troubadour

the scribe would write
holy
the troubadour
should
sing
everything
and should they be the same

they never were

so who wrote the epics
in between
that sometimes sound like holy wit
for
wisdom
and for warning

and come across for pleasure
in
the meeting place

long house
or
fires outside
in each season
when
and where
words shall save
for
entertainment
frankly
plus in telling
or implying
our own gospel

and will you come again
tomorrow
I must be on the way
to the next
place

where is the next place

stay for one more night so
we may sadly
tell you
the next morning

you are kind
for an audience
I shall stay
and gladly so

and so
the word got out through these
the news
rumors of news
what
to be ready for
at home
because of what’s developing
out there

and then
a song with verse
that has no meaning

and then
a song with verse
that has

a good night
for all our sakes
into
our heaven
hope for heaven
wills
tomorrow

by your leave
and mine
and God’s own

c l couch


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