Monday, May 26, 2014

The Coaling Spruik



The Constellation of the Tell,
a scorpion begins.

The Tail rails the Racked in Nailed,
a whole within the bead.

She'll shoot straight through without,
the guidance or the Lead,
for life is stressed to opened Nest,
to Site the overt has held.

The splendor of no Master Sir,
delivery selects to kept,
information "I's"
the battle of begun.

To trees the birds do chirp to dee,
the speech does go to heard,
flocks of lane the Wilds know,
preparing in for already snowed.

The ignorant whom stupidly,
believe the writes are total,
regret the Days to Come in rays,
silence teaches  to place the thumb,
within the fritz of hold.

Spreads will empty to full Till,
the balance of the bread,
if left single Stag goes deaf and mute does start the come.

In split of seconds, minutes from,
the Hour of the Bathe to brung,
a latter shows and no ones's home,
the take-off is the spear.

Destined instance reflects to Mirror,
the scarcity of shining back,
the eyes will now read mere.

Doors to other - side of Earth will slam the Gavel down,
to the Man that did not warn the Veer......

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