Well no, no cause so shelf-pie simple: disobedience in a dimple. No hermits’ urge-certainty via concuss discovery. Neither dessert, nor transfix of eye. But how the heavy roads ran, before, behind. Too, what caught the manly drift that as boy fed travels’ itch. That later went roar of pipe, not un-Lion like, Ape-hanging on a bike a whole continent aimed, as rolled, went, came. But let’s be clear, it wasn’t here that without subsidy went on trail, highway and surprised…..
In our state of affair, rife windy side of a take, if in business suit or not, it was said, angels wait, be careful with yourself. You are not a god! Keep your water back and flat against tin eye catches higher rates of filch on poor, that fletches them loose darts catchless skies, to stick where neither care nor grace exists: the bitter bark of bate, switch; catch. Timeout! Breakable bowl of charity, in stitch, has, in red cart…..
At the beginning season remember nothing much. Years’ trough break of deep, dusk dulcet water, earliest age, mothered as stayed. Through affection’s aperture world kept handy, sterile, cowed; showed it possessed love whether/if only survive forward hour, then as a now, little else. Respect, feared, ignore sash beauty of harsh lessons shut. Crib-mates and demonstration for pass over, of autos – Gk., same, self, credo of kinfolk. Thence to “High Office,” playground of Joyce and many another who mirror-point, ‘self-donned,…..
I Autumn, and hibernating babes, In dormant, in bundles, lie for and against timelessness. Sincere, books-yet, in fantasy jettisoned with Standards’ un-represent in passing age of impoverishment, That Duty’s tired soul reinvent, and mark in tones rapid, meant To project asinintion her cerement, who! like Herakles or Tydeides might slight a god! II Round referrals, better to heal brief grappling with, child of Earth, oriel through thought, claims settle went. Withless succession of Season’s retirement and lode Of Pi, confused,…..
Once, the scales of do and don’t were known not equal, could between the two distinguish. Then counterbalance, selfish rush and life no longer simple. Seems some took the fruit, killed kind tree to count its inner symbol; parts not being wholes, danger loomed. Entire lives stayed as at a signal. Shall now I, this remove, entering the angle of evening’s stare, cross myself in wish and prayer and like to discovery in a poem’s plan much love find there,…..
Plato was wrong, Socrates right – you will instruct the memory out of them. Patience wants courtesies. But Patience will have to wait like the rest. There is a young Werther moment here good Sir, but I am too impatient to find it. Folly and disaster are the sport of Implication. The cup bears only what is poured. In difficult times, the assistance one seeks seeks aid too. © Copyright Early 2020 Joseph Duvernay.
Obscure is this place! Oh, for a quiet bobbin of lace; peace of place – Note – Life is in the instant. Lie not! it is a matter for Standing; and the chance to assist? Highest reward and gift! You will see then, we receive assignments equifactly. Now then, you would, of weall, rampart, palisade. So I, at this hole, by Maker’s will, and guard sprite of Theban Teiresias , will, aside false attributes! of sieges you! I remember, taking…..