Loving Lee In London
1-30-20
O, will I lead
Or do I need follow
O, how I bleed all that I can swallow
Back at the museum of modern art
With Greenberger and Lee in London
Combining sponteneity with speed
Giving sleep one more chance
In my own steel trap
Where I learn a lot about Jack
Where doors breathe and flow for creation and its methods unrevised
One night of no sleep is not going to kill me
But I can always say one more half hour payed for
Good success today in junkfood shopping....
Dealchoholized
1-30-20
O, wheat glory would be ours
Besides the facts of weariness and powers on a lonesome day
In poems for Marcia
O, will it ever be safe?
Waiting for its return and I still wait for you
For the rapture of components
Well, was I serious and O, am I ready to die?
As to have stuck fast and today try to drink my root beer first
As one to claim and keep the thirst
For its sentimental value
Wouldn't it be so nice if we could live in harmony
Arab and Jew
North and south
Existing as a mystery
As to have relisted our world history....
Chaptilize (Our New Technique)
1-30-20
Onto persisting rootstock
Twice we smite the rock
Given place to run and space to have our fun
Pardon not the pun
As it is Word memory that makes me slander
For awesome mystery all in peculiar tastes
Still lacking the line by the buzz doth but wane
And I still pay the sin tax to walk the line in books of sketches named
Our three gifts
Gold, myrrh and frankincense
And another day of sour duck authentic taste of genre
In faculties of associating twenty dollars in Canada back in America
Just in time for slumber and chapitalization....
Saturday, May 16, 2020
one more try
Steel Trap (One More Try)
1-30-20
In these worlds we sell our souls for complete control
For the wall in its seven holes on photos in other books of sketches
Ring unto Mary Shelley
We dare to become inspired as words already written
According to one's desire to bring another kitten
In its eleventh printing and a healing of the Christ
In a hot drink dying in '69 at Parchsneel Park
We like to keep it dark all in our backsliding
Last of the bread Sr Feeling our Philistia
To give it another try
And later today to celebrate....
My Kalevala
1-30-20
Looking for sonnets by you don't know who
All to find that it's all you
As well as in Chaucer where your face doth but talk
Staying tuned to the walk for voices in the hall
In Zracy more than commonplace and another sleepless night
Yet with gratitude of new spirit and attitude for longitude and latitude
Going for the Jesus in today's junkfood binge
Like a door with no mood on the hinge where words ought not be
Hid from our music of Sibetius running the load
Among the wackers of the world of firkin folk poems epic.....
1-30-20
In these worlds we sell our souls for complete control
For the wall in its seven holes on photos in other books of sketches
Ring unto Mary Shelley
We dare to become inspired as words already written
According to one's desire to bring another kitten
In its eleventh printing and a healing of the Christ
In a hot drink dying in '69 at Parchsneel Park
We like to keep it dark all in our backsliding
Last of the bread Sr Feeling our Philistia
To give it another try
And later today to celebrate....
My Kalevala
1-30-20
Looking for sonnets by you don't know who
All to find that it's all you
As well as in Chaucer where your face doth but talk
Staying tuned to the walk for voices in the hall
In Zracy more than commonplace and another sleepless night
Yet with gratitude of new spirit and attitude for longitude and latitude
Going for the Jesus in today's junkfood binge
Like a door with no mood on the hinge where words ought not be
Hid from our music of Sibetius running the load
Among the wackers of the world of firkin folk poems epic.....
Wednesday, May 13, 2020
Cush
Cush To Envy (Google It)
1-16-20
Caught green thumbed for the faith in me
For continuity and more flow in Sister Agape
Look where they left you
Feeling the friction caught with fruition
Dear babes of yours just for the next seven chores
Finding Mister Baker whom also shall you cannot outgive God
As we can know him to just show hin and like cacti grew him
O, what does it mean to lust to envy
Google it now and be no more jealous
Of our street sharer
Talking to myself in the early dawn
More than you want....
Sobeit, Love
1-16-20
Come creation for its cremation
In dreams like sweet creams
Working my way back to a better life
The lead singer of Metallica mentions this
Four out of five
Soon time to post it
And hope to look alive
Seemingly one more step
Almost too far back at Harvard for myths to classes
As to Windex my glasses
So I can see it much clearer
My love draweth nearer
Yet to move on for all dear children
And resume and make more room
Sobeit, my love....
1-16-20
Caught green thumbed for the faith in me
For continuity and more flow in Sister Agape
Look where they left you
Feeling the friction caught with fruition
Dear babes of yours just for the next seven chores
Finding Mister Baker whom also shall you cannot outgive God
As we can know him to just show hin and like cacti grew him
O, what does it mean to lust to envy
Google it now and be no more jealous
Of our street sharer
Talking to myself in the early dawn
More than you want....
Sobeit, Love
1-16-20
Come creation for its cremation
In dreams like sweet creams
Working my way back to a better life
The lead singer of Metallica mentions this
Four out of five
Soon time to post it
And hope to look alive
Seemingly one more step
Almost too far back at Harvard for myths to classes
As to Windex my glasses
So I can see it much clearer
My love draweth nearer
Yet to move on for all dear children
And resume and make more room
Sobeit, my love....
Chuang Tze
Chuang Tze Choice
1-16-20
Monotonous yet momentous
In manifestations on hills to be heralded by love's skill
Since ancient times gave back to acorn guides of such beasts
Our duty and I receive that I can quit the smokes
There I said it but I need action even in the gnostics of astounding journeys
To the sound of Neil toward transformation for motherwell
I believe I can give up cigarettes
There I said it
But I need to put my foot to the prayer
And my heel to the steel
Once upon a time
And twice more the money.....
Havoth Jair (As Heralded)
1-16-20
For myths and classes and skittish lasses
I am what I am to be for me for Broutes of thunder
And Sterorer for the battle raged on the open page like a big girl waiting patiently
Not so big in stature but huge in heart
O, what if?
All in natural beauty
And the benefit of confrontation and contingency
Given the plan instructed to break my fast on Cushan-Rishathan
For the hungry land Penneth it for poaching purity
And in changes made naturally maturity molasses.....
1-16-20
Monotonous yet momentous
In manifestations on hills to be heralded by love's skill
Since ancient times gave back to acorn guides of such beasts
Our duty and I receive that I can quit the smokes
There I said it but I need action even in the gnostics of astounding journeys
To the sound of Neil toward transformation for motherwell
I believe I can give up cigarettes
There I said it
But I need to put my foot to the prayer
And my heel to the steel
Once upon a time
And twice more the money.....
Havoth Jair (As Heralded)
1-16-20
For myths and classes and skittish lasses
I am what I am to be for me for Broutes of thunder
And Sterorer for the battle raged on the open page like a big girl waiting patiently
Not so big in stature but huge in heart
O, what if?
All in natural beauty
And the benefit of confrontation and contingency
Given the plan instructed to break my fast on Cushan-Rishathan
For the hungry land Penneth it for poaching purity
And in changes made naturally maturity molasses.....
Oidipous
Oidipous
1-16-20
Finch on my calendar on my north wall
Not a cause of time to strip over pen by a holpen hand of heralds
Making use of Mother's gifts
I don't want to tell her any more lies
And to be honest would be wise
O, take a look around and observe what you've been blessed with
And toss in a couple of more wishes
In my bowl of keys in ones soul of rivers and seas
Keep loving and don't mess up a good thing
O, white buffalo on my south wall
Fitting just as well
Waking in the morning
Heart tornado be it will be
Christ willing.....
Diebenkorn
1-16-20
Too much to do
I would if I were you
As to pay tribute soon
But all we have is the new Carde Rion in images essential
Time to check the main thing as it thwarts you
All for twenty dollars and instructions on recovery
Good for me a challenge is an opportunity to grow
Not only in spiritual ways as carousing as well the fleshly
Difficult and deliberate yet descent for new perceptions
God I pray that I will follow
Even when it is hard to swallow
For notes of our picturesque selection
On rocky roads a'rolling......
1-16-20
Finch on my calendar on my north wall
Not a cause of time to strip over pen by a holpen hand of heralds
Making use of Mother's gifts
I don't want to tell her any more lies
And to be honest would be wise
O, take a look around and observe what you've been blessed with
And toss in a couple of more wishes
In my bowl of keys in ones soul of rivers and seas
Keep loving and don't mess up a good thing
O, white buffalo on my south wall
Fitting just as well
Waking in the morning
Heart tornado be it will be
Christ willing.....
Diebenkorn
1-16-20
Too much to do
I would if I were you
As to pay tribute soon
But all we have is the new Carde Rion in images essential
Time to check the main thing as it thwarts you
All for twenty dollars and instructions on recovery
Good for me a challenge is an opportunity to grow
Not only in spiritual ways as carousing as well the fleshly
Difficult and deliberate yet descent for new perceptions
God I pray that I will follow
Even when it is hard to swallow
For notes of our picturesque selection
On rocky roads a'rolling......
never too much
Never Too Much Coffee
1-16-20
Seeing in sixteen and seventeen sibilating
As to hold the spear and spray it for saliva scattered
Headed for taste at hand
In Ben Kunkyen
Let me add to it and corrode such a parallel of audacity
For thorough sorrow as pride is driven out under wholesome good times in the making
Obey every impulse today even in age and greed and in forgiveness
To function as the universal unconscious according to evolution
We were once as trees and stores of our Peloponntlean purity.....
Still Need To Dream Big
1-16-20
Where keys are left hanging yet connected contributing
All of ourselves only to but share it
Sharing and caring as sparing and daring
Where the Buddha uses new techniques
Where I have so much to offer
As so now that I live life more abundantly
I still need to dream big
Small huge and puny epic
Yet lame for an exponent to tame
Loving that outtro
As the land says difficult people
Will be our instructions in Christ
O, keep loving the people
I can almost say to be ready
Walking in the valley of hearts as to affect our portion.....
1-16-20
Seeing in sixteen and seventeen sibilating
As to hold the spear and spray it for saliva scattered
Headed for taste at hand
In Ben Kunkyen
Let me add to it and corrode such a parallel of audacity
For thorough sorrow as pride is driven out under wholesome good times in the making
Obey every impulse today even in age and greed and in forgiveness
To function as the universal unconscious according to evolution
We were once as trees and stores of our Peloponntlean purity.....
Still Need To Dream Big
1-16-20
Where keys are left hanging yet connected contributing
All of ourselves only to but share it
Sharing and caring as sparing and daring
Where the Buddha uses new techniques
Where I have so much to offer
As so now that I live life more abundantly
I still need to dream big
Small huge and puny epic
Yet lame for an exponent to tame
Loving that outtro
As the land says difficult people
Will be our instructions in Christ
O, keep loving the people
I can almost say to be ready
Walking in the valley of hearts as to affect our portion.....
Friday, May 8, 2020
Pausania
Pausania (On The Tiber)
1-16-20
Taking down gray names and kicking all glutes
For the back of my favorite book that doesn't need to be a power
I'm ready for just about anything new as to intercharge our interloaded intermediate
For internment of burial of business mutually reconstructive
And so many love me these days at my favorite intersection of boulevards
Stunned with charms yet to break out as to obey all impulses of the Holy Spirit
As I enthrone the intoxication
O, where is Donald?
Sister Agape
1-16-20
Hindsight twenty-twenty
Here an now Thirty-thirty
This could get dirty
In a cleaner analysis of this dissection
Of tulips and temerity in startideva for mindfulness
As the gate of this beautiful world
Good dogs and for a nose of healing
And no more of such discharge among practitioners
She calls me a norm but it's a good thing
As to do my thang come Aryadeva alright to overanalyze
To this I agree just to be free
Time to head on down there and say something to Sister Agape
And to tell her.....
At Pandora
1-16-20
All is gained in Sister Country Home mac and cheese
I'm back on my knees
For the bad stuff
God created it all
And it's more than just fine
By foe due to another friend
I think to smile as emotions no longer threaten
All in Aryadeva in someone else's potatoes
In patches of purity where I find it out for the better
Where I am true to myself to but partake as to suppress it
And relax the grip and have another good trip
For Greek names I am able too for antidotes in ripples of squirrels
Good company you had fifteen minutes hence
At Pandora.....
1-16-20
Taking down gray names and kicking all glutes
For the back of my favorite book that doesn't need to be a power
I'm ready for just about anything new as to intercharge our interloaded intermediate
For internment of burial of business mutually reconstructive
And so many love me these days at my favorite intersection of boulevards
Stunned with charms yet to break out as to obey all impulses of the Holy Spirit
As I enthrone the intoxication
O, where is Donald?
Sister Agape
1-16-20
Hindsight twenty-twenty
Here an now Thirty-thirty
This could get dirty
In a cleaner analysis of this dissection
Of tulips and temerity in startideva for mindfulness
As the gate of this beautiful world
Good dogs and for a nose of healing
And no more of such discharge among practitioners
She calls me a norm but it's a good thing
As to do my thang come Aryadeva alright to overanalyze
To this I agree just to be free
Time to head on down there and say something to Sister Agape
And to tell her.....
At Pandora
1-16-20
All is gained in Sister Country Home mac and cheese
I'm back on my knees
For the bad stuff
God created it all
And it's more than just fine
By foe due to another friend
I think to smile as emotions no longer threaten
All in Aryadeva in someone else's potatoes
In patches of purity where I find it out for the better
Where I am true to myself to but partake as to suppress it
And relax the grip and have another good trip
For Greek names I am able too for antidotes in ripples of squirrels
Good company you had fifteen minutes hence
At Pandora.....
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