Saturday, November 15, 2014

In The Beginning I Was Horse



Clarity of The Watch is indeed the truth of the long Tell of a scene in disrupt,
an exclaim to the silence on the bell Toe as the classified for the production of the Show,
on deck is the Five, Four, Three, Two, One, go down over with the blessing of three strides,
a Horse on Course as the loud speaker in the romance of a Cross Country Event.

There in life on the Island of prepare is the host of the Majesty I sight with a chair,
the bench of Think as the balance is of interest for as the table turns so does that stair,
moving for the gallop of the bounce Jumping the Moon to know the trots are stuff,
that collection of the shape in Trades those miles under belt relief does own a stopwatch.

The clock of no reversal as the mechanics are of clears to the Watchmaker at shingle,
the announcement of The Bearings compass to the treat Carrots are the Vegetable,
in apples tasting oranges a basket full to Wine cheese with the sourdough and bread for the chime,
a picnic at the shoreline of an Ocean in the ship Cruising to the Timers of life is so complete.

Trace the circle to Infinity it's neat to know that within the lines there is Verse to read,
thought with such great regard that the Menu peeks as to the hug that waits for arms in the hands of speak,
a choir on the Rainbow say that slides are Playlands ballad role for this I will agree,
back touched those good days though and brought the interest doe.

Wide Eyes Open at the case of the magnified,
a simple note to spoke the fine for all do have the slope,
in the midst of counter say I chose the slow reposture state from knowing of the sound,
for even at the odd it is the real found.

Eyes to face of express must just count the bounding,
'cause as the work does turn the plan a barrel of the nudge,
in tunes of said the singing lead in honest not primrose path,
a road to signs the Cobble sews that made the concrete pound.

Bright the Thought to logic tot that all do have a love,
of sometimes nothing more and most often it is greater,
that pulling from within the social graze to lead,
in while looking to the out and trying not to shout.


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