Annarel

 Annarel 

7-10-20

What if it stains raining what if's 

Having glutton long ago

Can we down gun your rose 

Gather up trust fresh of dust 

Where I was mooning and according to all in search of you 

Do I sit in even down fashioned 

For tie barefoot Bonnies of clay 

Cheerily then to run monitors of silence tomorrow 

Back in access and why not take Ere to the valley 

As it passes on near gladness and novelties 

And pray more than just an experiment 

Growing comet leaf quick and thorough 

In the Kingdom by the sea 

At last set free just being me 

For Annarel Lee....

 

glutton

 Glutton Long Ago

7-11-20

Calling Carl Schmirt 

Ready to get with it 

Seeing this as an improvement 

From where I come 

By the death of the snare drum marking 

Mainly noble for would stained glass 

Where we have crass all in the furrows 

Looking smeared as moveless arid dank as our scinilating spark 

Setback only in my head for crowns in the twined clementine limbs 

For sundish candles remembering the fools for our fresh baptism 

Introducing the shilling around dues of you's 

Leaving still just how to come and look about....

Annare

Stegenga

 Stegenga 

7-11-20

Getting my green leaf for crowns in twisted vineyards 

Ere it passes in treacherous sands of sin 

So we can claim to win 

Soon time to hit the road again 

Thou could but know as joy strung quarrels in Mother 

This weekend getting my redleaf come September 

Sage or master 

Turn the race on 

Disaster all your ones decline 

Acts not compelling 

Sage or maker turn to our page on disaster 

Shunning the lie of violence all for his Stegenga.....

Ronnelley 

7-11-20

Dear Savior gave His all 

While the serpent is still casting gall 

As to its contemporaries 

For Henry Shaw genius stained in a new environment 

For the fairies of Christ's shattered 

All for hopes of our hereafter 

For power publications in a plane 

Where all I can do is pretend 

As Van Morrison sings this is the end

Back to Mineola for love incorporated 

Shouting their optical illusions in His Stegma in an R.R. Donnalley 

In the prison cell of pride among the things that God hates 

And our dear Savior gave His all....

Ride

 Million Dollar Ride

7-5-20

O, for times of July and the first cicada 

Yearning for coolness 

Soon I will be home again durst derivatives 

Shaking the blossoms 

O, the dismal come bright 

I go home to write 

But in the meantime take in the view 

By rhymes for the snake and pale our tender limbo 

O'er heaven's deep 

Still listening for the first cicada 

Where it's magic you make for yourself 

As nature answers and he asks "Why me?"

Rich in flowers and trees...

Smeared 

7-5-20

Eschewing not my books 

Taking action rich in flowers and trees 

For the dances of her joy 

Still hung up on chicanery happenstance 

Habit in hand with her as she walks as nature answers all for sport 

Honoring anthills where the boy remembers the field of dyed frog's orchestra 

In our noisy choir as new furrows look smeared 

To the grease i need to clean up 

For shows in twister aspen arrival 

O, the bondage in fir frenzy and oak oleander 

What if the sun comes up earlier tomorrow 

Heads up for yourself and a cup for our frog's pied glutton long age taking it slow 

This is just that to get with it....

partiality

 Partiality 

7-3-20

Happy fourth 

Don't miss the fireworks tomorrow 

Right as to shine turning it to do my rewrite 

Paleozoid and hanging tight on palesmires 

As she still perishes in prompting daylight in ones palimpest 

My shore on the surface of our palate when I go home soon 

To cash it in for partiality Paleolithic 

And Stone Age profusion 

And passed feather as I fester supplying our duodenum 

Glad to have met you here for our paperweight 

For our parabola of narratives eyes peeled for my way home 

Seize the day!

Ovoid

Owing Ovoid Oxymoron 

7-3-20

 Dirty pages to and fro 

From thirst ages where I might but cannot 

Say that I don't know

All in Jan Chozen bays 

And three hour delays as we keep it rolling 

As to cultivate ones gratitude and instinct 

It comes with the territory 

To have the faith just admitting you're alive 

For many of life's small moments 

Giving it ones all in movements dirty pages use them 

To cultivate as the recreation for ozone oxidizing 

And a cool breeze as to oxidize our Oxford 

For my feed in the the other tree 

Where I get what I pray for 

To have a good fourth...

We Are Pretense

7-3-20

Overwhelming and beautiful 

If you heard about its benefits 

To not call it quits in this poet's life 

And plenty of green, yellow and red 

To turn a corner beyond dissatisfaction 

Where we are pretense for our own thine remedy 

And one more delicate for the guide to rediscovering Transatlantic in the coolness 

Overly and excessively edict now the evidence 

As to overlook beyond one, three, seventeen 

For our overreach 

Give it some bleach 

Peaceful in ones Paddock 

For the object fastened line for the padlock 

For palimony....

Julys

Early Julys  

7-2-20

All for nostalgic Mother in my early Julys

Where I seek shelter in blue days for where's and why's 

Where time flies proud to let him reprove me 

As I eat on their pantries 

By the grey of my beard 

As I cry upon him with my voice 

Looking forward to all that I can see

In thinking in my boat with my money in my cedar chest 

And Tao Te Ching of Lao Tzu intangible and evasive 

And a twenty dollar investment in beef before the gods 

I sing praise from the depths of our mutual understanding 

Umbrella wafted....

Another Okay 

7-3-20

Given another okay 

Going green again by the rivers of Manglow 

By the right hand to forget her cunning call 

Grinding to be alertof flying objects inebriated like a fiend in a cloud 

And this is not a waste of time

Learning as unceasing among coquettes and copycats 

For sandals of scandals

Deep in our copse as to reinvent my own wheel 

And tell them how I feel where Oxford brings me back  here 

Yea the heat is bad meaning good 

For a wakeup call and one hour on the sun 

For a name that could be called something 

As prescribed....

Giving Yourself Airs 

7-3-20

As we draw closer 

In more we seek the less we understand 

Going home in one hour to color her bad and naughty 

In the realms of obscurity in the moment in the world will not come to know

For reality purely and simply as it is to God 

Wake me to increase this capacity 

As to lie beyond our grip of future tense notable days 

Like this one not right now 

No, no but please go when you have room to grow 

Unadulterated and closer to God with where the master is filled qualities 

For Lewis Carrol as to answer their questions...