RISING LIKE TWO MOUNTAINS IN THE SKYA Poem by Robert Robbie Lord Dudleytaking shelter on the highest mountain climbing up a treetop onto those long down lines i see myself defining it a silver cloud let me walk where eagles dare where the moon and the stars are up feeling vibrant i have no feather i will meet you there higher gravitated t'ward space let me walk once where the shadows of the eagles dare, i can fly when i become the red wing the white wing the blue wing anything, let me see within outside cutting corners of the tables of what i know is after feeling dejected in, in, in, to a sad rachet unstrung for no use i can see it it's looking terrific where's that at in, in, in, to a letter worn joy outta sorrow a red rose grew wilder they aren't the same can you feel that it's becoming unbroken uncompromising by the very line fell please! it's a good day between a clearer blue to move on i'm going, i'm done picking sides, all sides right or left where do we belong while love grows strong like something out of a garbage pail the sunlight is shining in still thinking of what, i want to do now is this fault to tear the fair mountain apart through the action of reflecting it wasn't all empty later on, won't be easy mine's in the sky shines looking at the shadows i shall fly and be that way i shall swim and be right now i shall find a windy hill and the sky will open there and do me a favor let me walk once what, i've done let it grow abundance, breaking shells flowery and free in, in, in a garbage pail daily by the head by the message keep on the upbeat by the feet seeking instead of kicking and screaming and yelling within the echos then who knows and who cares in forming together it will and slowly fills the yellow sky that'll make me fly from the ascent till the end there is a poem and is this thing unevenly thinking encourging running and jumping into the new water on, on, on, the swing the sunlight is shining in this in, in, in anything dreaming wild smash the dishat full sail, for now i can see it rustles louder into the breeze like two tall trees rising like two mountains in the sky alright i know what you mean now it will come true brightly t'ward space all the exposure in, in, in, between the situation is changing bringing in the birds on, on, on a wall, on, on, on a windy hill of far away the wooden beams slowly warms once, there, where was, more like two tall trees rising like two mountains in the sky and, it is, in, in, in, my strength and courage will take me there i have no feather i will meet you there higher gravitated t'ward space you will notice i been seeking in value in virtue in sweetness in salvation and, in, in, in, you as well i will meet you, too there higher gravitated t'ward space you will notice saying, i should go in its dark mist in its blue smoke it's disappearing i don't understand it in a way that's dense, unseen rising upon here, there everywhere elsewhere will flow to dally, to dally in the air embracing thoughts puts back on the light i'm lost in the starlight if, all day long i use to be darker nights laying down deeper all deluded in the new spaces the light sparkles in, in, in, the glasses below to reach behind slowly fell in, in, in, the yellow sky till the end there is a poem to grieve with-in between is light i can remember do you remember it's hard to tell like two tall trees rising like two mountains in the sky all over the world stop, let me breathe it all in, in, in, in, if there is a sound i hear a sound i hear you pausing, on, on, on, the crystal staircase if there is a need i have no feather if i had wings and there will be and it is, in, in, in, my strength and courage will take me there i will meet you there higher gravitated t'ward space you will notice i should go finding freedom and wisdom once, there, where was, nothing more rising like two mountains in the sky like two tall trees bringing in the birds amongst the papers on thin snow reaching over take care i'll take care embracing upon a windy hill and the sky between staying brave finding peace in the love i found growing out of a garbage pail daily from the start the sunlight is shining in heavenly presence in this feeling vibrant with amazement in my eyes all is once upon again alive and forever in this way begun a time to feel in how to care, ahh! if so, i will go realising, bringing up on, on, on, a fish i'm getting it together i wish i could into the new waters if i had wings i've been seeking value looking how far away on, on, on, a stick in, in, in, a book while on the long cool walk home on the long drive up we belong if incomprehensive on, on, on, it gives me wings if i had wings the blue wing the red wing anything, let me see within outside cutting corners of the tables of what i know is by the here, there let me walk once and henceforward i realised are you all right you look'd friendly in, in, in, between both of us i think so all the branches seen i only want to be freed to walk through to reach behind slowly befell the yellow sky till the end there is a poem to grieve with-in by the senses by the thing that pieces us together by my standing on i can see beyond the clouds beneath in, in, in, a shelter the wooden beams slowly warms rooms near the edge facing the dark waters on, on, on, onto a mountain in the sky, morning it's up to me now i can see beyond the clouds below remaining still we aren't the same as invisible as the one line poem straight and longer overflowing and it will in time to time perhaps the tides slowly allows slipping and sliding, escaping and hiding in later life i'm exploring them amongst gripping the slopes in footsteps all the hill-tops all the tree-tops as one line straight and longer all the table-tops overflowing creatively strangely, i could wait i could dare once, there, where was, more there-of things upon the Spring bringing in the birds unrecognizable at the first beat at the first sense stops, lets me breathe it all, in, in, in, in the shade, fading after into the white spaces shining i could wait i could to be returning again above ground hand in hand solid, and, perfect into our arms hugging everything rolling, overflowing to grieve with-in there is my best poem on, on, on, onto things overwelming in this place i found, i laid down deeper seen two feet deeper are scattered about i have no feather waving in the air lo, and, behold at the foot of the mountains cold out, in, in, in, somewhere facing the dark waters oh, hello, golden flowers show in a circle wide at my feet below i'm reaching coloring my feelings i hold you nice heading up slowly befell the yellow sky i smell you sweetly i tell you sweetly in the shades of green increasing so fresh and unfolding into my hand below, in, in, in, the shadows of the lonely things so beautiful feelings dejected in, in, in, a sad low arch made my last call where's a sweeter red rose grows wilder they aren't the same can you feel that it's becoming unbroken uncompromising by the very line please! My feathered friends tried may all your days be sunny i'm moving on i'm going, i'm done picking sides, all sides of the problem pain rising like two mountains in the sky once, there, where was, more i found this outta a garbage pile daily from the start the sunlight is shining in while you are looking on, on, on a feather that falls out down from on high behind both sides like two shadows like two tall trees spreading afar across in my arms in flight it will pass upon i heard a sound they aren't the same hurrying me onward waving in the air around divinely created like two tall trees rising like two mountains in the sky a kind word a kind different reassuring me and i went on looking taking me up like two tall trees rising like two mountains in the sky once, there, where was, more while i'm slipping and sliding escaping and, and hiding coming across on, on, on a long wire down the lion was busyi've just been suspended, strangely and creatively where's the point i don't understand it alive and forever something remains deeper thru, in, in, in, the wooden beams slowly warms rooms near the edge facing the dark waters here, there everywhere will flow to dally, to dally in the air embracing thoughts puts back on the light i'm lost in the starlight if, all day long laying down deeper a clearer blue in, in, in, the valley below slowly befell the yellow sky our purpose was once making waves over the new waters in, in, in into the wind so long for everyone the best i can do oh, lyrical flow so gone let me in what isn't broken yet i'm glad i've been there waiting the angels waiting the lullabye around me if i had wings to lay down deeper always in, in, in, by the very stream like two mountains in the sky once, there, where was, more on, on, on, arriving for struggling through and through far across the pond a clearer blue the blue wing the red wing anything, let me see within outside the beauty, our time dirty poetsawaiting the angels awaiting the lullabye around me of what i know like two shadows spreading far away across up in flight it will pass overwelming in with temptation the burden like two tall trees rising like two mountains in the sky in some place climbing up a treetop let me walk where the shadows of the eagles dare, i can fly when i become the red wing the white wing the blue wing anything, let me see within outside cutting corners of what i know is after feelings dejected in, in, in, a sad low arch made my last call here inside a sweater joy outta sorrow a red roses grows wilder they aren't the same can i feel how real it's becoming unbroken uncompromising by the very line please! it's a good day to a clearer blue to move on i'm going, i'm done picking sides, all sides right or wrong we belong while on the long cool walk home i been seeking in value in virtue in sweetness in with salvation and in, in, in, you as well i will meet you there higher gravitated t'ward space you will notice i should go once, there, where was, nothing more rising like two mountains in the sky © 2020 Robert Robbie Lord Dudley |
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1 Review Added on March 24, 2014 Last Updated on November 22, 2020 AuthorRobert Robbie Lord DudleyRiverside, NJAboutACROSS THE NIGHT'S SHINING ROAD COVERS ME, i'LL READ. Life, Thyme leeds rails rushes a begotten hold only copes oh, poetry a random ray of yellow light shining sky golden drops in fields trickles b.. more..Writing |