Stand Tall And Rise

Stand Tall And Rise

A Poem by Robert Robbie Lord Dudley

Beyond a shadow

Of a doubt

Today ain't gone

At least not yet

I'm never too far from a song

Or by a great poem

And more by life-forms

Bringing myself because

Oh, yes, I wasn't all done in

By my actions

catch down

So how long will this nicely say

That something upon it may 

Exist the freedom

Without thought

Without choice

A feeling of warmth

Whenever, out of waters falling

With sand and waves

Where are we 

Going back then

Not by the results

Stand tall and rise

It is containing

Now, concealed 

Oh, I suppose

Another life here

Will it impose a problem

For let's go, what's mellow

And, new!

For a new moon

Into ways like you are

Instead of insight

Passing through

Into the woods 

Many photos taken

Revealed and still around

To fly around

A night until I'm through

At my nonesuch sandcastles

In the hills

Very awesome!

A passage  

It is to know not

I wanna know

It is this just once

To look at again

Only everyone can see it

Only as one in delight

I will tell not

Whenever, I cannot

Discribe, so, I just 

Stand tall and rise

Oh, I should've

Oh, I never know where

We are in a space

For a time is in a tree seeking

Upstairs and downstairs

Upside-down and inside-out

Feeling also like a lost kite

To find us closer  

Let's run down

Let's run across

Let's pick it up again 

Many hours upon

This here thing

May it long exist

The freedom

What's odd

Was leaving but wasn't

Way left behind

Where am I 

Beyond a shadow

Of a doubt

Today ain't gone

© 2019 Robert Robbie Lord Dudley


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Added on December 19, 2014
Last Updated on October 8, 2019

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Robert Robbie Lord Dudley
Robert Robbie Lord Dudley

Riverside, NJ



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