Ships Of Cunning

Top Secret Drawstrings:

Some People Say Foolish how it is:

Off the promenade........

Run........  Ships of Cunning.

The first to drink from the thirst of the Cup...........

Aware of Aware.........

Ships Of Cunning........

Delving's worth the price to pay

In this the brief encounter of my life.............

As the continuing name sake.................

Looking for something in the fractured pieces of the us..............

The we have become the pieces of the them we are..............

We the remnants of the them.....................

We became through no fault of our own...........

Descendants of the ancient ones........

Capable of the Delving............

Delving's worth the price to pay..................

                                                                          Mr. Delvingsworth.........

Screwing off in the hot sticky of the Florida Keys........

Cadbury sat next to her  silently  ,  invisible ,  on the school bus's bench seat covered in that  durable green vinyl  material..... That rolled down Barry Ave... the suns  morning light flickering through the whispering Casurina  trees .............onto the dark shadows that lay on the  asphalt of the street........and then were gone.

She probably does not  even remember......... he thought........

As a girl of 12 she was maturing and bothered by the world............

In real  time Hemingway was at work clunking away  all dizzy  his  head swaying and eyes rolled back in his head  on his old Royal,  the  newspaper articles in the form of letters to the editor  that few if anyone   even noticed............let alone read.........

Maybe the whales cared?  For his  pointing out of  injustices....  LOOK!  there there... the cynics bent finger was pointing..........

 In his heart he  did want to help her meet with resolve  in her  angst..........
She was annoyed with  the World.

He understood:

He too saw............

Cadbury  thought of a word to give her in her adolescence  held up high  over her head on a poster board for all to see, in her World on nonchalance.

It read    'SCREW OFF YA'LL'    in bold letters.......................

Next Cadbuy  jetted in reverse and found himself holding up to the light  a clear plastic evidence bag made of thick clear plastic with a claim check inside for  a Stolen  Orange and White Cessna with  his name on it...  he knew nothing about.. in the bottom of the bag in a separate sealed  compartment was a  Sticky bud........ and pumpkin seeds........... coated in heavy resin, he thumped the bag... with his pointer finger off his thumb....

The banner  was a gift given to his daughter.......... for her to hold  up high......... the poster board

showing  the words like a cat  'show's'   its asshole    
Show , Show,   Showing  the cat walked  along the formica  counter top................ SCREW OFF  YA'LL

  and show it to the World.


Have a good long  LOOK.

While your at it.

Screwing off in the hot sticky of the Florida Keys...........

Screwing off in the hot sticky of the Florida Keys........

Cadbury sat next to her  silently  ,  invisible ,  on the school bus's bench seat covered in that  durable green vinyl  material..... That rolled down Barry Ave... the suns  morning light flickering through the whispering Casurina  trees .............onto the dark shadows on the  asphalt of the street........

She probably does not  even remember......... he thought........

As a girl of 12 she was maturing and bothered by the world............

In real  time Hemingway was at work clunking away  all dizzy  head swaying  eyes rolled back on his old Royal the  newspaper articles in the form of letters to the editor  that few if anyone   even noticed............
Maybe the whales cared?  pointing out injustices....  LOOK!  there there... the cynics bent finger was pointing..........

 In his heart he  did want to help her meet with resolve  in her  anxiety,
She was annoyed with  the World.

He too saw............

Cadbury  thought of a word to give her in her adolescence  held up high on a green colored poster board for all to see, in her World on nonchalance.

It read    'SCREW OFF YA'LL'    in bold letters.......................

Next Cadbuy  jetted in reverse and found himself holding a clear plastic evidence bag up made of thick clear plastic with a claim check inside for  a Stolen  Orange and White Cessna with  his name on it...  he knew nothing about.. in the bottom of the bag in a separate sealed  compartment was a  Sticky bud........ and pumpkin seeds........... coated in heavy resin, he thumped the bag... with his pointer finger off his thumb....

The banner  was a gift given to his daughter.......... for her to hold  up high......... to show  the  green poster board

Showing  the words like a cat  'show's'   its asshole    walking along the kitchen counter top.....

Show , Show,   Showing  the cat walks along the  Formica   counter top................ SCREW OFF  YA'LL

  and show it to the World.

The Cat Shows its Butt Hole..........
Just like..............................................


Screwing off in the hot sticky of the Florida Keys...........

Steering the Pen

Finding gratitude or lack thereof..........

'The Eve of discontent popped into my mind'

"now is the winter of our discontent"  Was word whittled by Dear Sir Francis Bacon... under the pen name of Shakespeare .......

or so some say...........

The following descriptions to a tee..................

"To strut before a wanton ambling Nymph"

"To the lascivious pleasing of a lute"

and thirdly,

That dogs bark at me as I halt by them........

English is certainly a charmed language,  at any rate.

Or so Cadbury finds........

Steering the Pen.

Hunting The Limelight

From deep in the Forest ............

Sleeping on it..........

Mulling over:

Hunting the limelight:

Look over yourself:

I guess:

It is unto thee Brethern and Sistren  to wear what thou wilst:

your latest work..............

struck me as :

More Intense;

Refined for lack of a better word:

quality orientated ,

More Fine Haired:

Closer Knit:

You can play and watch it faster, faster.........

Getting the Wind of it.

Hunting The Limelight.

The Crossing of Ocean Widths and the If's Were............Brigade

Is it right or privilege ?

Upon Who's Authority......... if you please?

Who is the author of all these rules?

Why it's the ............

The Crossing of  Ocean Widths and  the If's were...........   Brigade.