The Tree That Saw The Marrow!

 

Felt the third rock from the Sun and the blast Mooned,

to a long range my eyes went to the line,

a thread to say that silk is just the clothes on the signed,

forest a corn and the milk of land and honey!!

A length of stretch gave the shine,

in variable mathematics added like a birch and sweet,

green to yawn the Sun gave rhythm a balance as a harness and swan,

to the lakes an ocean smelled the salt of tears.

Smiles gave the valleys a mountain,

grass said wheat,

bee never said bird,

the eagle rose!

Shed fathom to a sky that glass was made to stop,

the clear became humanity on a grand ban,

otherwise challenged the halt by virtue,

grace sat a little.

Ache bent 'til Lombard road,

the bends and the turns stride the streets,

a map grin,

the grid.

What is the table should the chair have pulled up to that saving a sound?,

did the ear kernel and the vernacular stream?,

saying that raft how is the tongue to speak a shaft?,

each avenue musk inching the strum.

Ships and the Piers,

harbor note while the pen is the four rails of the track,

a training directive?,

a channel.