog ears
A no-no according to a distant brother
Still out of control
To scheme awhile as to pine for perpendicular
On lucky days and fleshly resurrection for a wherewithal
Tree set before me not to worship as to famine
As our children sit on our floor for our barbed wire fence
His dog smoked it just as well
And the idea gives me a laugh in advertisements
Between air shows
Call it a third continual moment
As skies shall fall
With photo-gospel piriorette
Gain earsong in this account with Clement
As well sent from Rome....
Didache Precaution
12-23-19
To James and its recreation
Calling me names by this declaration
Among female contents
Welcome to my sanctuary
I mean not impose of our pagan gods
And a feel good message for pea pods
And marvelous escapes for the acts of Thecla
With a tender fried still out of control
About what I leave behind
I'm not here but indeed I am now
Where I saw a hawk among doves
Staying overnight by our Creek
Yet meek in that we still seek
For our awareness and a fish head opera
For the sawmill abandoned....
12-23-19
Too many dog ears
A no-no according to a distant brother
Still out of control
To scheme awhile as to pine for perpendicular
On lucky days and fleshly resurrection for a wherewithal
Tree set before me not to worship as to famine
As our children sit on our floor for our barbed wire fence
His dog smoked it just as well
And the idea gives me a laugh in advertisements
Between air shows
Call it a third continual moment
As skies shall fall
With photo-gospel piriorette
Gain earsong in this account with Clement
As well sent from Rome....
Didache Precaution
12-23-19
To James and its recreation
Calling me names by this declaration
Among female contents
Welcome to my sanctuary
I mean not impose of our pagan gods
And a feel good message for pea pods
And marvelous escapes for the acts of Thecla
With a tender fried still out of control
About what I leave behind
I'm not here but indeed I am now
Where I saw a hawk among doves
Staying overnight by our Creek
Yet meek in that we still seek
For our awareness and a fish head opera
For the sawmill abandoned....
Friday, April 3, 2020
jewelry
Holding Up Baltimore Jewelry Stores
12-23-19
Forty-six years seven months today
Walking her back home come Friday
I am here on my own
Choosing thoughtful at twilight time shadow
Ever splendor back down at Crown Jewelry Store
In the afterglow of day
Thoughtful and scintillating
Come home for the coffee
Others come for the conversation
As to dedicate this book to my favorite bookworm
In Beckwith
She is on my path for a purpose
Among Elaine angels tis the season to weed smell
In the hallway on hot ravishing century
Our last hurrah
For the preface of cobblestone.....
12-23-19
Forty-six years seven months today
Walking her back home come Friday
I am here on my own
Choosing thoughtful at twilight time shadow
Ever splendor back down at Crown Jewelry Store
In the afterglow of day
Thoughtful and scintillating
Come home for the coffee
Others come for the conversation
As to dedicate this book to my favorite bookworm
In Beckwith
She is on my path for a purpose
Among Elaine angels tis the season to weed smell
In the hallway on hot ravishing century
Our last hurrah
For the preface of cobblestone.....
Thursday, April 2, 2020
At Duke
At Duke
12-23-19
Late enough to hit the posts
But always too soon to move on
Everywhere I go in Marcia
For maps of new places
Digging my astral plane wonder
In Stephane Cobb
Another temple to rob
By Elizabeth Clark at Duke
Where the cotton is high
Yea, I started it all up again
Determined new ages to come
Nonchronicler Photo-Orthodox
In questions of Tolerance
In recycling our medievalist....
Anti-Gnostic Dialogue
12-23-19
Post currently inactive
As to activate covered wagons
O, golden wilderness setting our time table
To take today's first test in all industries
Setting up new curtains
Honor and tragedy
Novels yet to accumulate
Ascending to the gospel of Nicodimas fragmentary
And ones final appeal for these crosses we bear
In the second early century our first words
She works for me
O, wheel
O, well here and now
Of my own choosing
Smoking all of your opium
Yea, she is beautiful just the way that she is
Among ravens and hawks....
12-23-19
Late enough to hit the posts
But always too soon to move on
Everywhere I go in Marcia
For maps of new places
Digging my astral plane wonder
In Stephane Cobb
Another temple to rob
By Elizabeth Clark at Duke
Where the cotton is high
Yea, I started it all up again
Determined new ages to come
Nonchronicler Photo-Orthodox
In questions of Tolerance
In recycling our medievalist....
Anti-Gnostic Dialogue
12-23-19
Post currently inactive
As to activate covered wagons
O, golden wilderness setting our time table
To take today's first test in all industries
Setting up new curtains
Honor and tragedy
Novels yet to accumulate
Ascending to the gospel of Nicodimas fragmentary
And ones final appeal for these crosses we bear
In the second early century our first words
She works for me
O, wheel
O, well here and now
Of my own choosing
Smoking all of your opium
Yea, she is beautiful just the way that she is
Among ravens and hawks....
pumpkin pie
Pumpkin Pie Tides
12-23-19
Piercing star spangled
As no work of God fails
As to be done for you, son
Be happy for what you get
Always an aspen
Down on the main street
Where she just can't let go
And I stand again
Always a spruce
For Bono and Bruce
All in adrenelin fathers and brothers
All in estrogen mothers
I've got sweet dreams
Occipital obsessions opportune
Rolling up on our breeches
For the press of our congos
Thank you for reaching out
To cover me all for Christmas
Along the Dead Sea
In Coptic gospels of Saint Thomas
And writings noncanonical
For Carl Coscent
O, my Read......
My Own Map Shower
12-23-19
Unless otherwise critiqued in Dianne Wudel and Robert Miller
Another coffee spiller at Oxford university optic humble pie
Let's take a vow even when we cannot along the way
Born saucer scripture remaing in reverberating
O, enable me O, impenatrable you
As otherwise indicated
O, golden wilderness as bees travel to scatter the nectar
By our sweet emmanance insipid
Come out and say it for Marcia for a privelege to read
Lost Scriptures loving all the way
In charms to examine for holidays at Oxford.....
12-23-19
Piercing star spangled
As no work of God fails
As to be done for you, son
Be happy for what you get
Always an aspen
Down on the main street
Where she just can't let go
And I stand again
Always a spruce
For Bono and Bruce
All in adrenelin fathers and brothers
All in estrogen mothers
I've got sweet dreams
Occipital obsessions opportune
Rolling up on our breeches
For the press of our congos
Thank you for reaching out
To cover me all for Christmas
Along the Dead Sea
In Coptic gospels of Saint Thomas
And writings noncanonical
For Carl Coscent
O, my Read......
My Own Map Shower
12-23-19
Unless otherwise critiqued in Dianne Wudel and Robert Miller
Another coffee spiller at Oxford university optic humble pie
Let's take a vow even when we cannot along the way
Born saucer scripture remaing in reverberating
O, enable me O, impenatrable you
As otherwise indicated
O, golden wilderness as bees travel to scatter the nectar
By our sweet emmanance insipid
Come out and say it for Marcia for a privelege to read
Lost Scriptures loving all the way
In charms to examine for holidays at Oxford.....
Wednesday, April 1, 2020
Ebionites
Ebionites
12-23-19
In discoveries and forgeries among Ebionites
And harmonica to get the dogs acting up
For our early gnosticism
In the know of Morton Smith
Still taking down names
We love you in the acts of Paul and Thecla
Still recouping all losses and gains
Call it growing pains for Apocrapha discussed
In dates and contents like David was taller than I
In California institutions of the real me
As the plagues are dead about in your van
O, sweet boy learning to enjoy
And not so as much destroy
On Highway 101
Always a marble spoon
To a bowl of soup.....
12-23-19
In discoveries and forgeries among Ebionites
And harmonica to get the dogs acting up
For our early gnosticism
In the know of Morton Smith
Still taking down names
We love you in the acts of Paul and Thecla
Still recouping all losses and gains
Call it growing pains for Apocrapha discussed
In dates and contents like David was taller than I
In California institutions of the real me
As the plagues are dead about in your van
O, sweet boy learning to enjoy
And not so as much destroy
On Highway 101
Always a marble spoon
To a bowl of soup.....
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