O, Exquisite Banjo
1-13-17
To be spiritual minded is life and peace
As so I pray and not cease
Trying to have them to understand it
I keep on putting it out there
As well for self edification
On doing duty up and down
To fill me up with something dark brown
Carnal not subject to the law of God
Nor can it be
O, exquisite banjo sound reverberate
For love and hate
Is this the question I answer too soon
As Spirit is life because of righteousness
Today's my lucky day
Because my name is Jason.....
Sinn Fein Revisited
1-13-17
Sinn Fein
Bring rain
But don't track in the mud
Even when being washed in the blood
Down the middle of the road with a heavy load
Waiting for the wink of the Word
Think the worst case scenario
And everything else is a bonus
Fourteen miles, O see the sign
As one to say It's really not a big deal
Give it three hours
We are saved by hope
When we come around to it
The way I see it
We eat the apple tonight
Whether literal or proverbial
In this repentance...
Stay Or Go
1-13-16
Go, Einstein go
Stay, Judas stay
In case you didn't know
Everyone will find their way
As the Spirit assists us in our infirmities
And time is just as it is
For any golden fleece
Turning it into something
I can have faith in keeping it in perspective
The devil has fidelity
But only you can give it to him
True or false
Take your own pulse
And reevaluate that number
Joining the army three years
All things work together for good to those that are
At the center first-row desk
Love is burlesque....
Tuesday, January 31, 2017
husbandry
Husbandry Revisited Again
1-13-17
The noblest true
The highest in you
Every time I'm in your barns
We are God's husbandry
The law was weak through the flesh
God sent His own Son
Seeing His phlox today
The lunch will give me the squirts
But at least I have clean shirts
In the likeness of all that is sinful
God make me a blessing
Something I can grapple with
Someone I can have an apple with
Or in turn thirst tonight to reveal slandering the grass
O, I delight in this law with carrots and broccoli made raw
O, dirty scams of the wretch....
On Romans 7:22,23
1-13-17
Come notorious by the sum of potations
In a need to stay up two more hours maybe without you
But with Christ hold hard
For the hotels of the future
Stay awhile
"What will you have for yourself",
He doth but inquire
I see another law in my members
Warring against the law of my mind
One more day I'll continue on my journey
Not trying to pass it off
With hat on the back of my pole
All is well with my soul
Hoping to be favored
I remain....
Born In Boston
1-13-17
Born in Boston
Dying right now and here
Passing through Massachusetts
In the beginning you really love me
Friday the thirteenth turns out to be a blessed day regardless
What can I do in the meantime to assuage all such sin and crime
To be carnally minded is death
Was not Esau Jacob's brother by love fear, life and death and faith
Do you have me in your own way?
O, Monsignor do your best
In a life that desires more of Him
Born in Boston....
1-13-17
The noblest true
The highest in you
Every time I'm in your barns
We are God's husbandry
The law was weak through the flesh
God sent His own Son
Seeing His phlox today
The lunch will give me the squirts
But at least I have clean shirts
In the likeness of all that is sinful
God make me a blessing
Something I can grapple with
Someone I can have an apple with
Or in turn thirst tonight to reveal slandering the grass
O, I delight in this law with carrots and broccoli made raw
O, dirty scams of the wretch....
On Romans 7:22,23
1-13-17
Come notorious by the sum of potations
In a need to stay up two more hours maybe without you
But with Christ hold hard
For the hotels of the future
Stay awhile
"What will you have for yourself",
He doth but inquire
I see another law in my members
Warring against the law of my mind
One more day I'll continue on my journey
Not trying to pass it off
With hat on the back of my pole
All is well with my soul
Hoping to be favored
I remain....
Born In Boston
1-13-17
Born in Boston
Dying right now and here
Passing through Massachusetts
In the beginning you really love me
Friday the thirteenth turns out to be a blessed day regardless
What can I do in the meantime to assuage all such sin and crime
To be carnally minded is death
Was not Esau Jacob's brother by love fear, life and death and faith
Do you have me in your own way?
O, Monsignor do your best
In a life that desires more of Him
Born in Boston....
fifth son
Fifth Son
1-13-17
Remembering Racheal
Opening up her womb
From cradle and tomb
Millions of hearts are lifted
For space control at Houston
For the team below that gives the go
No sense in Dinah
Daughter of Zebulun
I'm going back way behind the sun
To find you some honey
And bring you some
Fifth son, Issachar
I have given my maiden to my husband
Come envious reasoning
Go out and find me there rolling over
In the clover our neighborhood gatekeepers
In alcohol-fueled rage
Just turn the page
For more ditties of divine dedication....
Bring Us Mandrakes
1-13-17
Reuben, bring us mandrakes
Not to belittle the snakes
O, go and dream
Give me, I pray thee of what belongeth
To me by the noblest and the truest
Keep me burning
Reading another one of Paul's letters to the churches
Enduing me with a good dowry
He endows me to a good gift
Saint or sinner
I will proceed in Asher
Happy as I for our daughters and sons
Not to damn
I've had enough of that
As church bells ring
Come intense interest and preoccupation
I heard you needed my assistance
Listen to this and give ear to my music.....
1-13-17
Remembering Racheal
Opening up her womb
From cradle and tomb
Millions of hearts are lifted
For space control at Houston
For the team below that gives the go
No sense in Dinah
Daughter of Zebulun
I'm going back way behind the sun
To find you some honey
And bring you some
Fifth son, Issachar
I have given my maiden to my husband
Come envious reasoning
Go out and find me there rolling over
In the clover our neighborhood gatekeepers
In alcohol-fueled rage
Just turn the page
For more ditties of divine dedication....
Bring Us Mandrakes
1-13-17
Reuben, bring us mandrakes
Not to belittle the snakes
O, go and dream
Give me, I pray thee of what belongeth
To me by the noblest and the truest
Keep me burning
Reading another one of Paul's letters to the churches
Enduing me with a good dowry
He endows me to a good gift
Saint or sinner
I will proceed in Asher
Happy as I for our daughters and sons
Not to damn
I've had enough of that
As church bells ring
Come intense interest and preoccupation
I heard you needed my assistance
Listen to this and give ear to my music.....
Sunday, January 29, 2017
occlusion
Occlusion
1-13-17
O, bawd of brothel
My nights have been lonely, ludicrous
And causing laughter
In higher hopes for the hereafter
Where will I go
Incongruous
I got your letter
Just for you to say hello
You needed me in the lines we are learning
Jesus is still bleeding
From out of a heart of compassion
Yet flaxen and dace
Yellowish of Dallied flax
No such sin tax in comic literary
Any dramatic piece
The fleas cling to the golden fleece
Come on, come in
Be not gone as we win
Occluding our consonant
Go to sea again and take the pew....
Superimposition
1-13-17
Book three before the starting of book two
Look more as we look to but see
Superimposed to join in as an addition
Jesus is more than just alright
Diverting and obstructing
Agreeing and accordant as geometric figures
And complex sweets and sugars Rachael gave Jacob
Also as well our Zilpah
Not just another maid
Having had to include
That life isn't so bad
A troop cometh
O, how fortunate the spirits are coming though
And it has just begun
Sunup, lights off....
At Zebulun
1-13-17
Harping on me about downsizing
My father I still honor
Not always congruent concerning geometric figures
Concluding at all points
Over Kansas O, mist
O, make merry
I wonder why
Instructed by catechism of my beloved elder
In the background silence between notes
Rung out occluding and diverting
The apples still fresh
Left with fields to thresh
In Asher happy am I
For daughters call me blessed
For Reuben bringing her nakedness
And gatekeepers of the dark
Otherworldly
Endue me with a great dowry...
1-13-17
O, bawd of brothel
My nights have been lonely, ludicrous
And causing laughter
In higher hopes for the hereafter
Where will I go
Incongruous
I got your letter
Just for you to say hello
You needed me in the lines we are learning
Jesus is still bleeding
From out of a heart of compassion
Yet flaxen and dace
Yellowish of Dallied flax
No such sin tax in comic literary
Any dramatic piece
The fleas cling to the golden fleece
Come on, come in
Be not gone as we win
Occluding our consonant
Go to sea again and take the pew....
Superimposition
1-13-17
Book three before the starting of book two
Look more as we look to but see
Superimposed to join in as an addition
Jesus is more than just alright
Diverting and obstructing
Agreeing and accordant as geometric figures
And complex sweets and sugars Rachael gave Jacob
Also as well our Zilpah
Not just another maid
Having had to include
That life isn't so bad
A troop cometh
O, how fortunate the spirits are coming though
And it has just begun
Sunup, lights off....
At Zebulun
1-13-17
Harping on me about downsizing
My father I still honor
Not always congruent concerning geometric figures
Concluding at all points
Over Kansas O, mist
O, make merry
I wonder why
Instructed by catechism of my beloved elder
In the background silence between notes
Rung out occluding and diverting
The apples still fresh
Left with fields to thresh
In Asher happy am I
For daughters call me blessed
For Reuben bringing her nakedness
And gatekeepers of the dark
Otherworldly
Endue me with a great dowry...
Friday, January 27, 2017
grant
Grant
3-6-16
O, son of Shealtiel
What is it that you feel
O, are you honest
O, are you real
They abhor him that speak uprightly
To afflict the just
We take the bribe and turn aside the poor
In the gate from their right arm
Choose to enter again into the heavy wooden door
Of the seat for similar entities from the sea
We are as pearls of great price
Woe and weal to those at ease
Crying upon beds of ivory on the right side
We, me on bended knee
For larceny our legacy
To but quote and coin a phrase
Transition into morning
To no longer wander from sea to sea
Where fair virgins soon faint for thirst
Behold the days come when plowmen
Will overtake the reaper
Soon I will be home with my old lady
To give her treats....
Side Effects
3-6-16
Hands and feet cold
Due to the nicotine
The Lord hath sworn by the excellence of Jacob
The days come what I send a famine
Not for bread but for the truth
O, son of Jodak
It's my world
I will let you in on it
Devils' dances in an angel's way
Keeping the feast of the tabernacles
As the foundation is not quite laid
As far as macadam is concerned
Let us build with you
For we seek your God
But you have nothing to do with us
Deft, skillful and dexterous
And guilty in comprehension
I have not yet apprehended
Thy god, O man, He liveth
As the manner of Beersheba
Come our lover written in Syrian tongue
Yes, we are yet quite young....
3-6-16
O, son of Shealtiel
What is it that you feel
O, are you honest
O, are you real
They abhor him that speak uprightly
To afflict the just
We take the bribe and turn aside the poor
In the gate from their right arm
Choose to enter again into the heavy wooden door
Of the seat for similar entities from the sea
We are as pearls of great price
Woe and weal to those at ease
Crying upon beds of ivory on the right side
We, me on bended knee
For larceny our legacy
To but quote and coin a phrase
Transition into morning
To no longer wander from sea to sea
Where fair virgins soon faint for thirst
Behold the days come when plowmen
Will overtake the reaper
Soon I will be home with my old lady
To give her treats....
Side Effects
3-6-16
Hands and feet cold
Due to the nicotine
The Lord hath sworn by the excellence of Jacob
The days come what I send a famine
Not for bread but for the truth
O, son of Jodak
It's my world
I will let you in on it
Devils' dances in an angel's way
Keeping the feast of the tabernacles
As the foundation is not quite laid
As far as macadam is concerned
Let us build with you
For we seek your God
But you have nothing to do with us
Deft, skillful and dexterous
And guilty in comprehension
I have not yet apprehended
Thy god, O man, He liveth
As the manner of Beersheba
Come our lover written in Syrian tongue
Yes, we are yet quite young....
waleye
Walleye Revisited
3-6-16
Doing all you desire concerning timber
Of cedar and of fir
All for the leverage of his parsley
And twenty measures of pure oil
This morning I taste of the nasty stuff
For our gasket racing a piston
To serve our furled sail by boom, gaff and yard
Judging the world from my throat
I take up for you a lamentation
Now that the sun is truly up
And I make my transition into the light of day
And just accept it for what it is
Utter ye and testify
Of our backyard
I will do all that ye desire
As so the servant is the highest title
For the piker that yet gambles his well being
Over something sweet
Come entropy and its strabismus
Our walleye while under the influence....
Sepiolite Revisited
3-6-16
He's got a place of his own
That will never be known until he goeth
All the way to the end of the earth
Puffing from a pipe made of Meerschaum
Our sepiolite
We hate him that rebukes in the gate
O, come to Bethel and transgress
To set an example
Dollar in the tip jar
As we are given a free sample
Given cleanness of teeth in your cities of refuge
All for our cuttlebone
The crutch is all too much
In one calcareous interval
Shall Hiram make his league with the king
And they had peace round about them
Rangy upon our true terrain
According to the grant of Cyrus
To them of Zidon and our island
For my fifty gallon tank....
3-6-16
Doing all you desire concerning timber
Of cedar and of fir
All for the leverage of his parsley
And twenty measures of pure oil
This morning I taste of the nasty stuff
For our gasket racing a piston
To serve our furled sail by boom, gaff and yard
Judging the world from my throat
I take up for you a lamentation
Now that the sun is truly up
And I make my transition into the light of day
And just accept it for what it is
Utter ye and testify
Of our backyard
I will do all that ye desire
As so the servant is the highest title
For the piker that yet gambles his well being
Over something sweet
Come entropy and its strabismus
Our walleye while under the influence....
Sepiolite Revisited
3-6-16
He's got a place of his own
That will never be known until he goeth
All the way to the end of the earth
Puffing from a pipe made of Meerschaum
Our sepiolite
We hate him that rebukes in the gate
O, come to Bethel and transgress
To set an example
Dollar in the tip jar
As we are given a free sample
Given cleanness of teeth in your cities of refuge
All for our cuttlebone
The crutch is all too much
In one calcareous interval
Shall Hiram make his league with the king
And they had peace round about them
Rangy upon our true terrain
According to the grant of Cyrus
To them of Zidon and our island
For my fifty gallon tank....
Wednesday, January 25, 2017
bream
Bream
3-6-16
Greatness is your potential
This is the flood that drains these eyes
After taking a deep breath of self confidence
You never know what can happen
In the corridors of truths on many lines
And forgetting my locker combination
I glory in these infirmities
The sun and moon shall be darkened
O, assemble yourselves
Today they do as I will be their intercessor
Your spirit mad with grace
But surrender to the light
A translation into morning
Takes a milligram of faith
For I will cleanse their blood
For our porgy, wrasse and tautog and dace
And I kindle a fire in the wall of Rabbah
To devour its palaces....
Solomon's Provisions
3-6-16
silence no more
I will speak up about what I have seen
In the spaces in between
Sending fire upon Temin
To devour the palaces of Bozrah
The bream and chub
And this morning no struggling in the tub
Yet cyprinid going bait fishing
Judah and Israel were as many
As the sand of the sea in multitude
Abundance is flowering into my day today
It is what God wants for such madness of fine flour
And ten fat oxen and one hundred sheep
We could not delve more deep
As straw and barley for our dromedaries
Many come to hear his wisdom and this monster lives within
This is the cloud that swallows trust
Giving the Nazarenes new wine to but taste....
Jalousie Of Louvers
3-6-16
Hiram was even of David a lover
I see my reflection in the window
And blow my own cover
Hear this Word, o kine of Bashan
Oppressing the poor and cursing the needy
Someone beat me to my favorite machine
A wizard of the game in his strategy
O, command them to hew cedar trees
Out of Lebanon to build
As do our Sidonians
One more cup of nastiness
And I'll be as high as a kite
Soon we board our jalopy and it's jalousie
For our jealousy
Projecting judgment on the world
Through dirty windows
Our louvre for admitting light
I'm judge and I'm jury
Sending a fire on the wall of Gaza
Come Damascus in a couch
Money is hidden....
3-6-16
Greatness is your potential
This is the flood that drains these eyes
After taking a deep breath of self confidence
You never know what can happen
In the corridors of truths on many lines
And forgetting my locker combination
I glory in these infirmities
The sun and moon shall be darkened
O, assemble yourselves
Today they do as I will be their intercessor
Your spirit mad with grace
But surrender to the light
A translation into morning
Takes a milligram of faith
For I will cleanse their blood
For our porgy, wrasse and tautog and dace
And I kindle a fire in the wall of Rabbah
To devour its palaces....
Solomon's Provisions
3-6-16
silence no more
I will speak up about what I have seen
In the spaces in between
Sending fire upon Temin
To devour the palaces of Bozrah
The bream and chub
And this morning no struggling in the tub
Yet cyprinid going bait fishing
Judah and Israel were as many
As the sand of the sea in multitude
Abundance is flowering into my day today
It is what God wants for such madness of fine flour
And ten fat oxen and one hundred sheep
We could not delve more deep
As straw and barley for our dromedaries
Many come to hear his wisdom and this monster lives within
This is the cloud that swallows trust
Giving the Nazarenes new wine to but taste....
Jalousie Of Louvers
3-6-16
Hiram was even of David a lover
I see my reflection in the window
And blow my own cover
Hear this Word, o kine of Bashan
Oppressing the poor and cursing the needy
Someone beat me to my favorite machine
A wizard of the game in his strategy
O, command them to hew cedar trees
Out of Lebanon to build
As do our Sidonians
One more cup of nastiness
And I'll be as high as a kite
Soon we board our jalopy and it's jalousie
For our jealousy
Projecting judgment on the world
Through dirty windows
Our louvre for admitting light
I'm judge and I'm jury
Sending a fire on the wall of Gaza
Come Damascus in a couch
Money is hidden....
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