Old Vises 

The Thirty Third Day

Come heart mental eyes me
F U dare
My love is philioing through
Open
Agape
Ere oh centric
Leaving store G behind
Four a Greek tragedy
Of words

Which box
Did you put me in
Send away?

Beacon 

The Thirty Second Day

What is a beacon
Without its own light
But a moon’s
Sunlit smiling face
Hiding a dark side

Transcendental Journey Home 

The Thirty First Day

“Three Quarks for Muster Mark”-A Transcendental Journey Home

Gonna take a transcendental journey
Gonna set my quarks at ease
Gonna make a transcendental journey
To eschew old sanctities

I got my bark, I got my reservations
Spent the time I was afford’
Like a child on cusp of new deduction
Understanding every Word

Flavors
Seven of them come in
Flavors
Then I’ll look around for colors
Red and blue and green-It’s quite a scene

I never thought my heart could take the journey
How could all these things be known
Gotta take a transcendental journey
Transcendental journey home

With apologies to James Joyce, Bud Green, Les Brown and Bill Homer