Me where these floral scents intox\'cate?Were
There else, why\'s romance strong? LORD, I wait You.
29May25b
...call THAT coincidence will ye?!
Ah Me, Who Could Have Guessed?
(sonnet #MMMMMMMMMCDXXVI)
Pink on the East as I head out fr\'intents;
Mists like swamp monsters in the hollows, frail
Yet white and leering at aught passing, they\'ll
Be on the river now tis Summer, whence
Pass oer the bridge and see what haunts from hence
Oh! if ye dare! And I ne\'er knew the trail
With massy woods that Pennsylvan\'a\'d hail
As its own was right here, oh, sweet defense.
Do not inquire of morning, or as t\'were
Think you know what\'s ahead. The monster\'s cue
I should have heeded, nor forgot. Was\'t poor
That seemed a jest? Oh! If I only knew.
Thy mercies new each morning all in tour,
My times are in Thy hand, LORD. I need You.
30May25a
Grab your paddle.
Row, Row, Row Yer Boat, I Guess
(sonnet #MMMMMMMMMCDXXVII)
We sang those songs in childhood like t\'avail
Us later, \'cept we never knew of whence.
Now throw our teachers overboard fr\'intents,
Cuz life is just a dream. Oh, how we\'d sail!
Or drown. High \'bove the world, come, which detail
Is good for visions? Lake at midnight, dense
With import and romance, by day tis thence
Just that, a lake. And what therein owns bail?
Why do I swallow bugs, eh? That is poor!
A little water washes down that cue.
Oh, all the food I packed for breakfast\'s tour,
And for our lunch: eggs, bacon, taters too
All roasted up, a bowl of porridge; were
There else, the monsters killed my hunger. You?
30May25b
Sure.
Haha, Tis Cake OR Pastry Is\'t?
(sonnet #MMMMMMMMMCDXXVIII)
Which part is funny? Or who knew? Pretense
Dreamed up, yes, cake with frosting, that detail
Oh, layered in grand style. I thought t\'avail
Me groc\'ry shopping, but forgot, cuz thence
The pickings were too slim by nightfall? Whence?
There\'s something \'bout Thy mercies, LORD, both bail
By night and day, what lack I? They ne\'er fail.
All\'s perfect when I don\'t realize defense.
Come, lemon pasties like Dad loved as t\'were
To get from Hostess was\'t? In mem\'ry to
Effect, we\'ll have these now, cuz he in tour
Liked them? But cuz he needed sugar?! Do
The math; a diabetic, true...is\'t poor
To have them now in mem\'ry? LORD, where to?
30May25c
Hmm.
If Only I Knew Why
(sonnet #MMMMMMMMMCDXXIX)
Come, pancakes cuz tis now the weekend? Fail
At that, and do french toast. With bacon thence
And ornge juice, how late morning is fr\'intents
Both sweetly cool and sunny; monsters\' tail
A haunting thought, what\'s not a dream t\'avail?
The Wrigley\'s spearmint pack I found, with hence
But four sticks left, where find the refills? Whence?
I guess we\'ll play that one by ear for bail.
By ear?! Wherefore James Bond\'s theme song in tour?!
Goldfinger?! Well, I\'ll be. Then what\'d next cue?!
Which anime? And why this morning?! Were
There just cause, what is\'t, eh? Craft smoothies to
Take with for work, plus eggrolls, salads; poor
As dreams, oh LORD, restore us: we wait You.
31May25a
oh dreams!
I Could Truly Dream of Tennessee
(sonnet #MMMMMMMMMCDXXX)
Where shadows filter out the light for sense
And chilly breezes haunt its golden scale,
How Autumn winks at me now May\'s detail
Is oer, as if it won\'t be long fr\'intents.
Ah, hawks cry oer these wastes is\'t? Goldfinch thence
Add cheerful strains and laughter to avail,
The vision of that day cast with a trail
Of fallen leaves and somber notes for whence.
I could feign that tis August now in tour,
Or e\'en September, though that is not true.
If clouds beguile the heavns, the skies look pale,
And if I let the thought stand under blue
Skies, I\'ll want plaids and to go roaming. Stir
Me to seek Thy face, LORD, and to wait You.
31May25b