Something you must pay has a person's name?
BILL!

It could also sound like a letter which you must clear?
O OWE

you can’t dodge rubbish in this or can you?
SKIP

where the sky's the limit sort of for cost?
SKY HIGH PRICES

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El Capitan - you are a joint
  Within the Sierra Nevadas
Of punctuated granite -
  A sentinel of the ages.

Sylvestris partition -
  Beam of silver - or steel -
Are you a step to heaven
  Or a capstone for hell?

Stern expression of peace -
  Keeper of fortitude -
Of what would you speak?
  Would I even understand you?

Many-hued pubs bid me welcome
  As would friends on the street
And so does Cromwell Bridge
  Where long ago we first met.

I see the fields where we played
  And plucked up the kerry violets.
I gaze out over the dark bay
  Reflecting our lives as glass.

Memories live but a season
  And like a photograph
And erelong, I will be as one
  Fading - crumbling fast.

When you are old and banjaxed
  Will you still remember
And find there my countenance
  Among the leas of Kenmare?

When pillars fail
  When walls break
My angel can bear
  The unknown weight.

If darkness prevails
  He comes striving
To lead me down trails
  I've never been.

Our Sun imprints heavy July
Upon a crimson sunset.
The first star I see in the west
Brings with it a cobalt sigh ...

What love is this
That spellbinds me
And keeps me returning
To read scripture?
Older I will get
And wiser I will be
'Til these times end
And I've endured.

There exists no place
  Outside the Lord's grip -
From the outposts of space
  To the eclipse of a pit -
He's never far away

And even more so -
  He's on the war field
In the foxholes -
  In the nursing ward
And in the catacombs.

Where else should He be
  But with the wounded
In body and spirit, prithee?
  As two are wed -
Jesus - be ever with me.

Music starts my little church
  And bids us goers "come forward" -
Timid and cleansing at first -
  Bringing voices to one accord

Then her voice waxing loud
  And the piano's tempo
Make the atmosphere bound
  To become a crescendo

When our song meets Him above
  And the sweet chorus repeats.
Did such music greet Asaph
  At the foot of heaven's gates?