Prefatory
3-21-18
Wanting to find out what I already know
Of light laughter thrice profound
Where I dive like a bird in the haze
In that today it's bust in matters prefatory
He rules lands on all sides
And I scribble these words for the cause of our freak snowstorm
Hoping to get out tomorrow to get what I want and need
For abundance of revelation
No answer should not be too hard to accept
Yea, nay or wait
What today will be my fate
In the sound of the things I say today
again it is bust for Beowulf with tribute and disobedience
As blood comes flowing forth like winds from magnetic north
The weather is of God's manifestation of what He can do.....
Sunday, June 10, 2018
Saturday, June 9, 2018
Zeezrom
Zeezrom
3-20-18
Good God, yea and nay for a ton of hay
Come what may two day delay
As to divide the prey in two parts already evaporated
In the booty of our men of war
One soul of five hundred
O levy a tribute for beeves and sheep
One cannot delve that deep
One portion of fifty and another passage nifty
Good to see that you're still around
Amongst Zeezrom and our associates as acquaintence
Knowing even as we know
Now soon to turn it over and surrender all arms
Where the mysteries can only be received of the faithful
Good Lord, God is good!
Concession
3-21-18
Letting the apartment stink for awhile
Until further notice
What will be found but answers
One hour at it again
Unto the first circle of existence of necessity and in distress
Greeting Maley Hopkins by the narrow way
Let each one remain in the same calling of sins appalling
If made free rather use it
If the blind can see don't abuse it
No more can I expect now save what is warranted
Setting in motion the emotion of the ocean
On the deepest layer of myself and God in me
In the same calling of which one is called
In that I am the question yet to ask
It was a lark from behind my mark
I say this as a concession.....
I Am The Question
3-21-18
So we used to say it just doesn't matter
Just another joke over a long toke
As to remain even as I am
Wake up now
This is the time you've been waiting for
I don't care how
At least you can still get out the door
And whoever Kearny of a cat with eighty-one lives
But one with a good name
Round and round I go and go
Where Paul is departing in substance
As we can know it
And that farmer doth but grow it
Inviting and incitingly Alma speaks to Zeezrom
As restored to its proper form
By ambassadors of early morning fixes
Not a hair on ones head lost
All by this consciousness of rues and regrets
In that I am the question....
Greet Zeezrom
3-21-18
Second day of spring
And a freak snowstorm on our hands
Today I just do my thing and the good Lord Jesus understands
Now this is the plan of the Savior for me to take up the pen
Yet to abide in my lion's den
That He might encircle you about
Dancing within my truest self a dance of victory this morning
To bring myself into subjection and Alma speaks to Zeezrom about it
Telling us to not doubt it while in secret just lying there pining
And I would that you should remember how good it was to get through December
Aware of many cameras smile new and bring hope to those in their doubts
For clouds of eider down
Even Jesus needed to pray
And we earn our crown.....
3-20-18
Good God, yea and nay for a ton of hay
Come what may two day delay
As to divide the prey in two parts already evaporated
In the booty of our men of war
One soul of five hundred
O levy a tribute for beeves and sheep
One cannot delve that deep
One portion of fifty and another passage nifty
Good to see that you're still around
Amongst Zeezrom and our associates as acquaintence
Knowing even as we know
Now soon to turn it over and surrender all arms
Where the mysteries can only be received of the faithful
Good Lord, God is good!
Concession
3-21-18
Letting the apartment stink for awhile
Until further notice
What will be found but answers
One hour at it again
Unto the first circle of existence of necessity and in distress
Greeting Maley Hopkins by the narrow way
Let each one remain in the same calling of sins appalling
If made free rather use it
If the blind can see don't abuse it
No more can I expect now save what is warranted
Setting in motion the emotion of the ocean
On the deepest layer of myself and God in me
In the same calling of which one is called
In that I am the question yet to ask
It was a lark from behind my mark
I say this as a concession.....
I Am The Question
3-21-18
So we used to say it just doesn't matter
Just another joke over a long toke
As to remain even as I am
Wake up now
This is the time you've been waiting for
I don't care how
At least you can still get out the door
And whoever Kearny of a cat with eighty-one lives
But one with a good name
Round and round I go and go
Where Paul is departing in substance
As we can know it
And that farmer doth but grow it
Inviting and incitingly Alma speaks to Zeezrom
As restored to its proper form
By ambassadors of early morning fixes
Not a hair on ones head lost
All by this consciousness of rues and regrets
In that I am the question....
Greet Zeezrom
3-21-18
Second day of spring
And a freak snowstorm on our hands
Today I just do my thing and the good Lord Jesus understands
Now this is the plan of the Savior for me to take up the pen
Yet to abide in my lion's den
That He might encircle you about
Dancing within my truest self a dance of victory this morning
To bring myself into subjection and Alma speaks to Zeezrom about it
Telling us to not doubt it while in secret just lying there pining
And I would that you should remember how good it was to get through December
Aware of many cameras smile new and bring hope to those in their doubts
For clouds of eider down
Even Jesus needed to pray
And we earn our crown.....
gnash
Gnash
3-20-18
I had no idea of what I was facing up to
Save the fact of here and now with a new dawn of inner light
Enjoy your days off and never mind the conecasts of baline eroded
With meat today I'm learned as impassioned
Shake it for our Arroyo but not too hard of course
And stream and three packs remain
As to convoke wisps of smoke as Laodicean as can but be
O, just be lukewarm and indifferent still servile and laborious
In our gnashing of teeth next Thursday
Two more fillings
Fret not of evildoers including us all
Stand fast and stand tall
Human but not as hypocrites
As in rage and pain we gnash.....
Abrade
3-20-18
Looking for Hopkins
To see what he has written
Until someone digs us out
And we will soon be cut down as choice cedars
Enjoy good food today and later on get some rest
As Jerry gets me through the remnants of winter still upon us
Like grass and green herb
Delight in the Lord regardless and stay with it
No damage done by mariner caulkers and sharp tongues of talkers
In the seventh month on the first day a holy convocation
To do no servile work for the offering as to abrade
And mind not this charade
Quite creaky a tin pail leaky and run down and dilapitated
As again cheated and restored
I never get bored
And God never ceases to astound me
O, shipmaster know no such disaster....
No Planes (In Scripture)
3-20-18
As to creak sharp
As to leak out our carp
Drinks are on the house today in my collection of quotes
I never live up to
Playing almost all the instrumental parts of the first solo album
Jerry pulls it off again for me
And I am captivated by the wheel in all we feel
Singing true and real
O, shipmaster may we know no more disaster
Under bond and much obliged as I disallow and forbid
For you aren't going anywhere of more effect
Save the knowledge of another free for all
And the devil gets his way
At least until the month of May
O, pilot guide and leader in the tense of handling ropes
And today good eating and deficating
What more can I expect of God now?
On Numbers 31:16
3-20-18
Of Kreutzer sonatas
We can know one thing as to stay safe today
And tomorrow all men cannot receive these sayings
Save those with ears to hear
I've got the notion that we're still at sea
Blind enough to but proceed
For want confused with the need
Back to his book looking out his window
Experiencing nothing but the good stuff
Wherever our eyes met broken off yet grafted in again
She wouldn't dance with another as self and soul loaded shelf my goal
Amongst Evi and Regem where males are tame and captive
And all is vanity for all that abide by fire for this street choir
Burning cities and goodly castles wroth with heads over thousands
Of souls and selves amongst Hum and Rosa....
3-20-18
I had no idea of what I was facing up to
Save the fact of here and now with a new dawn of inner light
Enjoy your days off and never mind the conecasts of baline eroded
With meat today I'm learned as impassioned
Shake it for our Arroyo but not too hard of course
And stream and three packs remain
As to convoke wisps of smoke as Laodicean as can but be
O, just be lukewarm and indifferent still servile and laborious
In our gnashing of teeth next Thursday
Two more fillings
Fret not of evildoers including us all
Stand fast and stand tall
Human but not as hypocrites
As in rage and pain we gnash.....
Abrade
3-20-18
Looking for Hopkins
To see what he has written
Until someone digs us out
And we will soon be cut down as choice cedars
Enjoy good food today and later on get some rest
As Jerry gets me through the remnants of winter still upon us
Like grass and green herb
Delight in the Lord regardless and stay with it
No damage done by mariner caulkers and sharp tongues of talkers
In the seventh month on the first day a holy convocation
To do no servile work for the offering as to abrade
And mind not this charade
Quite creaky a tin pail leaky and run down and dilapitated
As again cheated and restored
I never get bored
And God never ceases to astound me
O, shipmaster know no such disaster....
No Planes (In Scripture)
3-20-18
As to creak sharp
As to leak out our carp
Drinks are on the house today in my collection of quotes
I never live up to
Playing almost all the instrumental parts of the first solo album
Jerry pulls it off again for me
And I am captivated by the wheel in all we feel
Singing true and real
O, shipmaster may we know no more disaster
Under bond and much obliged as I disallow and forbid
For you aren't going anywhere of more effect
Save the knowledge of another free for all
And the devil gets his way
At least until the month of May
O, pilot guide and leader in the tense of handling ropes
And today good eating and deficating
What more can I expect of God now?
On Numbers 31:16
3-20-18
Of Kreutzer sonatas
We can know one thing as to stay safe today
And tomorrow all men cannot receive these sayings
Save those with ears to hear
I've got the notion that we're still at sea
Blind enough to but proceed
For want confused with the need
Back to his book looking out his window
Experiencing nothing but the good stuff
Wherever our eyes met broken off yet grafted in again
She wouldn't dance with another as self and soul loaded shelf my goal
Amongst Evi and Regem where males are tame and captive
And all is vanity for all that abide by fire for this street choir
Burning cities and goodly castles wroth with heads over thousands
Of souls and selves amongst Hum and Rosa....
Friday, June 8, 2018
gulch
Gulch
3-20-18
Lousy start on this first day of spring
I just do my thing
As to build character and stare at it all my day
Of chains and fetters wondering what to choose win or lose
Soon I can use a snooze
Casting lots to make a decision as to hamper
As to mongrelize evocatie of Scripture
Still compsing lonesome blues for a day or two
As to expurgate for record depths we plunge as to bowdlerize
Going nowhere but right here and now
We'll live with it mixed and intermediate
And you know why on another day for the Grateful Dead
That says, "Hey yea don't give up and don't cry now
Of ravine steep-sided
Where stars have collided torrential.....
3-20-18
Lousy start on this first day of spring
I just do my thing
As to build character and stare at it all my day
Of chains and fetters wondering what to choose win or lose
Soon I can use a snooze
Casting lots to make a decision as to hamper
As to mongrelize evocatie of Scripture
Still compsing lonesome blues for a day or two
As to expurgate for record depths we plunge as to bowdlerize
Going nowhere but right here and now
We'll live with it mixed and intermediate
And you know why on another day for the Grateful Dead
That says, "Hey yea don't give up and don't cry now
Of ravine steep-sided
Where stars have collided torrential.....
discoid
Discoid
3-20-18
As Phinehas takes the javelin in hand
In sporting events I come to understand
Giving it this life
On the first day of spring
If you don't understand it turn to the Spirit that lives on
And I hope I can go there today to see you all for the hedgerow
All things are made new but I have no idea how I made it this far
But of Spirit and consistencies as the Lord liveth
A little bit of faith goes a long way like a mustard seed
As it blossoms it will be the greatest of all herbs
For love in action verbs
Perhaps it is a no go but God be praised
Sometimes too many books for sound study space
Of Aster composite and another deposit
Discoid and without rays
Earth opens her mouth....
Urim
3-20-18
As to radiate from the center
I have no option but for today take care of things at home
For our form of a disc flat and circular
Fifteen dollars an archive
Under mitosis in our chromatin
I am yet but idle for centrosome
Our small region and serious issues to address
With ones cytoplasm for all daughters of Zelophelad
Some say they wish to know
But we better leave those things alone
Our gift from the muses as one swindled of all security
Still skeptical of the lineage of Joseph at the chime of eight
Going along with Milcah and Tizrah given thine inheritance
In universal gardens and a thousand pardons
O, give them charge as to encumber
Seeing the land I give away for free
As I but impede
Into the full circle
Of Urim....
Abridged
3-20-18
Casting lots for everlasting hots
For that which is yet unattainable where questions lie
Time is time for Thummim to determine God's will
For the life today lost and found again
Call you later
I know only that I've had it up to here
What more can I expect in a want to stray a little further
And waste no more time on nonessentials
As to curtail the guard of companionship into the deepest layer of myself
And a sad grapefruit for a line of my opening door at the congregation
I have much to share in Jesus casting lots....
3-20-18
As Phinehas takes the javelin in hand
In sporting events I come to understand
Giving it this life
On the first day of spring
If you don't understand it turn to the Spirit that lives on
And I hope I can go there today to see you all for the hedgerow
All things are made new but I have no idea how I made it this far
But of Spirit and consistencies as the Lord liveth
A little bit of faith goes a long way like a mustard seed
As it blossoms it will be the greatest of all herbs
For love in action verbs
Perhaps it is a no go but God be praised
Sometimes too many books for sound study space
Of Aster composite and another deposit
Discoid and without rays
Earth opens her mouth....
Urim
3-20-18
As to radiate from the center
I have no option but for today take care of things at home
For our form of a disc flat and circular
Fifteen dollars an archive
Under mitosis in our chromatin
I am yet but idle for centrosome
Our small region and serious issues to address
With ones cytoplasm for all daughters of Zelophelad
Some say they wish to know
But we better leave those things alone
Our gift from the muses as one swindled of all security
Still skeptical of the lineage of Joseph at the chime of eight
Going along with Milcah and Tizrah given thine inheritance
In universal gardens and a thousand pardons
O, give them charge as to encumber
Seeing the land I give away for free
As I but impede
Into the full circle
Of Urim....
Abridged
3-20-18
Casting lots for everlasting hots
For that which is yet unattainable where questions lie
Time is time for Thummim to determine God's will
For the life today lost and found again
Call you later
I know only that I've had it up to here
What more can I expect in a want to stray a little further
And waste no more time on nonessentials
As to curtail the guard of companionship into the deepest layer of myself
And a sad grapefruit for a line of my opening door at the congregation
I have much to share in Jesus casting lots....
harden
I Did Harden My Heart
3-20-18
Taking in the view
Seeing there is no offering plate and no pew
And this is reality right before my eyes
Be not conformed O says my pride
And I'm only along for the ride
Hey me, can you help
I, O, to the single it is commanded to hold still
As to mingle and no more spill
Who's out there but a shadow
It doesn't look like a missionary all for truth decay
All for apostolic advice and everything naughty and nice
I captivity of vice for a scepter out of Israel
I did it again to fulfill all atonement of this redemption
Making amends in hopes to stay safe today
As Lehi descended and Amulek recounts soon
Time to face up to it and get myself in order
Please, no more surprises....
Painting White Walls Black
3-20-18
Seeing it darker than ebony
A fire rages in my heart by way of conflagration
To see the distance of the Nile
Soon in need of a break in the presence of the Word
Call it chicken scratch until I post it
But not boast it as to toast it
O, lign aloe see it whiter than ivory
As to fill ambassadorship for a revelation
Is it snowing yet as to awaken to this magic
We are human after all wanting it all for myself
As birds announce the dawn
One more break, my bad
As one to confer and confirm it
Can you hear me where it happens in the water
By the prayers of the righteous and wicked
We will but sustain and maintain
We cry in knowing
There is no going back....
Agag
3-20-18
For behold
It never gets old bought and sold
In from the cold as thrice bereft yet joyous
I thought I was big and bad but I was only good and small
As in Christ I stand tall making whispering vows again
Only to take up the pen now and then
Hold your breath and count to ten
See the intervention
We're not about to break in a fine line
I got through another wicked one
And this morning I rejoice in my survival
In constant letting go's and hanging on
Smiting Moab as to destroy Sheth for the scepter of the faith
Seeking higher ground like an eagle perched upon a high branch
This morning Agag to be exalted....
On Numbers 25:17
3-20-18
Against Balaam and for ourselves
Covering today my own ground
Where's the love in this?
For a star out of Jacob and eleven others amid the bright shining moon
On the coasts of Chittim as to afflict Asshur
I'm never going back I say but it's too late
I already started it back into Baalpeor
Cutting it close today but at least I'm cutting something
Knowing the peace that transcends all understanding
Greeting our Midianitish ladies in remembering the eighties
Looks like a yes go
O, what do I look for
But another good day
As to find out how we differ
But O so much the same
Call her Cozbi and smile for the camera
In Zur for sure
As to vex the Midianites.....
3-20-18
Taking in the view
Seeing there is no offering plate and no pew
And this is reality right before my eyes
Be not conformed O says my pride
And I'm only along for the ride
Hey me, can you help
I, O, to the single it is commanded to hold still
As to mingle and no more spill
Who's out there but a shadow
It doesn't look like a missionary all for truth decay
All for apostolic advice and everything naughty and nice
I captivity of vice for a scepter out of Israel
I did it again to fulfill all atonement of this redemption
Making amends in hopes to stay safe today
As Lehi descended and Amulek recounts soon
Time to face up to it and get myself in order
Please, no more surprises....
Painting White Walls Black
3-20-18
Seeing it darker than ebony
A fire rages in my heart by way of conflagration
To see the distance of the Nile
Soon in need of a break in the presence of the Word
Call it chicken scratch until I post it
But not boast it as to toast it
O, lign aloe see it whiter than ivory
As to fill ambassadorship for a revelation
Is it snowing yet as to awaken to this magic
We are human after all wanting it all for myself
As birds announce the dawn
One more break, my bad
As one to confer and confirm it
Can you hear me where it happens in the water
By the prayers of the righteous and wicked
We will but sustain and maintain
We cry in knowing
There is no going back....
Agag
3-20-18
For behold
It never gets old bought and sold
In from the cold as thrice bereft yet joyous
I thought I was big and bad but I was only good and small
As in Christ I stand tall making whispering vows again
Only to take up the pen now and then
Hold your breath and count to ten
See the intervention
We're not about to break in a fine line
I got through another wicked one
And this morning I rejoice in my survival
In constant letting go's and hanging on
Smiting Moab as to destroy Sheth for the scepter of the faith
Seeking higher ground like an eagle perched upon a high branch
This morning Agag to be exalted....
On Numbers 25:17
3-20-18
Against Balaam and for ourselves
Covering today my own ground
Where's the love in this?
For a star out of Jacob and eleven others amid the bright shining moon
On the coasts of Chittim as to afflict Asshur
I'm never going back I say but it's too late
I already started it back into Baalpeor
Cutting it close today but at least I'm cutting something
Knowing the peace that transcends all understanding
Greeting our Midianitish ladies in remembering the eighties
Looks like a yes go
O, what do I look for
But another good day
As to find out how we differ
But O so much the same
Call her Cozbi and smile for the camera
In Zur for sure
As to vex the Midianites.....
killocalorie
Killocalorie
3-20-18
In Canaan cane back in Kirjathizoch kill
Is it snowing yet
She inquires inside of me
Needing all the calories I can but consume
Arranging a similar opportunity to take the challenge
And hope for the best
O, baby blue and glad greed
Where thoughts come about by actions
Across the fields of Zophim to the top of Pisgah
For ashes and kelp like sashes that needed help
For wisdom by sacrifice in confused reverie
And conversation that kills
And four the Joul of Newton
We strive expressing heat output
Giving the walls another chance to serve and protect
So be it, violent rage in ones silent cage
For a mass of one killogram
Not just another scam....
Choosing Joy
3-20-18
Having fully ceased to but interpret
As so yesterday he peaced
And today we face the grind
For a weight on my mind for units of force
As to saddle up ones red horse
And riding upon him was life
Expressing heat output casually cosmical carefree with cadence
Towards Peor on our way back into Jeshimon
Loving the language of the Lord
And the Ghost will come upon us
And teach us a few lessons about love itself
Of the universe regarded and at the bars I still get carded
Only in my dreams of going there for the characteristic of phenonema
Of the composite of lign aloes and cedar trees beside the waters.....
Ionic
3-20-18
Some say you need to ask for it
But be careful what you wish for
Going away this weekend
I take all of the nurturing I can get
For mundane messages of mandolins blurry on the edges
The sap tastes sweet but it sticks
In order and harmony making my way back to the cosmos
Who's going to show the newcomer the ropes
O, what will be found in going that extra round
I have stolen
I have lied and cheated
Now that I'm comfortably seated
And pride says,"This is no concern of yours"
For volutes of acanthus take the time and get the job done
Done proud composite and prime plural and singular
Difference and sum no longer numb...
Circumcision Is Nothing
3-20-18
For the sleep of reason full of devils
And the vigilance of dreams meet us on many other levels
I don't want to go there anymore
But I tag along willingly giving it another chance
Of penance and that same old dance
O, warm passage I need to reach out to someone today
By the masque of the red death and green life and orange haze
Of smoke rising in leaves and their architecture by conjecture
Designating one of five classical orders yet transverse and end-blown
Our fife for my very life and for fluglehorn and no such strife
In weightier matters
Hello again, Susanne
But it doesn't really work that way when I'm slipping
And tripping and double dipping....
3-20-18
In Canaan cane back in Kirjathizoch kill
Is it snowing yet
She inquires inside of me
Needing all the calories I can but consume
Arranging a similar opportunity to take the challenge
And hope for the best
O, baby blue and glad greed
Where thoughts come about by actions
Across the fields of Zophim to the top of Pisgah
For ashes and kelp like sashes that needed help
For wisdom by sacrifice in confused reverie
And conversation that kills
And four the Joul of Newton
We strive expressing heat output
Giving the walls another chance to serve and protect
So be it, violent rage in ones silent cage
For a mass of one killogram
Not just another scam....
Choosing Joy
3-20-18
Having fully ceased to but interpret
As so yesterday he peaced
And today we face the grind
For a weight on my mind for units of force
As to saddle up ones red horse
And riding upon him was life
Expressing heat output casually cosmical carefree with cadence
Towards Peor on our way back into Jeshimon
Loving the language of the Lord
And the Ghost will come upon us
And teach us a few lessons about love itself
Of the universe regarded and at the bars I still get carded
Only in my dreams of going there for the characteristic of phenonema
Of the composite of lign aloes and cedar trees beside the waters.....
Ionic
3-20-18
Some say you need to ask for it
But be careful what you wish for
Going away this weekend
I take all of the nurturing I can get
For mundane messages of mandolins blurry on the edges
The sap tastes sweet but it sticks
In order and harmony making my way back to the cosmos
Who's going to show the newcomer the ropes
O, what will be found in going that extra round
I have stolen
I have lied and cheated
Now that I'm comfortably seated
And pride says,"This is no concern of yours"
For volutes of acanthus take the time and get the job done
Done proud composite and prime plural and singular
Difference and sum no longer numb...
Circumcision Is Nothing
3-20-18
For the sleep of reason full of devils
And the vigilance of dreams meet us on many other levels
I don't want to go there anymore
But I tag along willingly giving it another chance
Of penance and that same old dance
O, warm passage I need to reach out to someone today
By the masque of the red death and green life and orange haze
Of smoke rising in leaves and their architecture by conjecture
Designating one of five classical orders yet transverse and end-blown
Our fife for my very life and for fluglehorn and no such strife
In weightier matters
Hello again, Susanne
But it doesn't really work that way when I'm slipping
And tripping and double dipping....
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