Magdala

Magdala
9-28-18

In the Greek our Apollimi
Sin of the week and more baloney out of regional Sidon and Tyre
And still you resist as still you harden your heart
As to pardon the horse and her cart trying too hard to do my own part
So what's it going to be today
So you say, "I don't know"
And are answered with, "O, yea and nay, wrong answer"
Back to the region of Magdala
God looks upon what one could yet but become
And such is my meat to do His will and not to spill nor kill
Look how my brother works in Apollumi
Seven and a few little fish as the diagnosis
Of the heart of man
By waves and waves of peacefulness
My story of midlife.....





Nose Bigger Than My Palate
9-28-18

Nose bigger than my palate
O, racket and O, mallet
The waiting is the hardest part
Given a taste of patience last night I cried Abba Father please stop
And so it happens again
Nice to get away from it for a little while
It's a wonder I knew not thunder
For spoil and plunder
Drawing near to Him by his mouth
All for our Syro-Phonecian
You all are invited when it is evening
You say, nice display as never again to betray
O how it makes us shudder
But who's we up in our tree
Giving it to the multitude
That's all he wrote....






Camel And Gnat
9-28-18

Usual pattern back to the grind
The last thing I want is more of mind
God, please be kind
And be not just a trinket around my neck
O, what the heck
On the way leading us through the churchyard
Near to me and my mouth smelling like a chimney
As children's bread is tossed to little dogs sitting like an angel
As to write this song it could be worse
Text reads madman in Grimm's fairy stories and more perfections
In its glories as to learn what shuddering is
O, write on for the bite almost gone
O, beware the leaven of bread piling up on our southeast corner
As to lose my blues
O, you of little faith as to travel far
All in this one
Dear, sole obsession
As to swallow a camel and strain a gnat....





Pseudo Lame
9-28-18

I don't see what the ruin is
In all of that crazy biz
As you made me lonely but I have no one to blame
For the near-shame in this wicked game and pseudo lame
And I'm lonely but I never get bored with the world right before us
It's time to go all raring as dreams are lightning and thunder desire trying
To get used to going without it up till the last minute as cooled in heaven
Power to you making her a poster up in puzzle pieces
And I've been rambling on for the sphere of my Christian profession
Dying to put a stop to it
Who do you say that I am
In lesser and latter known tales
As to triumph over evil and just two more cups before I go
Turn, turn!







On Matthew 16:17
9-28-18

As to be but managed in keeping circuits clean
Of all sediment for hobo intrusion ten times
When it rends you
Two more cups
Blessed art thou Simon-Barjona
If I have been unkind
I hope that you can just let it go
As one to earn ones bread like a beast with its horn
And when I return a million surprises
Put it behind you, please
Trying to remember no such ado
Of when I was ten years younger
Seeming to have presided in late lady's mirror
I see myself much clearer like fishes that change gender
As to not be apt to please everyone
Feeling like turning into gold
O, the things of men
We try to pull our way on through
Indeed if it could be managed
As soldiers come around to it.....

7-up

Seven-up In Pompey
9-28-18

Redirecting it away as to be selecting it and keep it at bay
O how the morning breaks me
My O my is all it takes and O, how the shadows flee
All for the Cherokee as clouds of error fade in and out
As emerald and Jade nothing more to doubt
And a trip back to the lieu
I would if I were you all in Bakley Pratt and where it's at far from fat
As Majestic rises one body fits all sizes
Please no more surprises going to them in the highest time
To start getting ready to go
Yea, the time is now and I care not why
So I repeat the how all in the daughter of Herodias
And seven-up in Pompey......






Aspect (Hasten Not)
9-28-18

What will I say to God on the judgement seat
when it may as well be right now
Plotting the murder of Salome back to where the ponies roam
So they all ate and were filled and again so I am skilled as it is
When it's still sweet and hot as to provide a fresh caress and I taste of it again
As chastening doth repair
Did I bring something else to the table
Anything sounds good as fire in the morning
As to explain that I am mad loving to say that I've earned it
As to heed rebirth to this very place
O, send the multitude and indulge in all kinds of foods
All in Richard Warring
The lion inside is roaring
O, little Borrit would you be against us or for it
Go not too soon as the enlightening aspect of our moon.....






Cathedral (All Peace)
9-28-18

Already murmuring that it seems cold
All for dreams young and old
Too early for that
Too late for this
"All that heaven will allow"
It's a song you won't want to miss
And a quarter in Canaan yet grimacing
Easy to forget the five thousand fed not much more
To regret all that are read for the fragments that remain for loaves and two fishes
Soon about to go viral in public as home at Gad's hill
Close enough for comfort sensible and sharp for tuna day and carp
You would never believe me as to but deceive me
Soon to bridle all passions
O, lost sheep of the house
God have me to have a good weekend
"All peace", so crieth our cathedral....

sacrament

Sacrament
9-28-18

Lazing in the lane of my latest craze
And such is three in the morning
Playing in my own maze on the go
O, terrible mindfulness
O, shame, our sure people
All for the sake wherein Jesus knows
As Zion rears us back to where the ponies roam
By cellophane and styrofoam as published in Salt Lake City
Get out of town so says the devil
And it is quite pretty still a latter-day-saints far as if it were my football team
Could it be a dream
O, could it be as attained as synonymous
Wherein part of me wants to go back
O, patriotic this sacrament
Still growing as to what it could have meant
As still I fail to repent....






As Presented (Musically Inclined)
9-28-18

I always prefer the reflection over the main thing
Yea, technically they can and I ask myself how did I pull that one off
And all I know to say is, "I just did"
Treble and unbeliever always thinking the worst case
On my windowsill another vase just call me Jase
In the first presidency prepare offering praises
Just follow through in that your den is the fruit of the real musick
Spelled with a 'k'
Answering with a blessing upon our heads
Still taking down names allowing such an awareness
Airing out our Ford by doubt given but garrilous back in '83
I just do me as far as the dimness of eyes can see
Musically inclined.....






I Thought Better Of It
9-28-18

This month I have many idols for book covers
And, "take a look"covers silent and corosive blessing
To the me that is to be
Do you see me stare into space as to spite my nose
And write out Grace and so I thought better of it
Still is a common phrase for horror fiction if you know what I mean
God cover me today in awe and reverence in great spirituality and devotion
As so the river flows north to another ocean
O sing as you tell and do your thing with fresh oil
Yet impudent let us memorize and plunder as to mesmerize
For the fire we were thrice under.....

it just is

It Just Is
9-28-18

O, what have I to gain in this
In that of pain following again ones bliss
Shift back into first gear
And turn it all over to Jesus
And be wary of how you mention it
As Herod heard and Tetrarch had seen
I really thought that the book was beginning to work for me
Like laughter to lurk for me
O, Herod the great from here on out
It's both love and hate
This raises the experience we have had anything or auto-pilot
As it needs not be sad as to be compulsively readable
In a sense of dissatisfaction for pesos and pence
In over the edge again by this dedication
As still I pilfer and purloin
Call it new discovery
In limb and loin this or not
It just is!





Five Thousand Fed
9-28-18

All in the reliable remedy
All for rambunctious Gaffney glorious and atmospheric
Keep up with your work so says the devil
Or could it be the truth O could it be?
In the ship fever of Barnett
All for the fix all again just for a cigarette
All in disappearing fragile framer in Aglio flames
Wondering how I can apply it to life
As to take myself to wife against the backdrop of history
All for the main cash crop for mystery
All in transubstantiation blisters bring them a tear
To but be as one to reach the sun
Then again on the run of bramble berries
And heart Levi make a new start....






Repeat Reevaluation
9-28-18

These pages thicker in Peavere Smith
And someone to mess with
And as well in on Batin Guard as one to come to understand as constricted
To our Metropolis
You're not fooling anyone
Not even our disappearing bounty
The damage has been done all in Schulman
Our pensionist and words flowery and beautiful
Hourly the countdown
All for the friction of German afternoons
No such misnomer among our loony tunes
Then I go racing, dancing and romancing
As so we persevere in itself driving straight into it
There she waits but it doesn't have to be dramatic
As in inevitability fade as to wallow and wade in all that God has made.....






Altogether Vanity
9-28-18

Given another fresh double A
Yea or nay what do you have to say
As to be the maddest soul on the block
Caught in a long detour as as the song is sore
As we will sing of Zion for sure peace
Jesus knows this
Keep it high as you mention such
And let's keep in touch all in utterances
Arriving at new biological hypothesis soon back down on my knees
That we might smile upon all of our foes
Love once more and lover of all the earth
O, whose to blame to another mother
And her rebirth as to mention it in the year of '07
Keep the peace today and you will find heaven
And at His best state altogether vanity.....

alliteration

Pseudo Alliteration
9-27-18

Given Fanshake for financial security manifesting itself everywhere
As to foster friendship in Sophia and in Franklin
For the pseudo alliteration in this attending Bowdoin bleeding backwards
Particularly in nature on the shore of Sebago back in Salem, Massechusetts
How will we contend with horses as books emerge in shoe shine our fine line
For the peaks and its formation
Calling it the mystery of Cohen and Prine
By the favorite folk artists so far
As takes are gathered together and burned that we might have treasure today
And I will but prevail one body together with Gentiles to be delivered
And one more quick fix for the books....






Healing It In Gennesaret
9-27-18

O, crimson epistle thicket and thistle
Boscovs today and brambles at the end of my own epoch
For train tracks trodden upon truly
And more reasons to press on where separatists want reform
And I've forgotten that it was only Thursday calling itself the mystery of all sciences of history
As instructed knowing my sizes not as final in the visit
I'd do it all again just as well in Daughter Salome of our main gnome
On the fourth watch for salad bars forever offered by the forces of fate
Departing from there by boat kicking at a trashcan in Heron Antipus
So you ate and were filled no more too late as in love skilled
On the fourth watch of three to six
As true love has its way.....





On Matthew 14:20
9-27-18

Snowman back up and lit
In his illumination all for life all fit
Working around this vengeance bring them here to me
O, ye of little faith our satisfying treat of a book
Just come on home
It is lawful for you to feel welcome at Bookends
Defying expectation and the coming of the caravan
Like the wings of the dove in Bantam Classics and another stagecoach
Don't forget about the porkchops
O, my whose heart bouncing around as to be clean again and again
And to be born anew afresh where nothing will be impossible
Whistling and fishing in the heavens as to reveal the deepening in Charles Dickens
Hello again, captain
Fragments remain....

quagmire

Quagmire
9-27-18

In the qaudrangle I get the cheap brand instead of the Wranglers
In yet a vacancy in Fletcher for tyrants all kings cleft by a crooked crack
Including reptiles explanatory notes as to polish their medals for the overview
Of key themes and rich make them what is it buck but another Metropolis
In Vivian tableaus as the final collection is applied for declines
On the Chapel Street eight lanes wide
Let's make the morning last for a mute reminder
Taking up Gaffney imaginative and atmospheric evoking a world of hidden marvels
In electronic eyelids biding the combination for horse cages and street whacking
Let 'em stay Stephen
Count it up quite frank....






At Gar's Hill
9-27-18

Just then the phone rang
As the dial tone sang for a bone pang
Under the Baltimore sun I meet you on the run in tales of New York
Pure bliss in bows and in chalice
As for the souls of Allen and Alice
All for the rainbow
Loving it in my field
We've got to get on with it
And never mind the sign that reads, "Yield"
Satisfyingly complex as to complicate the task
And hide behind another mask
Now you're cooking with oil
As we cast them out of the furnace as so teeth grind no longer
Now that my jaw is stronger so it will be at the end of the age
All among Granny's man halted singing behind bridges
Born in Pourtsea as the second of the eight sons
Stick to your guns in Hogarth back to Marshalsea







Accretion Revisited
9-27-18

As we quite wisely disagree for terms that evaporate
For the feelings of the text in fatality and fever
Where many knicks offend as to but defend
Choosing Chuzzlewit as less so to just say no to Hogarth
And to say, O yea, unforgettable
May us draw the line upon Cohen and Prine
O, young immigrant the machines do most of the work
Fraught with suspense for clusters dense and sixpence
Preparing it for presentation
We've come this far and there's no turning back
As it calls itself a mystery in a falling in and out of bridges built and burned
In the literary page turned brawny and old school
Call no man fool fared by accretion......





My Own Metropolis
9-27-18

Wardrobe window shopping is not life threatening
Of wishes sour and blissful hours accompanied by the sober altogether
We're not alone engaged with history in San Jose Mercury and our epic journey
God have me to go through with it
During its fulfillment still reading it for recreation
As so it will be the end of the age
Just turn the page standing by peaceful mists
And no such closed fists
Given a pair of virtual sunglasses to see clearer
All oxen, rams and asses
Being as one to give it back
Where humidity amazes the snowman
Let both grow together until the harvest in tundanetal hard times
In the buyer yea our sinner turning out to be the winner
As so the tares are gathered......

Americanthation

Americanthation
9-26-18

Driving my English teacher half insane and three quarters mad
In our Americanization in its own artistic tradition as it happen
This a way for European models attaining a last frontier
Time to get a move on pinching it our of the Skivvy's room
As I take my sweet truth with me to the tomb
Lead us not into temptation
Life has been kind so far than what it is
Buck not to unlearn my truth of lyrics as sure as a hockey puck
As to break the news to us gently towards a blunt cape adorned in new paganism
Not taken in the books
Time to get a move on so says my shadow
Keeping precooked sentiments for Malachi
Fees free to ask why....





Moment Of Silence
9-26-18

Hey take that hook and bait it
Don't need to hate it in Hawthorne
O, crimson epistle
O, the mockery of it up in Dottyville one herd to spare Onalalos
They halted looking toward the blunt care as the air is still coming in
For the kill of another secret code such as this
Wiping again ones razorblade ten miles away from here and now
In twice-told tales lead us not into temptation
If Wilde were only acing to tell it like it is
All in Fanshawe as followers of the transcendentalist way of life
Particularly in nature by the rage of Calibar keep vigilant above uninvited guests
In our cracked looking glass selling Jalep to Zulus and to the oxychap
And soon time to go.....







Omphalos
9-26-18

Awesome and reckoning
Let's invite them over again
Welcome to Chincotogue for the air to flash the things
We talk it over still leapfrogging in young shouts of moneyed voices
They halted as food is preserved while salted
Looking towards the blunt Cape of Bray Head
O, as darling feel it as the days are sufficient to be as for the dragnet
I'll be right here to hold you in Skivvy's room from peering eyes
Just enjoy your last two cups of coffee
At least for now
Yea, just sit there and sip and sup
To ourselves new hedonism Omphalous as I forgive and forget and move on
And no more turn aside and brood upon love's bitter mystery
Just sit there and pray without ceasing.....