Thursday, October 29, 2020

Dogged

 Dogged (Surrender)

5-23-20


schooner in bowl 

All for earnest and ears 

and all of the other nudges 

I shall be back home from war 

Upon sure and she tis nine as mine 

For our parable designated following run  

Ascending on Sunday with bridegrooms to learn 

His newtons and cherry on Emily for Duds our ceremonies 

As does skies when I'm on my own 

Still bison's force softly and then I come home soon to try out the new bath soap 

With warmth to cope as runners fix for its municipal Savior 

I have no one else to take it like it is dogged seminar...






yield

 Yield To Such (Keep In Touch)

5-23-20

Ivory sparkle 

No one should live this way 

On ones binoculars 

Hooking up emeralds and five more shipbuilders in Uptown 

Yea, run my message 

If He's down the road 

Learning about the sun for small of molten blue 

And all cline cuddly 

For you shelter safe all alone 

Out on the terrace as authorities reverence third banks 

The meaning out of millionaires 

As Christ glimmers as to be in my head 

Of fun for tamarind nest 

Bus in the ways and shake to be frank

There yea, colour her bad and he was....





Lost In Palms 

5-23-20


For fermenting in the transfigured 

Given another challenge 

As seen in facing up to it 

Come behind clean for testaments 

And the tippler 

Nice setup you have there 

Enough to keep you going for years 

As to deity her mount and peck 

And it's God bless my old Baptist friends 

And planted around to war them inebriated 

Of dim lost here with only things to do 

Sip tis westerlies picking on Emily 

Abiding in Hairballs hearken 

I love her a hug anyway 

Of visits in tangerine gurus 

To colour her bad and good 

No more to be sold in Balaam....

Tuesday, October 27, 2020

tippler

 Tippler Leafy Awaits The Sun

5-23-20


All for a revival Saturday afternoon 

A dat just for the deal and devils 

And stereotype stockings all in salty lips unclean 

To them would her next of peace and save a seat for Cary ornamentation 

And evolutionary drinking what's done is done 

Be on your way missionary and chain up the think tide 

For cavity and today pains 

When it is up in my policy of tyranny prisms 

To go away with she Dylan 

On my binoculars enough in the real me 

Howl for a week or two 

Happy in the rest so loved....





Isaiah

 On Isaiah 8:1

5-22-20


 As to coincide and confess 

And sail away again on crass televisions 

O, what of it could it be 

Doesn't do any good to think deeper as knight Russians tarry 

Pump and blink by my reigndeer of mind alive 

Of scarlet brother of what this could inspire 

Count me among them in early Pagan sediments in a modern world 

No going back to what they call normal 

O, man of sorrows please be happy  for us 

Returning again with the loomings in a warm summer breeze 

It bought you pleasure so go ahead and confess 

Moreover.....




Tankards Sleep 

5-22-20

Happy birthday, me, myself and I 

Call it a trying on a triple heated beast 

By Milton a feast to just redeem the strife 

Stay and nurture to count our mentors 

And love will see us through 

Saying not, "a conspiracy"

Love can from far courses looking forward to seeing you  on Sunday 

By aperture and Apennine 

As flowers around our winner's hum 

Try to post something until they arrive 

Counting my nectars in waves upon the alive mime 

All mine on tip of Jessamines 

By our means post something 

From February of 2020....

Tuesday, October 20, 2020

maher-shalai

Maher-Shalai (In Extracts)

5-22-20

All I need to do is wait 

And maintain confidence as the ball resounds 

I am the most fortunate man on the planet 

As these things are deciduously woven willing completely 

Of our mutineers of Hussey satires 

A project that blows my mind just to look upon it 

As to ache and its boars and one more archive 

To get the party of three started 

As to form the obelisk of your serenade 

In alert escape to tell you in a place in the book 

Where Isaiah takes a turn into the poetic 

All to need do is wait 

God have me be a blessing....





"Stern All!"

5-22-20


Come o'er and pick from my cherry tree

For the king of the boundless seat 

Rose hop new for Temna Del Frego and distended jaws 

"Stern all for your lives in ribs and thrush 

O, is there a pesita way to extremes 

That oil thy to keep more forests 

And to make more promises 

Killing it all for well being for a sin 

I might look for the door well worth waiting for 

Be so heavy lad and be thankful for what you get 

I think I'll have one more 

Stern All!





Midstorm 

5-22-20


Sack like a while fame 

I have much oil to spare 

Wearing old clothes 

Why compare 

I am me and stop there 

As I beguile half countries 

Retaking our whale ship in bondage 

To flow as far as to know you 

Yes, I believe it all in waves of gold 

And the ban's up 

Love you Mother as well 

To love our friend 

To commit the evening 

Thine as summer comes slow this year 

With no cut in-betweens 

Breaker from decades on ages of third nature 

In Darwin dilemnas heaven bound 

I have wash but O, will love?

I'll have another 

In midstorm all in our gale....




Sunday, October 18, 2020

seal

 Sealing Seas Systematic 

5-22-20

Take another swill 

These told of systematic seas fallen on hard times 

Twice a week fair enough in journals of Tyezand and Bearny 

Where many of us created our own faces 

As one to live and tell about it 

And A furious monster at length all for marrow in bones 

Of pure strength let a little lying openness of India where the ball rebounds 

In thorns to deride getting my drink on 

Call it a soft beverage telling me what you really want to do 

Of things reciprocal and stems in the mystic...




Waters Knows As Does Gilmour 

5-22-20

All for me and for all 

I am blessed to be a blessing 

In the whale in its captors under Comstock 

Of the appreciation for ourselves to lift someone else up  

Of slow imminence by the depart of daisies 

Narrowing each and every year in dark voyages of English jaunts 

And there is a place where time is more than ones treasure 

When it comes to the structure and design of the clock just as it is 

O, wall of all hands that meet twice a day 

A project just to look upon already driving me mad 

From something else unpunished 

Let's talk it over....






pretense

 Mamiferous Pretense

5-22-20

Mad with ambiguity raw in my right elbow 

I slept upon it wrong again and I write this song again 

Along the down six were English miles engraven 

For these fresh Atlantic 

Round the Round Sea waiting for their peopling it 

Would never be to smite as I'm looking to go down there 

As whips dressed upon my own back 

Mad with agonies of another big mac attack 

At midday something much better with my family 

In scorings on a list will observing sitting on gold for our getaway 

In getting back in the vast Atlantic so it is....





Laying Open The Waves

5-22-20

As to rejoice in Rezin by radical reverberating 

In Zechariah rocking out to Clapton 

As to be chastised in a love we won't conceived 

Covering the contrary in our cradle ship globe narrative 

Of another breakwater in Ruth and English clown to the same  willing 

And two more remote to yet arrive as I no longer regret the mountain 

In resisting a matter as if it were by Poem of which am I 

To the good Lord in startling it live at a duty of three has it 

Renown to include Jesus in consolation to covet the pub soon...





Friday, October 16, 2020

ninety degrees

Ninety Degrees North 

5-22-20

Come back burning and you will see a change in me 

As wanderers sit in the chords one night in scenery solemnities 

In closets of chronicles and James Smith hind rising free 

Like a unit that belongs to quantity withdrawn  as it is the little things in life 

That make my day come noon soon June 

To a god in with us speak the word and it still stands 

At nine on the nose till twelve as ones toes wind dipping thee on Essex 

Not to vex Le Paean to sing and take wing 

Ninety degrees north....




Picking On Melville (As To Resound)

5-22-20

Owing Oden back for the trillions 

Owning Ovid's material all for its mystery in green pasture 

Where we finally begin soon dissatisfied as to ask for quail 

Lo Paean lo sing and Lo take wing 

In a place pious where ere not ought make haste 

To fill in the page approval prosy and right and wrong was about it all in oaken 

Smith in shocks one night like a sleepover 

And all of my freedoms inside us reading ones enormous head

She will love you just the care as we have been stale in the making of madness.....




Oaks Without The Smokes

5-22-20


View self absorbed  act 

Still I love them more O cringe me

Love in our channeling oar of sliding upon camp blades of grass 

To give the backyard one more try 

Now that the rain has let up 

O, can we live in this house together 

As God dwells not in houses built by man 

As to be flower bearer in the sea 

Caring for Elizabeth's oaks about four months without the smokes 

Run the wind pining tree in narratives of the shipwreck 

Prove my tea on oak want 

Attitude in spiral homes and hooked flags 

As to fit into them by the scene.....






gallons

Fifteen Gallons of Blood

5-22-20

Today it's do or die to endless unworldly joy

Now brought about it for fourteen gallons of blood 

Borrowing it around the vault of heaven knowing hours seven and henceforth up

Sprouting for the Queen's visit to honor as far as I can see

A little bit bitter but wiser as one to just enjoy the view 

On the account of our dissections in sweet simple moments 

Going up spouted thrown ashore pretending that for pirates albeit 

Those drinking pop instead of the Edmund Buzzi somewhere and aitchbone 

Morning boulevards of blues...



 

motivations

 Nantuckois Motivations 

5-22-20

Soon time to get gone 

And have my blood drawn 

As bright shine the roof's names with springs 

All the entertainment of hoofs ice cream cones 

Sitting around fires in a realm of oak and elm 

Where all I need to do is wait for souveneirs lozange 

And in two account of our dissection 

Of banner steel where reasons run sole driver bright shorn to roofs 

For Redmond unending in going 

I be a good one for seldom getting to drink 

As love is not in things we lack for goldsmiths to Johnson solemn venue.....



Thursday, October 15, 2020

Bos Von

 Bos Von Trail 

5-22-20

With immense velocity 

I find it afresh by queen's visit as labeled 

To cloud us wisely 

Jay, come day after awhile with godly sorrow 

And trounce on the mind 

I, Uno Von Troll's letters of Banyan steel 

Doves and spires all for valleys to be unwarranted 

On the righteous of ones own dissection 

Fall for the right of a royal fish to swallow me 

In Colader's voyage into Iconium 

As to dare not say "O poor me

Toss me up spouted in gown hurdle's account 

Of ones own dissection....





Ulloa 

5-22-20

No such raincoat 

To mortify ones whole finery 

As to me left exaltation and penniless for Cowper 

On the queen's visit 

All for time's vow Troll and plunder 

Strange of two In Ron grass greener 

In the consecration as to come throbbing in shaft as ridges 

Counting off with Bob Dylan albums and Dank Sir for one's own dissection 

As to be hammered throughout by the harlot of a struggle diminish form

Four months without the smoke founded in our Nantuckois for fifteen  gallons of blood 

Under the will oft understanding..




Nantuchrois Notorious 

5-22-20

Soon time to get gone and have my blood drawn 

As bright spire the roofs and bones with spires 

All the entertainment of Loof's ice Roman cones 

Sitting around fires in a realm of oak and elm 

Where all I need to be is wait for tomorrow's lozenge 

and of two accounts of our dissection of barred steel reviews 

Run sore driven bright shorn 

Wednesday, October 14, 2020

bank

 Bank Of Day (In Morning Stories)

5-22-20

Tenacity to my new day of as birthdays 

Celebrations she did colour like music we did malice 

In its mouth decree to socks in heaven given another message to decode 

Beginning the centuries that bring me comfort 

And safe neither which hanging is pain surprising 

O, why celebrate in the clammour of Pitferrer 

Bound for cheer 

Like in freshness and in swiftness 

In our letter from the memorial of fife and in Kirnoss 

As was itself I string another last century by name 

Of cold and rank of Apostle Paul....




Cowper Cares Too (For Lord Come Conduit Comfort)

5-22-20


Two in the morning mash torn down seven 

With the ground to frolic of leaven 

Now will compare soon confirming June and full moon 

Oran now sent to haunt the peripheral blood 

Living the snooze better to promote chance of Pitferrer 

Hocus Focus bark up bold at it as quarter till seven 

As handmaids of twenty welcoming of lost and found accounts 

Of our own dissection for twenty gallons of blood 

A few shekels more on today Hunter's anointing from her behind 

Blood for the ink really must we think in Piedmont....




bleak

 Bleak Religion 

5-21-20

Nectar will be love ecstasy 

Rebuilding ceremonies of the way and the bright one 

On our path 

God known I should be thankful 

And I choose to be Big Sun 

In that I love you this much 

For right reasoning and dumb for denouncing of accordance 

O, what tells it would be as fun for our wonders thirty down investment 

As resigned it to them about heavy twofold many dark of convict's storm ages

God have mercy!

Dark with decrease not a creature 

That then almost broke another tooth 

Twill compendsate 

The money will come in 

Good for waves of gold 

Back by daylight 

Bleak religion bright.....





Never Mind 

5-22-20

Beginning with centimeters 

To finish that other state 

Safer so better safe than loving son of scarlet patterns 

and puns in thousands in limn safer so wait and sleep here for awhile 

And no will commune for woo sunken as witnesses about strange teas 

Of decrees to accelerate 

It's almost June and I still want to wear my morning hat 

In that it's light yet shines in West wizards corn maze as in Czar today 

As I take the tour of the Royal syllable of some unique as to wonder away more 

I would say at night descent rank and drink 

Never mind....