Denizen
7-3-17
As nuts fall to the floor
I am left only wanting more
O, persistent fellow with aura orange and yellow
The dream was returned and this time it's my bad
For many and grievous complaints from me
And a hair in my mouth
Paul, thou art believe thyself says Festus
Much learning doth make thee mad
Sleepy time
As I lies with my cat by my side
And her motor runs
As I stick to my guns
And launched is the ship of Arramyttium...
Bret (The Beautiful)
7-3-17
To rise above the treeline in the clouds
To supersize love along a sea fine
Clad in shrouds sailing under Cirrus
I suck the third hand smoke from my lips
Smiling over the sea of Cilicia
In the things I will say today
Sitting in my own wastebasket
All for Mab the queen
The fairest I've seen and underrated
Looking for Waldrof Astoria mistaking fate
See the old redroofed of the x-farm
All for Bret, the beautiful
Inside of me..
To Myra of Lycia
7-3-17
Surviving the weekend of the fourth
As it is determined
As I pause for awhile by a country stile
Given liberty to refresh myself
Coming to Myra city of Lycia
Sermon upended
Like a steak I could only take three bites out of
O, for Bolg driven back
Need to get out of these smelly clothes
Sometime soon
By the scathing indictment
Levying large layers for lovers that loom
And lubricate by Milesians in malady
As I work magic in all I make....
Saturday, August 19, 2017
Thursday, August 17, 2017
inquiry
Another Inquiry
7-2-17
We inquire
What about the gods of war
And beseech, O what is this all for?
In a conspiracy more than forty
Under the curse of the oath not to drink
Until Paul is killed
O, why all of this violence
Making ready two hundred chariots
And two hundred spearmen
By night unto Antipatris
At the province named Cilicia
For an Ulster cycle ubiquitous
And the hospitality of Bres' court and time
For the healer, O comforter and councilor
Save me from myself
I said enough!
On The Sidhe
7-3-17
Come barbaric satire of legend
We do our research on Nuada of the silver hand
Stirring it up with the silver spoon
Where lightning doesn't strike twice
As Felix comes with wife Drusilla
And I give the morning coffee a chance
And try to understand
And I'll have rice on the Sidhe
As I try to forget my pride
Gone about to profane the temple
As a very persistent fellow
Our mover of sedition
I'm looking beautiful today
Greet Tertillus
And cut yourself into little pieces....
7-2-17
We inquire
What about the gods of war
And beseech, O what is this all for?
In a conspiracy more than forty
Under the curse of the oath not to drink
Until Paul is killed
O, why all of this violence
Making ready two hundred chariots
And two hundred spearmen
By night unto Antipatris
At the province named Cilicia
For an Ulster cycle ubiquitous
And the hospitality of Bres' court and time
For the healer, O comforter and councilor
Save me from myself
I said enough!
On The Sidhe
7-3-17
Come barbaric satire of legend
We do our research on Nuada of the silver hand
Stirring it up with the silver spoon
Where lightning doesn't strike twice
As Felix comes with wife Drusilla
And I give the morning coffee a chance
And try to understand
And I'll have rice on the Sidhe
As I try to forget my pride
Gone about to profane the temple
As a very persistent fellow
Our mover of sedition
I'm looking beautiful today
Greet Tertillus
And cut yourself into little pieces....
carriages
Carriages
7-2-17
Abiding at Mytilene
I come peaceably
Minding myself to go afoot
For the coming around of our Agahus
Where Mnason should lodge
And I seek asylum in the palm of His right hand
We did but prophesy
More than in the season
That grain and vine increase
For you alone name me to dwell in safety
As to take of the carriages
Four virgins did prophesy
I hope to serve you in just this
As to take up Paul's girdle
Lover of all creatures and books
Strewn across my love seat
Where it all comes together
Sons of Mil do your best
To start spreading the news...
Fir Bolg
7-2-17
Home just in time to write you these letters
Of recommendation
Not to boast nor to jelly the toast
But to encourage the host
Our brethren receive us gladly
And I have a cigarette as things strangled
Zealous of the law the reads, "love your neighbor as thyself"
Take heed, he is a roman saluting Brigid for poetry and smithery
Our finery
To whom much is given
Much is required
Led to my cage
Always left unlocked
For Major English and Minor French
In being the first crowd, come along, bag men
Why did I even leave....
Eternal Self Viper
7-2-17
My sibilation is as letting air out of my life preserver
Of such but I didn't want to talk about it that much
For eternal viper self renewed
Keep from blood and things strangled
And don't let me give up so easily
Negotiating my volume dial
As I respect the peace I am made
Burned by their light as if leaving the table
Where there is a five pound T-bone
Come along Ananias and see what lies in store
For those with faith
And to a certain centurion
Give me the strength and I will help you
Prior to privilege
In prying open the prison doors.....
Salute Im Dagda
7-2-17
Take it from the beat poets
Out of sight she prepares the aluminum silex
To but notice the president of the United States
Not an accident
Times were good as to salute Epona
We start to roar with all the fearful by the wayside
For doorways to the Otherworld
Salute Im Dagda as well
And young one bursting the baby cries
In that he knows not the words to express emotion
I was free born to hear another speech
You're the one we've waited for
Where I wist not....
On The Sidhe
7-2-17
Going to battle on something by Mab
The far Sadducees say there is no resurrection
Be of good cheer
The Word is here
Where Apostle Paul pays claims to be a Pharisee
Just another way of passing the day
He is by blood so get ready for a flood
Bound under a curse as one to beg to see the nurse
What a funny world unusual
Where it's not enough for Nuada of the silver hand
Say that you will and I did likewise
This is the time you will live for
On the Sidhe....
7-2-17
Abiding at Mytilene
I come peaceably
Minding myself to go afoot
For the coming around of our Agahus
Where Mnason should lodge
And I seek asylum in the palm of His right hand
We did but prophesy
More than in the season
That grain and vine increase
For you alone name me to dwell in safety
As to take of the carriages
Four virgins did prophesy
I hope to serve you in just this
As to take up Paul's girdle
Lover of all creatures and books
Strewn across my love seat
Where it all comes together
Sons of Mil do your best
To start spreading the news...
Fir Bolg
7-2-17
Home just in time to write you these letters
Of recommendation
Not to boast nor to jelly the toast
But to encourage the host
Our brethren receive us gladly
And I have a cigarette as things strangled
Zealous of the law the reads, "love your neighbor as thyself"
Take heed, he is a roman saluting Brigid for poetry and smithery
Our finery
To whom much is given
Much is required
Led to my cage
Always left unlocked
For Major English and Minor French
In being the first crowd, come along, bag men
Why did I even leave....
Eternal Self Viper
7-2-17
My sibilation is as letting air out of my life preserver
Of such but I didn't want to talk about it that much
For eternal viper self renewed
Keep from blood and things strangled
And don't let me give up so easily
Negotiating my volume dial
As I respect the peace I am made
Burned by their light as if leaving the table
Where there is a five pound T-bone
Come along Ananias and see what lies in store
For those with faith
And to a certain centurion
Give me the strength and I will help you
Prior to privilege
In prying open the prison doors.....
Salute Im Dagda
7-2-17
Take it from the beat poets
Out of sight she prepares the aluminum silex
To but notice the president of the United States
Not an accident
Times were good as to salute Epona
We start to roar with all the fearful by the wayside
For doorways to the Otherworld
Salute Im Dagda as well
And young one bursting the baby cries
In that he knows not the words to express emotion
I was free born to hear another speech
You're the one we've waited for
Where I wist not....
On The Sidhe
7-2-17
Going to battle on something by Mab
The far Sadducees say there is no resurrection
Be of good cheer
The Word is here
Where Apostle Paul pays claims to be a Pharisee
Just another way of passing the day
He is by blood so get ready for a flood
Bound under a curse as one to beg to see the nurse
What a funny world unusual
Where it's not enough for Nuada of the silver hand
Say that you will and I did likewise
This is the time you will live for
On the Sidhe....
Tyrannus
Tyrannus
7-2-17
Scratching out words such as right and wrong
It could be ones last words for money, honey
Where God wrought special miracles
In the savor of ones tending to fear
What is beautiful as the get to the top
Where it's lonesome up there
In a school of one Tyrannus
Don't look back whatever you do
And we have not heard whether or not it is
But indeed it shall stand upon a rock
Disputing daily dying hourly
In the school of one Tyrannus
At the edge of the world for Tuatha as well
Bear the cross within!
As The Fey
7-2-17
Come the adoption
Much more than an option
It is our duty and our privilege to spread this news
Working special miracles
Lost as it needs to be
Seen in fields of incentive
Where many use curious arts in Erastus
Eyes become heavier
Still arising no small stir
As to abide in Asia for a season
In handkerchiefs and aprons
Sometimes to drift far away
Bringing that stubbed oak
In the musical Otherworld
In succession of kings
May this music serve its purpose
As to fill in the blanks
As I sound, my Lord
Trumpets....
Paps of Anu
7-2-17
Arising no small stir
As Timotheus ministers
I acknowledge this grace that cometh by faith
Now I'm in gear
Dianna be esteemed as we cry out
As to share Jesus with love
Without condescending other gods
Is just and right
Our craft in danger
And to be set as nought
For our fellow Demetrius
O, silver ram
What is your charm of divine justice
I am a friend for paps of Anu
Likely symbolizing strength in subordinates
For Lugh and long arms
Peace be to all beings
Yet to sail away into Syria....
At Trogyllium
7-2-17
Writing for hours at a time
Obedient to my gift
I seek all the way from Eutychus
In deep sleep falling off the third loft
In the valley of shadows
As to the multitude
In Troas in five days
The mission is established
O, what becomes of me
In fall of Bath as to tarry at Trogyllium
Sailing into Assos
Not a little comforted
Remember how it is better to give than receive
At Ptolemaist exploring the pages of a doctrine unique
Into the mists semi-mystical
Brought by Milesians
Do not rebuke me in your wrath...
7-2-17
Scratching out words such as right and wrong
It could be ones last words for money, honey
Where God wrought special miracles
In the savor of ones tending to fear
What is beautiful as the get to the top
Where it's lonesome up there
In a school of one Tyrannus
Don't look back whatever you do
And we have not heard whether or not it is
But indeed it shall stand upon a rock
Disputing daily dying hourly
In the school of one Tyrannus
At the edge of the world for Tuatha as well
Bear the cross within!
As The Fey
7-2-17
Come the adoption
Much more than an option
It is our duty and our privilege to spread this news
Working special miracles
Lost as it needs to be
Seen in fields of incentive
Where many use curious arts in Erastus
Eyes become heavier
Still arising no small stir
As to abide in Asia for a season
In handkerchiefs and aprons
Sometimes to drift far away
Bringing that stubbed oak
In the musical Otherworld
In succession of kings
May this music serve its purpose
As to fill in the blanks
As I sound, my Lord
Trumpets....
Paps of Anu
7-2-17
Arising no small stir
As Timotheus ministers
I acknowledge this grace that cometh by faith
Now I'm in gear
Dianna be esteemed as we cry out
As to share Jesus with love
Without condescending other gods
Is just and right
Our craft in danger
And to be set as nought
For our fellow Demetrius
O, silver ram
What is your charm of divine justice
I am a friend for paps of Anu
Likely symbolizing strength in subordinates
For Lugh and long arms
Peace be to all beings
Yet to sail away into Syria....
At Trogyllium
7-2-17
Writing for hours at a time
Obedient to my gift
I seek all the way from Eutychus
In deep sleep falling off the third loft
In the valley of shadows
As to the multitude
In Troas in five days
The mission is established
O, what becomes of me
In fall of Bath as to tarry at Trogyllium
Sailing into Assos
Not a little comforted
Remember how it is better to give than receive
At Ptolemaist exploring the pages of a doctrine unique
Into the mists semi-mystical
Brought by Milesians
Do not rebuke me in your wrath...
devourer
Devourer
7-2-17
Be not afraid
Speak and hold not thy peace
Ah, terrible birth
For what it's all worth
As lips drop with flesh
Gone commercial today
And a need to stay with it
O, providence
Eloquent for the evidence
Of private presence
Aquila down in Pontus
Speaking boldly in the synagogue
For our young one
Bursting as well for our Sosthenes
O, how can we begin again
Sound my loud sharp trumpets
Rearranging the Mabinogion
Greeting folklorists by the way
For a deputy named Gallio
Our lover of wild rebellion and devourer....
Getting Ready For Church
7-2-17
Every time the church falls silent and indifferent
Lapsing back into complacency
Yet mighty in Scripture
Greeks take Sosthenes
Lost for words I ramble
And with time I gamble
As rivers speak evil of one another
As she lets her hair down
And the heat is oppressive
With endless genealogies
Soon need to haul arse and get ready for church
Bosom anointed with nectar and cathedral of scores
For the remainder of her days
In her the steel wheels disappear
At least I won't have time to think too hard
O, stone of destiny, be....
7-2-17
Be not afraid
Speak and hold not thy peace
Ah, terrible birth
For what it's all worth
As lips drop with flesh
Gone commercial today
And a need to stay with it
O, providence
Eloquent for the evidence
Of private presence
Aquila down in Pontus
Speaking boldly in the synagogue
For our young one
Bursting as well for our Sosthenes
O, how can we begin again
Sound my loud sharp trumpets
Rearranging the Mabinogion
Greeting folklorists by the way
For a deputy named Gallio
Our lover of wild rebellion and devourer....
Getting Ready For Church
7-2-17
Every time the church falls silent and indifferent
Lapsing back into complacency
Yet mighty in Scripture
Greeks take Sosthenes
Lost for words I ramble
And with time I gamble
As rivers speak evil of one another
As she lets her hair down
And the heat is oppressive
With endless genealogies
Soon need to haul arse and get ready for church
Bosom anointed with nectar and cathedral of scores
For the remainder of her days
In her the steel wheels disappear
At least I won't have time to think too hard
O, stone of destiny, be....
Monday, August 14, 2017
come on in
Come On In
7-1-17
Lydia, seller of purple constrains us
To come on in
Tonight I snooze and I win
Making gain in soothsaying forbidden
By the Holy Ghost to preach in Asia
Offering the sacrifice of righteousness
And consider my meditations
Then into Thessalonica
What must I do to be saved
So I still inquire
As if I've never tasted the heavenly gift
For doors opened and bands loosed
Going home to draw the black curtain
In Arthurian tales we make it work
For those with eyes that cannot see
Naked and hungry....
Feet Fast In Stocks
7-1-17
Wholly given to idolatry
Waiting is the hardest part of life
With time on my hands
The poet and scholar understands reasoning
With them out of Scripture
Tell me again, Amen
According to another new pen
O, you sons of men
How long will you turn my glory into shame
Soon time to face the real musick
Making feet fast in stocks and for a season
Going out without socks
At Athens wholly given to idolatry
And I have my artists at Mars' Hill
May we do His will
Men at Athens, superstitious....
Setter Forth
7-1-17
Show me the place
Where we can roll away the stone
Seeming to be a setter forth of strange gods
As the hasten in my bird's eye
Give ear to my words
And O, show up soon
As to be joyful in you
But for a particle abhorring the bloodthirsty
As to rejoice with trembling
He dwells not in temples made by hands
Ah, model from the meat
As one to represent many
We know this new doctrine
Show up soon
So I can go on with it
For the open tomb
Our yawning gulf
It's time to do something....
Areopagite
7-2-17
You have put gladness in my heart
Pronounce them innocent here and now is where I belong
God give me the ingenuity to write this song
All for our Areopagite
Crispus believes
Greeting the tentmakers
Many Corinthians are baptized under lemon tree shies
Greet Aquila and wonder
Some let life happen to them
Where is the weeping north
For when things go south
Wading through dreams up to my waist
Soon to make haste
Come greet Bamaris
Picture all you can imagine
Of out Proselytes....
7-1-17
Lydia, seller of purple constrains us
To come on in
Tonight I snooze and I win
Making gain in soothsaying forbidden
By the Holy Ghost to preach in Asia
Offering the sacrifice of righteousness
And consider my meditations
Then into Thessalonica
What must I do to be saved
So I still inquire
As if I've never tasted the heavenly gift
For doors opened and bands loosed
Going home to draw the black curtain
In Arthurian tales we make it work
For those with eyes that cannot see
Naked and hungry....
Feet Fast In Stocks
7-1-17
Wholly given to idolatry
Waiting is the hardest part of life
With time on my hands
The poet and scholar understands reasoning
With them out of Scripture
Tell me again, Amen
According to another new pen
O, you sons of men
How long will you turn my glory into shame
Soon time to face the real musick
Making feet fast in stocks and for a season
Going out without socks
At Athens wholly given to idolatry
And I have my artists at Mars' Hill
May we do His will
Men at Athens, superstitious....
Setter Forth
7-1-17
Show me the place
Where we can roll away the stone
Seeming to be a setter forth of strange gods
As the hasten in my bird's eye
Give ear to my words
And O, show up soon
As to be joyful in you
But for a particle abhorring the bloodthirsty
As to rejoice with trembling
He dwells not in temples made by hands
Ah, model from the meat
As one to represent many
We know this new doctrine
Show up soon
So I can go on with it
For the open tomb
Our yawning gulf
It's time to do something....
Areopagite
7-2-17
You have put gladness in my heart
Pronounce them innocent here and now is where I belong
God give me the ingenuity to write this song
All for our Areopagite
Crispus believes
Greeting the tentmakers
Many Corinthians are baptized under lemon tree shies
Greet Aquila and wonder
Some let life happen to them
Where is the weeping north
For when things go south
Wading through dreams up to my waist
Soon to make haste
Come greet Bamaris
Picture all you can imagine
Of out Proselytes....
crowns
Crowns
7-1-17
Calling for partly sunny skies
Fleeing into Lystra still telling lies
That many Greeks receive through mercy
International across the old table
On his hunting expedition
Birds fly southwest
Approaching Derbe and the cities of Lyconia
Keep that air flowing
Calling Paul Mercurius
Told to turn from vanity
Preaching also in Attalia
Must needs pass through Samaria
Such is a sign that we believe through grace
Hard to love you saved
Even as they back down on James Street
I find it and rejoice
As mythological elements
We make another foolish choice....
Hear Me, Save Me
7-1-17
All indifference some call love
I return and build again the temple later that year
As I would realize that sight would involve more than the eyes
Hear me when I call, Lord
And heal the blemish on the tip of my nose
Putting gladness into my heart
As to keep the secret
Blessed is the name
Life is not over
And I will keep on keeping on
Giving no such commandment
Blessed is the name
Then into Troas at Mysia
We find it
Hearing me from His holy hill
Save me, O my God.....
7-1-17
Calling for partly sunny skies
Fleeing into Lystra still telling lies
That many Greeks receive through mercy
International across the old table
On his hunting expedition
Birds fly southwest
Approaching Derbe and the cities of Lyconia
Keep that air flowing
Calling Paul Mercurius
Told to turn from vanity
Preaching also in Attalia
Must needs pass through Samaria
Such is a sign that we believe through grace
Hard to love you saved
Even as they back down on James Street
I find it and rejoice
As mythological elements
We make another foolish choice....
Hear Me, Save Me
7-1-17
All indifference some call love
I return and build again the temple later that year
As I would realize that sight would involve more than the eyes
Hear me when I call, Lord
And heal the blemish on the tip of my nose
Putting gladness into my heart
As to keep the secret
Blessed is the name
Life is not over
And I will keep on keeping on
Giving no such commandment
Blessed is the name
Then into Troas at Mysia
We find it
Hearing me from His holy hill
Save me, O my God.....
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