Title: *Life Goes On

Title: *Life Goes On*

the functional northerner

welcomes the knight

he said soul-mates were like

two pieces of a puzzle 

with a density of beige

the functional northerner

welcomes the knight

how the pre-rain chill

loves to dance on freckled shakes

greasing the passage 

of their howling rage

the functional northerner 

welcomes the knight

putting quotes around their 

essential birth service

what will turn visible?

can you see it?

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Non-logical Poetry 

by Rev.Bola

[copyright: 23.Sep.2016]

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Title: *The Blue Frock

Title: *THE BLUE FROCK* - Art Animation by Rev.Bola

Title: *The Blue Frock*

Waiting alone in the immaculate-blue frock he had so often praised, with the cries of the frolicking children wafting in from outside, Talulah West, Student Nurse, thought once more of Taylor “sharp nosed” Maknut, the brilliant student who had wanted to make her the centre piece of his academic essay. He was now, according to the gypsy woman, struggling for life in the Amazon Jungle.

Then came a knock at the door, and she rose to face the inevitable. He was here! “Come to me, my angel — my pristine angel!” he breathed, passion igniting his strong features, and as the music in her heart rose to a new crescendo of happiness, she wordlessly let her body melt against his own.

[Short Tale by Rev.Bola - c. 23.Sep. 2016]

Title - *Free Breathing

Title - Free Breathing 

Breathing in great need like
A full wave about size.
Where was the sweet color then?
Wondrously, wondrously, gentle.
Yet there's life about the 
rebirths and the rainbows.
When do breezes become locks?
Time, love, and ever time.
Homes breathe and about 
Them love breathes too!
Meaning is a dead lover 
Before transformation and time.

Homes sought cheeks 
Like giddy roses winking.
Smiles felt the rainbow 
Upon the aching love, 
Wondrously but gamely.
Gently, devotedly, cravenly.
To find, we made. 
To seek, we sought.
Stumble wondrously like
A sunny day upon feeling.
Where is the luminous moon, 
That gentle love of now?
God embraces...
Silently.
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Nonsense Poetry by Rev.Bola
[copyright: 20 Sep.2016]
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