Friday, August 12, 2016

Marriage, a "Vulgar" notion.

In marriage,
two stages, be their may.

Three their be,
If luck their hold.

To work them through,
The second to return,
To the first.

Is the work of,
of a lifetime.

T'is it then a Vulgar notion.
For a Vulgar time.

From fuck you, in the hallway,
To fuck you, as we pass.

To have the courage,
To change, forget, and forgive.

To return the cycle.
To this, then be my task,
In this life.

*Vulgar: of the common folk, peasant class, redneck notion.

Thursday, August 11, 2016

The London Illustrated News .

I let them loose, today.
Where they ever, really, mine.

The thoughts, I possessed...
When I possessed them.
they were mine?

Now are recorded, and scattered.
Scattered to the wind.

Chesterton, had his thoughts,
in the penny papers, of his day,
The London Illustrated News.

They wrapped fish in then.
They used them, like the Sears, Roebuck, Catalog,
In the outhouse,
To finish, their duty,

Now I publish, to the blog,
and facebook too?

Will my thoughts last, long.
Will I be remembered,
When gone, I am.

Still the thoughts,
I carry, and Share,
maybe you, can share,
them too.

Gilbert (G.K.) Keith Chesterton.

Tuesday, August 9, 2016

The covenant, and the sparrow.

Why choose to luv, him
Faithful was he, not

The many years,
and the children.

Sleeping side by side.
always to mourn, what could have been.

Together, apart came they always.
Always, together and apart.

To give up, many would have now.
Yet, not give up she has...

Did she see what he could be,
and not what he was,
or had been.

Was he the sparrow,
God watched and mourned?

It is said, never a sparrow doeth fall,
but God doeth not take notice of.

If he, god wanted, him,
how could she not.

This covenant,
This eternal,
This ever more.

This she seeks,
and ever see's.

Monday, August 8, 2016

To finish, is now

The poem...

When is it completed ?

When I post it,
or when you share it?