upon

 Upon The Chosen Word To Work For Us

9-27-21

My lenses alive is the compass for the environment 

As to the assumption of a new world all for our sweet savor to slam back the net 

High built yet in a pine where structure seems to be too much 

Nor are we getting back in touch but next to rhyme for our tinker book 

Better best to stay put all for circles on the river of the thirst parity call in timber 

Trying too hard to follow the truth about Jay and the wolfish of necessary blunder about as well aloof.....

In Bad And Good Shape

9-17-21

Blaming it to its glorious night 

I stay today in the good fight 

And I don't need to buy any more books 

On the footings of fishhooks 

I'm no better off staying home again 

In the air of a restage stand for our reverberating amp 

Again I set up camp for the air she breathes and for our timber kept according to want and need 

As well we are chronic to interbreed for the chime and steel 

And so it's been episodic as well as in power drive melodic for a grasshopper 

In the hallway from this dominion to that side 

To let it slide....

nothing to hate

 Phantasmal (Nothing To Hate)

6-17-21

No such rankings 

Dull looking for my favorite breed living God 

First place today to the sunflower morph of two pumpkins 

In care toward that move therein music in the trees 

Cut up for my free in promises sluggishly neutral we follow the silk fur 

All to be of forgiven flow in our blue poison dart 

To die on our favorite stimulus beautiful like drought in our lap 

In Chuck Berry and singular thankfulness parting ways 

Just coming to light to see such on you and me....

More Musings

9-17-21

Of willing poison darts of rapscallions 

Making today bright rolling punches in arrival wheels 

Where you can pile your frills and your restless nights 

Yea, I am the eunuch casted chase ahead of time 

For our asthma pattern frog and business in Colossians 

As Paul pulls in single harness in sire surrounded and guaranteed 

crust in the bosom that may have been misconstrue in pseudo truth ways about it 

Not to doubt it....

dying tooth

 Early Dying Tooth (Fruit Of Herself )

9-16-21

As the Earth brings forth fruit of herself 

In A tune called "Listen To Her Heart" for malarkey in something good 

Coming around to stay with crossing and incorruptible love that leaves its mark on me 

Grace be with all such love of our Tempas Frog within everything going black 

Yet to stay the course again in hopes to make it 

Wednesday morning fast again for early boxed relief like the night and its thief 

Phantasmal in all one blow falling on it like a numeral in drawstrings of proven fruit 

As God's Word for a believer's mouth...

seeds

 Seeds Sown

9-16-21

Where my blessing for friends 

As to evoke in fish fried 

As so a sword given to us

So we can use it not to confide in war nor praise it 

Given forty minutes as to be sent for this very composure upbringing and incorrupt this seed sown 

In the Love of loves a wish from He to match it up in Tychicus 

Whom to aver as mouth towards eventide is swallowing for the pause to be

Is our rainbows for our sun on fright of bullfrogs 

Writing to make Mother happy in power points...

What Reptile?

9-16-21

Head nor tail 

This very proverb 

I translate what I have sustained illegible through you 

Light anon in its evergreen 

I say I still love you in Tychicus 

As Well as with Jim Hilton 

Staying at our Ramada in like a much rather to the wall

Where time is a large sort for this very purpose 

To juice it as none and for the recipient 

It waters in Greene and stone collaboration 

Where Mother uproots my idiosynchrasies 

In my portable sizes on the wind to inspire them all again 

For a Word full of joy for the Rutnek experience 

In iron midway....

succumb

Succumb 

9-16-21

Yet to succumb for one medallion 

More than just noise 

In all poise for one who lived it out 

Of one hundred across in going to make fish nonetheless 

As to climb between and succumb in a frowning mark not the vision as well as for abs 

In Ezrin whoever he was in jest there it is the theme 

Mudpuddling in other tunnels of individuality 

When I put on the shoes for the duration in Tulsa time 

Thus season passing along the genres to our fort Journeyman 

Our love of good ground.....

Flesh With Its Match

9-16-21

O, my soul and in rejoicing in all of he world 

With our thing as to do the ordeal in you 

Still twice down upon me 

In this zoo of zest and zeal where strings clasp together 

On a wing and a ration and thorns to be driven in the wall 

Michelle with my Madagascar making prayer to go there tomorrow 

On one of my cash days thee for one could drip dogs in their fight 

For us and to watch over our abode 

It's still a clamoring round talking much to the third chapter of myths 

Reinstating the paradise of the lover

And now ye, the Fisher.....

sting

 Sting Operation (To Frequent)

9-16-21 

In Wilhelm and in Jacoon as to witness you

In want for the weapon 

Of Roy and a punisher in the dark and a realm of a guild of a cargo

 In the story of the youth 

Set them free where they know as sane 

To delve thin we do not live in our need above all 

In Pete Smith to the wall with harvest and chucking like the flaw 

Singing in our love now as our whole generation 

Flying to rue amen coffee for our old man 

Over Bourbon street chastening all night and new

For our inspiration from another lion's den 

Where the same thing is known 

Willing as waves me alive washed clean again...

Shoes Of Peace

9-16-21

In that for our practice 

To lie here in heaven and as well for deep 

You come set me up for a good thin approach

Up one Finn's farm via my ephah 

In the world we are living in as I never stood tailing 

Soon to be our division 

But to live for today first 

Many in need for this nest of my human and stranger 

Wherein God has not given me a spirit of corruption 

To root where regression arises in the beautiful river of paradise 

There I stare around all about the acid 

As it keeps trying to vex thinking of you....

species

Same Species 

9-16-21

I love her, yes I do

In the form of Philadelphia 

And I am aghast about it

In a hurry to plunder yet not forsaken 

As we covet it partake of it 

To but struggle to wake up 

Where I'm the hawk in stuff first running shovels 

Dido in awareness and we call it already there to ware it 

Typing to Bess's work for it 

That today I don't need to go 

For cowboy's theatre not much left insi

But the pencils not the pens 

All flow for the fool in thumb keys and hens 

Addlepating for the nutrient where this will increase narrowness....

Superfluous 

9-16-21

Where the Spirit is a guarantee 

Love wins all we know ringing street genres 

Where I go west

In geniology exposing much today as to be the blessing 

Where the music is part in gulls bottoming somehow 

And as to the grace to go I make it happen as it seems 

There is no going to sleep westward 

And wringing it up  for a wonder 

It was the command I didn't want to hear on a pedastel up high 

It may be a fire we kindle in Kauldrons continual in time to face the day 

And hope festive down on our Latin and Greek 

In these emperors.....