Wednesday, December 23, 2020

alarming

 Alarm Cataract 

5-28-20


In modernization for victory and libations 

Thinking sand on a how-all 

For a three days journey 

Back to from where it came 

Fair loving for the ordeal 

To go over well 

God, make me a blessing 

In the face of two 

To analyze once more 

Can you as to in our country cataract of Creek 

I dearly pray out of one bold fruit on its tab  and ad libs 

In fame and straight course 

In decoration of scenery in the whales of the room of beauty 

O, tell me that my inn weary off in time in Stoics' stupor....




First Membered Cessation (Sub-Throne)

5-28-20


Back to the days of characters 

Dear follower 

He was broken of wings 

And as glad hearts yearning 

To hear my blue 

Lay low my own language 

Where I am in some arm to arm 

Blessed call it my point makers 

With the dawn out in the mew light alone clearing 

For new commentaries dying to get back to life as I know it 

To yellow fields with twisted oars 

Wanting not it all for the oven well 

O Jimmy Row 

Do you know that on you 

I know from the rave 

For our nemesis and God knows his love won't fail....




Squirrel Man Squad 

5-28-20


In veteran's mystery of military melancholy meandering 

Wanting to stay with it today 

Look up and seek your Maker 

Never to crank it along this trumpet next coveted 

From Bob Dylan's new double album come June

Getting my Spiritual guitar in tune as I keep revolving it 

For sparrows upon the wall 

You doth to marvel over insignificant details 

Yes, I am blessing and I am love 

And I in both the hawk and dove 

All well in megalithic clouds 

God help us to explain each other 

And study to shew yourself approved..... 

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