On The Most Exceptional Turtle

On The Most Exceptional Turtle

A Poem by Robert Robbie Lord Dudley

 i was sitting on a curb

and, was feeling,

    in a slump

    in (almost) a-funk got drunk

i can't take it, wasn't hiding inside

 

and i don't, to my wide heart surprise, there-in, A apple toss'd open

and core around runs across

 i gazed on the most exceptional

    turtle, jumping, a hurdle

 

  included, rivers. floated, escaping, incredible, generous to us began letters sent;

     urgent !  it can happen and time does fly

 Oh, how, i need, too, for a new adventure ocean

     hours flys so, i drop in, and, next it goes to home

  unraveling onto traveling out

     in between the lines, waywards the practice

of photos and formats

  in dark matters

     in a full stop, for something other outta the ear

in the head

 glows red all that rhymes in my ways

at first symbolic array of a rose, returning while you're roaming this sameness, endlessly blooms

A breath that's bending firm

Whether or not it lastly spells not a thing gone, of new spirit dwells in it, that's weird, Will this real humbles me, do have magic has it gather'd thorns torn up;

or larks abouts that first wave thru at tides high, this sameness, endlessly soothes

A breath, that's bending firmly

 

indeed, faded story done, i got, a clue, a guess, a hint, everything continues amiss confused

and I'm dreaming of nightinggales

and, it can help me, carry on, another inner expansion by & by stands or from bigger, greater winds slips thru

 and, Oh, saying, yours, welcomes shaded glory in a hole

  and, offers up, to a deep pond unquiet, Oh, go do

 

  A grasp, a twist to this view enabling new soul, wow! weeps

now me, to unhold within your thick shell found

  here?, may in my white helmet you'll dwell

We're so special i's to wonders feels undone

great words of a wanderer into space gladly

  Along-sides ones own slow time reaches

    spotted a roller-blade, well worn, let's see at bottom's side

streets, mornings and rivers floated, escaping, together, apart

 starts states of mind

and in brief, put on your headlamps

 and let's go, to venture out 

and, over, against the darkness learns deserves haunts

by yonder leaps

 improves, i choose to be, my love

 as light as a little breeze

   and, to render, Oh, tender, we're here between stones and sleeps, waits on top in wooden tins of disposition

 

And, that's to & form early truly are you a-memory trys it on a soft hat.

  A daylight, why see it, why say, so why is that sky clearly enclosing it

down the road to be sure

  around, above, some closer, in the distance as-like-so, rose, you, me was once

oh, must, you, go ?

 to another those swims only makes more

 

  lakes, brooks, streams, and, i am glad,

happy to be back trys it on a soft hat

fast, slow, is that it, are you there, runs alike; most sacred here on walls falls my reaches slow whereat in no time

But, all's a-disaster, to some counting holes just Thereof, awhiles up is hanging down fast.

Stumbles onto the ground

And, decides gones to stay is at tides high, Oh, Grows, Now! Something Clouds kinder thunder to be Whatta you were, still awake still aside Awash'd it's been cool

  it's sort of an undoomed day

do you know what it means

I heard words and angels pass by

 

 

© 2023 Robert Robbie Lord Dudley


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Robert Robbie Lord Dudley
Robert Robbie Lord Dudley

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