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David Hilburn Sep 2021
Considered in five
Gaiety's, with a promise at their center
Turmoil, in voice to cope, the tale of our jive
With a boat to seek a truer moment, meant there

Calling upon the horizon
To send its best
Letters of condolence, will favor a come
That has season for salt, salt for since, we are seclusion lest

Having quite a party, in the time of olden hue?
And revitalizing sunshine, the powers of unique
And by the mores we meant, a relative coup
Of salutations and sulk, of a hunger that is fate in each

Restoring the name of preponderance to trying
The tally of worth, is a lonely vice to question us
The tow of many and miracles of justice denying
A happier place than what we can afford, as a conscience's, thus?

Anecdote; poor and resolute, in an answer to give a gift
Come, prowess and adrenaline; being the barrier
Of simplicity in the dread of guarantee's to the known, rift
Of mercy we make for each other, that by the time, is a days lover
For such a smile to heed, similarity is a five letter word; heals
David Hilburn Sep 2021
Unction in love
Well to do guarantee's, fewer in number
Than birds of paradise, a lasting covenant
That collect a tried and truer kiss, than a moment in hand, dumber

A bird named happiness
The opus of require, in the remaining voice of certainty
Shown the course and condition we expect to bless
The order of kind, that has us for a shown eye, with prowess comes lands amenity

Never a sore song
Without a revealing done, to the suppose of why
Rights of sensibility that adore you, for a season of curiosity all along
When might makes a speed right, the eyes of decency speak of courage's sight

Which see's you in a rosey finish to a stare...
Come, with real silence, that seeks to understand a dilemma
Of unity's distance, and partisan familiarity, a question of care
Taken to utmost with a privileged and, of since and beauty's humbler

Birds are such envious causes, when a rule of thumb makes shame
See the promises of composure for a new time, our simplicity
Is a couth on the move, readying hope to give sight's shadow a name
That deserves the star we made, reasoning truth, is yours implicitly...
David Hilburn Sep 2021
At least we cherish
At least we know, divine
At least we escape done with a pariah
At least we paid attention to all and time

At most
The truth of a frugal liberty
Established with older reasons, if not duty to a host
Proof is in the hunch, you seek; a rue to integrity

At means
The tact of real enough shade, for a quietness today
Like a shared eye with spare certainty's seen
The courage to make time with a resolve of any

At method
With their common packages and paces of just
The fate of facts, to invent the words of God
With the will of peace's wish, are we that we are, must?

At must
In the hands of each and other, wise, the cares of poise
Precisely adding the order and credulity of us
In the idea of sincerity we make; isn't freedom a choice?

At need
Call of youth, entering the charisma of patience
Succinct tales we never ventured, without a heed
For a spoken chance, at what will be, a loan of age...
David Hilburn Sep 2021
"Spiritus Amundii"
Savage as the stone
Of complacency is, a key
To a house you don't own...

Birds and quite the land
Is memory served...?
A rolling shape to what a hand
Knows like a rage, a reason; areared

Homes we visit, for fun
Major mistakes, token all's to know?
That run and run...
From wishes made, to asking the old...

For another
A final house, of comparison
And rises of decency, in open bother
That came to light, with a voices champion

Rued today, scented with tomorrow
The risks of yesterday, are us
To behold the world, to borrow
A head for sincerity, come to discuss...
The house that Jack built with a friend's wondering, can I have my own pillow?
David Hilburn Sep 2021
Pouts and things
Scent in the summer breeze
Rules of conduct, the opposition
And the cares of decency, see my curiosity?

Walking to the sunset
Set to rights, that continue with patience
Otherwise might, the eclectic met...
In the heat of bother, sincerity's rages?

Kindly, no more friendships
Without, the keep of a mercy
Timely, and known for a life's twist
The truth in a coming discomfiture of worry

Has, a kneeling gift been so radical?
Through and done to who, the twain of embarrassment
Is a catch of baring the night, ever worldly and skeptical
The need of another, to understand a youth, I relent:

Burden in full light, to wait and receive the presence of mere
And true timidity, the response of unity in cares
Of lore and love, to worth the times into a question dear
That has a voice pure enough to be, the ideal of meandering stares...

Meant to kind come, the liberty in a wishing brace
To venture forth, with energy and elan, the things of moments
Given a some, of virtue with a kiss of repose, for praise
Seldom is the misery of a heart seen, unless another has been, kept
David Hilburn Sep 2021
Utter the world's;
Spill or spoil; the hunt anew...
The words we know, for certainty
Come from a moment, of gaiety and who

Sates put away, and a promise of virtue
Offered, with the call of sincerity...
The tale of fates and heirs, is a fairing you
With pause in the skill's of beauty to others, virtuosity...?

Promises that came with a license, of fortitude
In the might we afford, for the rhyme and reason
The comparing heed, with an exaction, of eclectic jude...
With a charming smile, to append the nature of learning's season?

Which in the limelight...
Is a waiting friend, to venture forth with a subtle sight
Spectacle and what the heck is with a clever right?
To find the spare and done dour, of entourage sublime...

Been the scope, of duty to finalize a certain accord
Actual sake and desire make, the coming portion of sense
Inclined by the shown, avidity, now complete to days to word
Space for a clashing vote, which has a question left to moments, without decision in amends?

Uttering the words
Points and paces of better ideas, the tow of synergy
To seem, if not win the role of deliverance in a salt, satisfied to occur
In the touch of unity, which has seen all, the price of passion's prophecy
David Hilburn Sep 2021
Burden in clashes, of simplicity
Suggest to an envy, the talk of youth
To awaken from a tight slumber, the roof of tenacity
With a city to share the bed, with roses and the emergent couth...

We're...
A hair in the eye, with a solemn trust to escape
Passion in a firey embrace, the gifts of unity assure
A looking hour, to see the better of mirrors, that we hate

Perhaps **** and its aftermath should
A whole comb of duty, to clarify the known run
Courage to develop a taste for each other, when milk has a liberty in could
Love in a total of vanity for fate, only worsened by ice and its come

Babel
Told to sit down, for anecdote and town
In the heed of a new care, character to finish it's tea, with manifests oil?
And the contrary news of the past, a future with our dances, to own...
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