English: St. Christopher, Pott Shrigley (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
A fair weather alights,
At dawn after calm dreams;
A day that starts aright,
And makes a man placid as a stream.
But behold baneful blackness,
Brutely blasting abroad blessings,
Bestowing but brief brightness,
Bequeathing but belated blessings.
Caring Christ carry Christopher’s crosses;
Clearing clouds, cast clarity;
Competently cutting crippling curses;
Completely cover cum ceaseless charity.
Dusks dawn and days end.
Dear Lord bid danger subside;
Dress wounds, dinner and bed;
Dwell and guide, beside and inside.
-End.
I Feel Shadows 
I have decided to experiment with this “constricted” form of writing. Notice that every word in the first stanza contains a particular alphabet -A. Then subsequent stanzas contain subsequent alphabets.
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completely cutting crippling curses….wow…that was amazing! I can’t wait until you get to the x’ and z’s…lol
Hehehe! Stop testing me.
I wait for that day too.
Thank you very much for your kind comments. I owe my Muse.