WE'RE ALL WORTHY HERE TO READ

WE'RE ALL WORTHY HERE TO READ

A Poem by Robert Robbie Lord Dudley

On a wooden swing

Reclining backwards

Yawp, Pop, you was right

Oo what does a discontented truth relies on

The empty chair

One's self

Oo on wings and spirits and darkly

Explains it to me

A wonderful world

To weep in

A good world

To cry for

A wonderful lamp posted

On the wall of a hoisted beam

Ever-as, if, everso you to be sad yourself

Is another mind craft indeed

As-like an owl that included

Who are you

Woo - Woo

Through a new knothole

A new tree, lights low 

Every time on

A new haunt

For a one of a kind lawn, amazing,

Living, loving, looking

At the early birds

Doing stuff

Doing strangely

In thier own sleep 

I can go free 

Flying over out

Some magical wonderland

So thirsty

We're all birds

We're all worthy

Here to read

When-as, if, everso at home

I daydream, fade, some

Show me how 

Freeing my ankles

in the audible poem

Whichever-so way i turn, i look

I know, is it sure?

Following my nature

My being under

A dripping ceiling

Of fine ink, i like to think so

To those that think also

In tubs and in sinks

The cold ice cut sold

Realizations

Inspirations

Keeping with their feathers

On thier backs

In thier fears

In thier thin sweats

Appears to let me

Collect myself here

Of snow cakes pure

So thirsty

One on the glass

Resoloves, gravitates

Up and down

Was just towards

Something else

In-through-out

The water 

The mirror's shiney

The journey

The journey of thier flight 

I hope they enjoy

All we do, all i do

It's the story of my life

At the bottom

No explaining it

Was just myself back then

I can watch

What they can do

Over and over and over

On the off-beat path

So thirsty

We're all birds

We're all worthy

Here to read

© 2014 Robert Robbie Lord Dudley


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Added on February 23, 2014
Last Updated on December 15, 2014

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Robert Robbie Lord Dudley
Robert Robbie Lord Dudley

Riverside, NJ



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