Oma

Oma, pale and weak

7-12-20

New covering of old and again long in this dwelling place 

I rock on ones main glimmer and same sinner 

In Jake battle and square in the name of love 

Gold and gleaming roll and still dreaming 

Never in so sweet a face one more hour 

I let Mother sleep dim and pearled glamor and the same to transmit 

The love seemingly in over joy for morphine in sky tools 

And the toy of wheat and rye in crab teasdale forever not long enough for healing 

Where beauty burns Oma pale and weak for limbs with terror sheik.....

For God Above And Within

7-12-20

Cramming positions with heavy casks 

And his cousin to lean upon every individual for minded almost for a withering 

On hillsides salty in vigilant fake and to enemies call me a fool 

To worry with I do where a tool is more than a toy 

In Blake and Tolstoy crying after love of culture 

The calling after good loving in Teasdale 

Our goal is found wanting on nights festive 

Beauty, are you not enough of the sweet stuff 

I think I'll go there tomorrow in the dye of gold 

In our holy night still calling after love 

As we can go above and within ones sign....

Overcome (Ignition On)

7-12-20

Yet again for further write it 

Fear no man in our pale and weak 

On the dismal come common the blessed to clear my mind 

And turn around silent in love on the primal care 

Like dreams of man all ready I am for teeth  some

And it's our world on Christ's love call through a crime in mind age of striven nature

That slips as to pine with praise 

Singing, "Save me!"

In Teasdale weed failed for Peachy's sake 

It may already as one was not enough 

As beauty minds for dusty lentils frame 

To choose a crying armed love 

As to overcome 

O, reality are you not enough....