Masada

 Masada 

6-3-20

Of ceremony rule 

Never to have it to go back to school 

For this internal difference in Spirit of light on high 

Caring monetary to ever Reveille 

Hooking it real all for spirits hung in the back 

O, what of my writing in you to be distributed  impoverished 

And in Quarters chicken resort 

All to burden Reveille 

O, what of my rule enough for you 

For all of us 

Wine at the left of carnival tours 

Where we can see no such scud 

O, what of my ruin 

God suck up the vial and blow this pen to flow 

Nursing as Masada....

Archer

Archer Analysis 

6-2-20

Back to business with the upkeep 

How can you call it such in cutting corners 

Helping us to forget about the passing of time 

With all heaviness no oceans left for shaving like me 

Blue shining just a little while 

As we line up in single file fainter by degree 

As to correcting of coins of the Maribou's war  

In the good we are meant to keep as well in Akasid 

Archer make it brighter for the restoring of lyrics Roman and Greek 

Where swallows canter 

Search it for Simon and Schuster as if it was the real thing...

Reveille 

6-2-20

Magnet for a new moth 

And illuminating for a new leased not to sing from here and now 

As to sleep upon the Spirit from Raleigh 

In the flight flurry colored forester down ponds to ask a canary and feed those robins 

For our master ribbon and another good dream for old wilderness reproved in full 

Canary Simon and Schuster 

Hiding behind the cause and its effect 

As to check and contain that but for love on us yet to board the bus 

For a skein flurry colored nevermore  in eternity 

As we put up the lute 

Of late spring evenings....nbnn

Taking Down My Adds 

6-2-20 

As we used to chant

As to be famed wist not to ham keeping me from believing 

To put up my lute and stave down my banjo among us 

In drumbeats as extinguished in the arming lamp 

And new wave served enough 

All in pools of holy writing 

Single to soul err 

I come to chase an importune for many to see

For some called indeed billboards for our light horse 

Charm and jealous Zephas 

Good night at five in the afternoon 

And I for glee as extinguished 

For sweet and sour chicken....

Grace

 Grace Upon Hat

6-2-20

As the Lord's word comes back to you 

It will be mating for the inspiration 

O, right to but moon this afternoon 

In thee in rebirth and in rhymes and difficult times 

Don't forget to pack out next Friday 

In vespers over the fence 

Where tomatoes know from Zeus 

To hear another good read 

Giving back to giants for the inspiration 

As we carry Him in our hearts 

Looking toward rolling today 

Surpassing the seed of the afternoon 

Yea, tiny is it for oar upon 

To pour together life for its reprise....

Ready For Bowling

6-2-20

 In rainbows was our skier 

In Einstein power over the vine 

In this aliment delight in the right lad on all sizes 

For myrtle crannies as to awash the bird in less utterance 

Cage tearing the waist in its mastic 

Back in our Christ Louis post dispatch 

Just on these far there festivities delight in our free first

As men out of sight for grace upon the hat abject from mysticism 

for our love tried and true 

At the matter of our Troy in Freeman 

Giving all we have to Orpheus.....

  

adding color

 Adding Color To Another Psychadellic Tiger

6-2-20

Is it our redemption 

To pay the price 

Where all is paid in full 

O, man let me say I give the order 

To sweep my floor again 

O, Solstice burn all to get it together 

In this forbearance in you whom are kind 

That the stain of singing animals lazy wilt vile men 

Till tonight will hang our thesis 

Hang him as to sip inebriated 

On sinners of grace to disclosure its true nature 

Where blueberries are wise 

When you can afford them 

In matins of sister 

We carry him to let all pebbles 

Initiate in your world.....

Give Balm To Himmaleh 

6-2-20

As we arrive for unprofitable standards 

Thoughts discipline wheels when we quell the flames 

As to wilt a line met carrying it armed 

For that was all but today 

Give back to giants along to the music 

To my favorite folk artists for vespers wanted and yellower climes 

As which to count my apron 

Visually it commonly sharpened 

Just to go back in there reincarnating for joy 

Be in their ways where we care become unpredictable 

For this propitiation preciously single 

Adam to beware as Mahram and things carry him on home.....

balm

 Give Balm

6-2-20

Rearranging dynamics in its protection 

To hallow the rule and a bird for the old school 

With my redbreast twilight in thee for many long trips 

Be of love amiss anew our magistrates and unpunished 

Insteps of foot swift to shed blood under our judicial solstice 

On our barstool and the decadent folk artists 

And verbal sweetener take masks of signor over the fence 

With greener grasses and I tip drunken 

O, give back to the giants 

Letting no pebble thus to touch it 

Just in time to stay awhile....

We Establish The Law

6-2-20

Next two months 

A reason for sibilating 

Taking it down for a bath 

Still revolving into the sunrise for a great escape 

As I take my place in summertime blues 

Of me's and you's of hatchet blunt and bloody 

Pain is only power according to it 

O, set no pebble to smile 

And break up my foot where it ought only take ten minutes 

To get the job done 

All for a quart forty-five 

To give Hinmalech 

In a bottle of mysteries 

Sinner to thresh a sublime for up toed foot swift 

I show blood for the summary of justification....

Zigzag

 Zigzag Design 

6-2-20

In our zigzag design 

Zeal of zest 

All now baffled and noble books 

Having a redemption with death 

O, all life for another Seth 

All in transitions light brigade antifreeze 

On a dangerous journey with my lexicon 

All two end aethyst remembering blood of his bloom 

As to wake the chief avowing not the squirrels in vespers with my redbreast 

All in phobias where we bind into the Savior 

In Phillips broods 

In ranked and noble deeds  

In our zigzag zeal and zest 

And moonlight each and all

Wearing stamina today.....

On Romans 3:1-4

6-2-20

In acclimation with the mindless of our homity 

On veiled rights and captions when I take it as praise 

In summertime coming soon 

For our matrix and Stoner at the seed of niggardly achievements 

Novice throwing triangular 

O, to want it without it administrated 

so is the Jew soon to the academic 

Another milestone for the life of me in yellower climes 

As it starts my apron 

To sleep with one dream 

In life's in between 

For my aches and vespers 

Yea, we keep singing 

As to make boast of the hen 

And pop toast 

With no such flaw from utensils 

To drown madness....

savior

 Savior, Wake Me

6-2-20

Peaceably carrying in Roy cook 

All for another longhand written book 

Ten pens was all it took in time and space desires 

Under God's grace leaving me starving 

About the size of the dead day for this gibberish 

Pay in cash and for calmness due to latrines 

Women in too dry of which I call on 

Low laundry in one man 

Yet for a C minus for every latitude 

In ones own as to jest 

To wind down at five 

Of typhoons all in eminence 

In mirror images ordering all God speed 

Counting such as substitutes 

To swing around and fail 

I cry out 

Savior, wake me....

Please God , Wake Me

6-2-20

Savior, wake me 

In the portals of all I need

Where i want more fresh air 

Give me one extra season 

As to not retrieve 

I'm roaring as to declare of it 

Lesser of surgery enter with fine might to nest 

Gentle and bright 

Next to create Pagan moralizers 

Here normal in novitiates immune

Where we are inexuseable 

As to wickedness and visitors pleasant 

Please God wake me 

In Grandson and in Tennyson 

As to be reaching inward for well homes 

As winds are black 

For us to know one dichotomy 

In real neighborhoods 

Bye and bye a change....

Our Captain (Cares For Us)

6-2-20

Bye and bye 

A chaste herald 

As a sign as fiction so strange 

In rapt neighborhoods of kinfolk 

Just finding out twill keep this to sleep 

Never to but plash my idols 

Ready in our cam and she can wind and rove 

For a stone on my middle finger 

Pour it on a one way street to chase a rainbow 

All the life I know one another for the bye and bye 

To recharge with heavier press 

This keep I warn its shining yards blossomed 

As utterly in Bingo's far mainstream 

Twill keep of this fate 

To take love to work 

On such a day of acres in vitamins 

My captain.....

minutes

 Burning Minutes 

6-1-20

All in Tan Brant Sound

Over a white letup 

If this makes sense at all

As she tells me to take it easy 

In backdoors blue and breezy 

Casting out devils view not forward 

On higher levels diametrically swallowing 

O, fervid Him not like a kid in the making 

Logging laundry in holidays to keep another wakeup call 

Soon time to look up and cheer up 

Earth other on our plan thou art ala carte 

Into my borrowings as to choose to hasten 

Dragnet minutes 

if I do much less of it 

And wait for her like a care 

Where I indeed insist 

On what I say tomorrow 

To beg, steal and borrow..

B Plus!

6-1-20

Alive to the leaven of the Pharisees 

Guilty of something more 

And if back to business 

Bring it fast on mangoes and blueberries 

Where God's grace as she says "Nice place"

I had to be poetic in letters under cassettes and fetters 

Where it takes a measure of faith  that goes a long way 

Fooling no more of such resentment over the extra tipping 

I take to get it together in withal inquiries 

As my style as to fathom where this here is my passion 

Under the ordinances of you and I 

Blue the turkey flesh within a head full of crazy ideas....

sibilating

Sibilating Weaver

6-1-20

By gone shame in the lore of her agony 

Liking you the best back in degrees of Budapest 

Our fish as vices as my super jet it bleeds 

Flickering and stampeding known in all that we be the blessing 

Going around autumnal ever freed by yet warmth with hovering clouds 

God have me not to dread the pen 

As I position our polygon dedicating in sackcloth 

In this, O man God made me as such 

By the number trying you ever be alarming in wine 

On a chilly note 

Christen me O, Chole 

Tossing cleft changes 

I dare not enter in the hope of agony....

Architype (God Save Me)

6-1-20

Kicking wearied shrink skinned smiling 

Whither I turn and as far as it tries far on the corner of George and Princess 

All for whitefish and to get in onto our knowledge 

Wake the serpent as the nickel lives for our transfiguration 

For the time and your junction 

Woe is me far fiery function 

O, I delve 

O, hold my umbrella 

To soon hand down our cypress works

O, praise you in all things 

And stir it up much canopy in war chips 

God wake me on far horizons for my unbelief 

As to maintain our archetypes and blessed are those perished 

In the rain between us....

Up, Up And Away

6-1-20

Taking love where we find it 

Looking for ones invigorating ways about choosing the situation 

For the transfiguration in anchorages unwilling home in words 

As so arrives joy on our own Mass Street agenda 

As to know His will and get on with it 

Alongside archangels in that we could 

You and I up and at it again 

Up. up and away 

Coming on out to join the living 

On Jesus Lane in milady 

Indeed your support forms 

As to servant is the greatest title 

As to clean your own unspeakable words 

In dew and in passing 

Even if it's not happening today.....

inquire

 For Inquiring Minds

5-31-20

O, can thought be written out like lungs healing 

Yet still in doubt and a little bit of old fashioned karma 

Of Kama of stem from the light to our west

Wanting to turn the set like a needle in steadfastness 

even finer as yet in the care of ones agony 

As it is written 

Terrible about all proprieties 

Of how it might happen again 

Raging to enter licking it clean 

As ones must remain to inquire of Barnabas 

O, sweet jungle blown breezes on fair floats 

Having you over to log the hours 

Time to rest it for inquiring minds....

Breastplate

Breastplates (Trying Them On)

5-31-20

Peaking inside as one fearing to take pride 

For food at the Crews 

Loving it over you and I fly high 

All in the code of her

ay in flying curds 

Like a needle steadfast 

And the news that he is freed from the can 

To the lode of all anguish 

Choose between Pepsi. coffee, tea or me 

From the ravening nothing changing sites 

Yea, that was your surety 

Answering the half  the year already passed 

And still I must wait for something sweeter 

Still among the greater 

To live in the shell and on the moon 

And breastplates hanging them....

 

Quadruple

 Consciousness Quadruple (Cleaning House)

5-31-20

For tied walls caliber 

As my heart joys of your start 

Like a cat's distorted iris checked across the globe 

Glimmering such under Gentile Pagan moralizer 

To follow and to be happy 

O, do we chasten the maiden caller 

All that we know as quadruple consciousness plays its part 

In recuperating the taste with  a half of a kettle 

I try men for as goes in the lunch 

Our flights above  and below 

Yet to reactivate my task for the good stuff 

As I stamp on this hill up 

And whitening cave of the city limits....

What Else Can I Do For You, Jesus 

1-31-20

In you the rolling lover 

You ought to cheer your love and wield it

Like a weapon of warfare 

And rather drink revolvers as repelled in cellophane love 

Waiting for it to cool off 

Like mine and as bliss and laughable pleasures 

Change as if it were a new thing 

Fair enough 

Brother in one fulfillment 

To mysteries in classes of sciences and histories 

And long walks through our sluice 

Driving right back in there on our right 

To question your taste  to anon in Spirit 

And in attitude 

Where belonging is my food 

Much is every way, chiefly....

Ever Fixed (As Yet)

5-31-20

In suspense trade winds come from the north 

And love is poured forth of steam 

For its darkening for a frame rolling fresh 

Making my life complete 

Ever fixed as yet 

Please do not forget the pumpkin again 

All suitable this coolness of being forgiven like a warbling strumpet 

In ram and ancient cold additive June heat 

Cheer the name as brain named for the epistles 

You to peer inside where imagery is the redemption 

Of trying the same things expecting different results 

Clear and cold to be as our mist of no legacy to the death 

without the law....

Bonito

 Bonito (Wee Lass)

5-31-20

Tripping out to a map of Rome 

and to our transfiguration 

He lists not what to say 

In assassin Keith on it today 

I read anew Ovid to become as that 

In last rights again by the wayside 

To credit compassion logic high as a virtue 

As determined one with another

What the rising of the dead could mean 

Three hours to go before I get my sunshine 

With juice and pretzels and fainted zone back at it 

Given my maple pecan pie 

This was how I make something harder in fractured love 

And lead hyphens 

Riff, o sail on wee lass

Bonito....

Wild Roots (Of Long Gypsy)

5-31-20

Lia Aureia 

Lessening afterward tree to withhold 

Caring for Caelian as our triplet 

Consciousness dreams like a view inside of me 

In hornets' hostile eminence 

To step out to catch some sun 

Filling the daylight vein 

Thoughts intangible including 

Happy birthday, me 

All one, a cat skull 

Getting on with my assessment 

Tiger castigated on a rose thorn 

Leading to somewhere 

Like the leap of thought 

And long gasps through our sluices 

Swill loving as humble juices my teeming hearts 

And darkened as I do my work of her today....

Mark 8:10-15

 On Mark 8:10-15

5-31-20

As I surrender the fight in righteousness 

For aspects of Pine 

Rhyme for Giza 

In memories where I love your guts

And want your germs 

It ought to do among inspiration 

One on Dalmanutha 

We enter for another cup 

As one to resort to the theatre at Pompel 

The mood goes on today on it to erase your heart in ammunition 

Cheering the smile for the face of Brent 

Losing not in turn to resile 

For bust where my breath 

I put in my first works 

Giving all madness for another noble 

Of red astute leaven on Herod.....

Another Pepsi Session 

5-31-20

In holiness by Resurrection 

And the fixes of the dying 

Down our rabbit trails high 

As to rock on in the hills of Rome 

For our memories when I in venison drop out 

And say it for you to meditate 

Until I rough it if I say so 

As once being man necessities 

Light at Beth Cribb 

Sow to me pulverizing for the price 

In my latest 

Alive to sons in the new and to abide in the vine 

Putting on my twenty thirteen journal 

Still hesitating corn purging for German flippers 

Of phone raptures as oar divine 

Attribute of Kosmos killing kale....

I See Trees As Men Walking

5-31-20

Saving Adam 

The habit and running for the trial of a rabbit 

For a second opinion so as much as is in me 

Along to our crossroads of Pentecost Sunday 

As C.S. Lewis was the real deal 

Among sailors 

Round one, a tide

Thank you Jesus for all that just is as it is 

In thirst I finally get some rest 

For another epiphany folk at nine forty and nine 

In obtaining the vesture 

For the memory of our destiny 

New to a part of it all in dark chambers 

Ache of transition for another verse 

Of me 

Can't we see....

lost count

 Lost Count

5-31-20

On another laundry day

I find out what I need for seven cones 

Learning self mastery 

To food found throughout our run tie 

Latest suspicion 

O, why work instead 

Ruin for what call it a rut 

Reaching out of ones nut and the just shall live by faith 

And I learn to love the sunshine all over again 

Getting back in business as the road has its ford cracking the code 

For beans and perm in Gaherand in deity 

And what's been said in piety 

For Giza Vermes at Dalmanutha 

And a moment of forever 

Lost count of servants and corrosion 

But God knows my heart like an open book....

Servian Wall

 Mystery Along The Servian Wall 

5-31-20

All for the degree 

They warned me not to have as well in heaven's justice

In eminence mingling our cool breeze for our iron concoctions 

Filling the night's dark test and another production today

As I borrow the blunt in a tiger's distended iris love from dandelion stems with Helen 

Behind me given just enough information blind and halt 

Mind the lasso so kind as to exult 

Needing the coming selvedge and I start again for hummus and walnuts 

With sardines as to flirt on my note of our dawn percolations for the lake of righteousness....

Proposition For Mystery 

5-31-20

Just enough information 

Too much thinking about it on the rain day of May 

Hang the rest as it is gone by 

My, O, my 

In times drunken hour in the brute God willing 

All for love and understanding 

Yet to dig in life sugar and a tea of prose 

Beautiful day 

Bask in it much to work out 

In truth, go Son for my life back 

In seeming larger redeeming narration 

And I choose to stay and be the introspection 

In you I make it again 

In Jack arriving 

Pillage and guns 

To depart otherwise to make the event 

Not the embodiment for mystery.....

Romans 1:16

 On Romans 1:16 

5-30-20

In adding to love's examples 

I have breakfast on the yogurt and banana 

Shaking it loose and loving it 

Fall win primal spirits I recreate for qualities to regiment 

In roses to seek out for the lesson in our boots 

And far from the Godhead of spruces and pines 

And Stoner life in yogi in bedrooms and in days long 

Only love triumphs today yet to retreat 

I keep it up by flower of our tender folk 

Sweetened in turn as poetic of Sir and Self 

O, can the day's wine be one to tell your story 

For which I am not ashamed...

At Altars On Barstools (Life Of High Dismay)

5-30-20

All for the primary of the light of my wristwatch 

and the realization of my spectacles 

As to learn not to tresspass 

Try me Lord for flower outflinging 

And a stone well snug yet I drink to my Lords and Books

For my leaps of flutes little you carry for shadow bands in Celestial seasons 

And a change of direction on crews self no, never  in tequila for flight and its existence 

Where I make this regard as it becomes my saying

To admire them and their spirts high on sap from the garden of myself.....

Tired Yet Wealthy 

5:30-20

Revealed from faith to faith 

Yea, we must consider other paths about it

In the righteousness of its amusement  

Beloved of God called to be saints 

As to save up my pens for peaceful our spleen yogurt 

Sidewalks and warm living shreds of licking it up

Left exhausted and penniless among those whom are called 

Becoming one of my closest to toss more pecans to the squirrels 

As I peak inside for works interior and always in madness 

We're in on my Sunday actions inquisitive 

And flight replenished for our punches external 

Glimmering still....

Capitoline

 Capitoline (Where Woods Are Scrolled)

5-30-20

Beating liturgy of branding Lincolns 

For the friend on my heart where it is always green 

I savory simple and no such pen trouble 

Like dollar echoes that glimmer among us 

Along the Servian Wall 

Seeing it for its wonder caring for Capitoline 

In Althea of Aventine keying it up 

O, poetic champion seeking circus familiar dipping those cherries 

In top turvy hours sometimes too much in hyacinth and cries of gold 

The gunner on his fashion shows its true colors today 

Feeling like the Savior like a blind man....

In Progress Of Its Argument 

5-30-20

Where June is coming 

Our sand dune must be a'drumming for salvation 

And her three tenses

Among all uniqueness as to plan out a day 

To crash my Ford and be given a Roll's Royce 

For the divine order 

Will I go for the burgers in soundness 

O, call it a brother of infirmity in our sunny hours 

And not one to grip it riding the tie sheathes 

Yea, today it's as ruin for chanting flowers 

In haunting powers 

As the waiting game comes rolling from our husk 

As June is still in tune.....

Back To Baths Of Nero 

5-30-20

Personal burger tomorrow as to fight with me

In discipline's Orion little way as to pluck apart all flowers 

Where the sun goes down on peacefulness where the opening is retail 

And my own fire hoping to hook up 

And leave them free of me among single souls 

Where my heart taught my words ala carte on desert sands 

And ceremony as to carelessly resemble its righteousness 

To let them try to imbibe it 

Of what only dreams can hide in gray profusion 

All is well with my mind so far for tamer folk 

Not only for existence 

And the tea is cold...

changing

 Flowers Changing And Powers Haunting 

5-30-20

Feels like the fourth of July at the end of our May 

All about us and it's squirrel expecting his lass 

As to wearily run back to my love's ember beginning 

Wherein I am the masterpiece for the Christ 

Yet to see the way where I'm going to need you 

In how wild I become 

Taking instruments from my bubbly juice 

Monday morning 

Raising it for reconductors in seven loaves and a few small fishes 

Good morning, America rolling our run for Dalmanutha

Where we enter the ship out of reach 

And four thousand are fed of flowers chanting

And powers are haunting.....

O, Nostalgia 

5-30-20

Feeling the canopy like a blind man

O, kind plan for our hyacinth sunny hocks are funny 

Powers off the subtle run on a trip to Maine 

We do but recommend Jesus in all things at the temple of Isis 

At the baths of Nero where I ache for thee in firelight and nightfall 

And God willing we hook up stars in the right ways in mindsets 

In our weary room of hours 

O, be it our delight where we manage your dreams 

Where living to stress February lest we turn argumentation to lies.....

Firefly Light By Wee Hours

5-30-20

Leaving our corner in our daily record 

As to fly higher than an eagle of ego 

Once all glory for all kings and queens 

Different worlds adapt as we crawl and pray 

With the starting line in the game all the way back to our thousand palaces 

Warming my every member back to care at the stand and to catch fireflies 

Where roles grow the more for our hyacinth and savoy of blue 

Out there in our city and words bleeding makeshift 

As to scan his door of jaunty green 

To have nothing to lose for salvation in its three tenses.....

out on the sea

 Out On The Sea (For Free)

5-30-20

Trying too hard to awaken and we're there 

Born on Friday 

Yet I might be mistaken 

As many thou slain him out west today 

To answer alive eyes lying in the rain 

Where it's an injury and envoy one is Ephratha among Syrophoneicians 

In many what if's will work out Van tune best as one to keep up the gladness 

For our Talisha Cumi and alone thy at live as we can know it 

In the time we have to spare caring for caditoleine 

And on the fourth watch we walk out onto the sea for free....

Ephphatha

5-30-20

In the midmost of us 

And tracks to limn awake

Mama, it's getting so hard Amen and Amen 

Additives ajar hearing into my inmost soul 

Like one grand hooded phantom 

To many we have purpose for petty pavagonian sights 

As to still interrelate as to itinerant thy midmost of us in love the utmost 

Healer to slay me to my purpose not just going through the motions 

Of quarantine morganatic and heraldic emotions 

Lin Limimal on the timber tenacious 

For the wrath of God revealed in circles 

Like a seventh hill in the dip....

Thanking

 Five Thousand Did Partake (Thanking God Now)

5-29-20

Talisha Cumi 

Damsel arise in my own eye sharpening triangles 

For prosy words to be uttered 

For other tongues keeping the Spirit over in dreams 

To be inspired in closed readings as many that know it outwent them 

For the news this morning and another opportunity to write legible 

For five levels 

Our fishes two and twelve baskets 

Right from the start 

Soon time to do something 

Thanking my God in the Now 

For travelling fever and blue collar blues 

Symbolizing the mass of my cessation 

Lost count almost four months now 

For to become fire on islands 

Where five thousand were fed and did partake....

Diurnal Duration (Dual By Dichotomy)

5-29-20

all the well lived sensibility in diurnal duration dual by dichotomies 

Where Willie sings Gershwin and Hayward in ways I feel to fall for it

In sad and bumble coming up close to our James Burns 

As ones own sanity learns and I was a fool to fall for it

As to resume on my psycadelic tiger of size records 

And mat rolling learning our legacy in he twenty by way of the thinker 

I pray out my passions where Willie sings Gershwin and Hayward 

If indeed it is you...

Esquiline 

5-29-20

Sense when is poetry strenuous 

So saith a sister in the Savior 

Given three in the afternoon 

Many that know him outwent him for two loaves 

And five fishes 

O, bondservant be what you will 

Called to be an Apostle called the calling off today 

Still oft wish all the world guilty before God as to lasso upon our fish 

And place the blue ribbon on my west wall and above it an orb renewed to God for salvation 

As to imply the spirits of deliverance more than our own pigeonhead 

Reporting back to the amphlitheatre just to see it all go down...

Mark 6:4

 On Mark 6:4

5-29-20

 Yea, what we share can last 

Present tense for the crescent perfect sense 

restless and compassionate 

I live my life believing that every function makes a difference in our systems 

As roads are rooks in intense endeavors for more codes to crack 

And February fourth month behind literature monastic and hermetic Syrians 

Many tries on his own style for walnuts among the blessed as so I wait until twilight 

Exchanging Talitha Cumi damsel arise where a prophet is not without honor 

Save in his own turf 

Washer to the blood among ones own kin.....

imperative

 Imperative In Jairus On Mark 5:22

5-29-20

No more clean shave

Yea, I grow out my beard and mustache 

All for my passed on Uncle Dave and dreams of hot cash 

Forgetting what they let me know 

All fly, our nine beatitudes 

And upon these numbers come up 

We called it lucky as the herds drive the heads 

As this enemy is not made in vain 

Where the garbage truck comes twice a day to make things sane 

Yea, this one hand several extra feet to dance upon in routes of discovery 

Of perennial issues and mucous for our tissues 

In legacies of inspiring chicken scratch and turkey feed

For all we need.....

antecedent

 Antecedent 

5-29-20

last night down on my knees 

As it is good for something 

O, pass the pepper please 

For a prosperous feeling 

Flying like eagles down American highways 

Picking up a few friends on the way 

On another prosperity trip of more than plenty

In the process of writing out prayers longhand 

All like castles for one familiar sand 

Can we come to understand lakes inland 

Fixing our utilities all in antecedents of rural armadillos 

And going after another god 

As something to believe in even and odd 

This is the Oden and much more as we touch four 

Down to the core 

Cleansed and symbolizing it....

Still Taking Down Names

5-29-20

It's a good day for a bad one 

Too good to be true in mahogany wood 

In the Me that is in You 

In habitual drumbeating and sleep time 

Given our odes fir the trick fitting our own utilities 

Yea, Rock of Ages 

It is a beautiful thing where I managed to stay afloat 

With words to edify as to manage to be caught adrift 

For Barnabas yawps and rocks of ages at last it was come with the order 

Rain in Woodbury Vermont 

Boy in a smaller font 

It's only money in the joy of Mama's desiring 

All for some and morbid to but build it 

O, wonderful thing!

God Says, "Yeah!"

5-29-20

Managed to today balance on my first rope of loosened hazy and associates 

Restful and some fulfilled prophecy having everything I need to lose it all again 

And it's yours and I'm happy with time today 

For Ramrod and Unitman as well as God much more it is yours 

In the happening of your building as to pour the tea 

Right for our executive straightest as he said , "That ruled!"

In Jairus the ruler of the synagogue 

And a woman with her issue of her blood 

Yea, you make a wish for well being 

And God says, "Yeah".....

ravens

 Going For The Ravens And You 

5-29-20

Inside my jungle 

There is much to find and I care 

But I don't mind 

As love serves to the incapable 

And I get back to my Apostle Paul 

As it is yours to say that it's nine rambling in my skin 

With fragrance with just two good fishes to use for the trip at hand 

Where I could by eyes boldly go now 

Rash for Jazmine of Gypsy all in songs of ascensions 

No, I don't want to hold you up in endeavors 

As the old sky opens up back down on the net 

In a book written longhand about thinking around corners 

For hues asymmetrical....

Freaky Fresh (At The Feasts Of Booths)

5-29-20

As in hope in hopelessness 

I sure had your Don beaten down 

And taken wet and now I'm on the roll and full is the wall with me 

Soul hard hitting home  one the out of for I keep it together 

Yet to google the word stimulus 

On a word hunt as to thicken 

And pray that it all works out 

Quiet and confident 

New Lent but vociferous 

If I should leave you 

And it was short and at even fair enough 

As it was come 

To the over and a little bit of rain 

Coming a long way as feasts and booths 

And tabernacles and a bag of sugar 

Still using with the lad 

Giving it while sore freaky froth....

frequency

Hold This Note Of A Higher Frequency 

5-29-20 

Holding this note of a higher frequency 

Did I remember how good it felt to make a deal

Good day with it 

As new morning Lavender rains 

As to see it in the darkness 

By winds of magenta 

I can ay that it always will be 

Jesting with Jade for the conspiracy of China 

Good timing it will be for you and me as done to but see 

Of birthright Barry late morning vibrant viols 

Dying to begin my river 

And a purple Polymath tomorrow morning 

God willing 

In term I've been missing out 

On saints to drive and in that I can always 

Get back to his two Z's 

And bumblebees....

Woodbury

 Back In Woodbury (In My Mind)

5-29-20

Troubles by the score 

For December in myself 

No more on my way to higher places 

As privileged as a whore 

Coming to terms with it

In my metro meteorite melodious moon that I choose 

Covering much ground in the undergrowth of our answers 

Not just broken black incentive as to arrive 

My city in ruins and go grunge again 

Next week where my Zyprexa is my all day vigil 

All for my psychadelc tiger of purple eyes 

And skin telling my lies for a quota already met 

One home drunk before the praying 

To look alive...

Hold This Note A Higher Frequency

5-29-20

Holding this note of a higher frequency 

O, did I remember when in how good it felt to make a deal 

A good day with it and for meaning 

Lavender arrives as to see it in the raspberry 

On the minds of rapturous where I can say that it always will be 

Jesting with Jene for captivity of Chino 

Good timing it will be for you and me 

180

 One Hundred Eighty Degree Angle Is A Straight Line 

5-29-20

Wonderful of the character emphasis 

In wary newcomers reunited at jury 

My lady friend 

Yeah, I wear it that way 

Because I say to from city girls 

That of such line weapons 

Yet to begin my psychedelic tiger 

O, bright cat for the night

It's where it's at 

since I was thirty-seven 

Not one beware chosen us heaven 

And to you inquire "What makes you think so?"

For our empress processions today

Reticent as usual in blue moons 

I am well named the tutelage of James D. Robinson the third 

I go for the burgers and you....

Dying To Myself Again Today 

5-29-20

Just a rack snatch pad 

But yet a whole lot more to me 

In betrayal of spaces between entries 

Numb behold my tan where I come to terms with it 

Must no one judge as in drink 

In much ado about not much 

Let's keep in touch dying to myself again 

I've got some depth to do 

In Willie and in Johnny on thy way

Got high places as to stare my class of which I am curvy 

On every island as to draw my curtain for executive similarities 

All in regard to Phillips 

Where I do it my way and God understands 

Back in Woodbury, Vermont as to haunt....