A Keeper

The journey of the writer takes paths like Trains in past,

as Men would jump the Rails to see the tighening through,

barrels that would hold wood to warm their hands while stopped,

the Paper is a scribble that keys the tracks to last.

Learning on the trail lanes the Experience of tasked,

thrown to the country side a menu on the vein,

salute all those Talls like Men whom built the Dam,

hunch to Clue the Time Tapes a Video on the Tube!!

Treasure from the Mind forms Music in the ear,

mystics address the unheard to regard the vocals mirror,

reflective not in process delivers letters law,

streaming with the Rooster is goods to big and stray.

A House thats built from Mud moss,

the peat ups the Bog,

the branch of discretion said discerning intro dove,

the Vain atop the See deck is stirred for Windy mops,

a hare that bounced the State plus,

antlers are the stare!!

Laughter is the belly punch in proper mounts that Speak,

repeats are the Custard that Creme Brulee is burnt,

the tasty has a Flavor that spices in flared touch,

a Fire in the Flaming 'cause it's best to be the cope.

Hotter weather melts Ice the Glacier slides in Sheets,

like Thunder asked the frightened questioned by the speech,

rolling with the seconds a dark or is it Mark,

the either of the or Case is presently at Start.