HOW WE SCAMPER EVER ABOUT THE HIGHWAY

HOW WE SCAMPER EVER ABOUT THE HIGHWAY

A Poem by Robert Robbie Lord Dudley

how we scamper

scamper across highways

that's all of course

flowers below on more-so

does I hear not-so from

something wherefore

remarkable in hollows

Spring what harbors

bigger branches subconscious

choices changing the fields

spotting wild flowers

the feelings are

under the bloom

it cleared the air

under one sky we went

let me thru to sit it's awesome

by paths both two nights shine

one sky I could go

let's fly onto a-higher sets thru a-maze

for tomorrow or the next

jots streams let me see

gaze into this perfect phrase of turns

with all the ways

around a-broken line

bending things above

the wind blows down

straight beneath thru us

the only rain that falls all fast

encloses with walls these steps

to the clear sweet beats transparent as wells

understood of rain on my face

if I listens to my time pass

yet does I hear not that

few if anymore knew

arose thru-out to

express all the ways

I've been put together

or twice before once peace is back

this walk I could go on feeling so full

but I made my brighter

marbles land far out

apart of beneath upon it separates from to

crystals & rocks blankets

if distance is what's next

closest by both we be

nights one sky forms leaves

I ask someone else's

has the covers broke

the sheets of papers

came apart wider

strangest places to forget may remember

I kept it in & outta window boards lays loud

I met another rose

a-dead leaf if alone & sad

said so many things

ahead inside why so unknown still dark sparks

together we're a candle

I could go indoors

thinking in sunshine

a flame opens comes apart

the dust returns to tell

showers almost anymore special

O heart's core

O destiny's rose

O wind rises

grew what's besides you

trails flung up to

the one sky grown

too deep is it thru that bottom

sweet ground a lot of

forgotten rivers go

in silence as clay

I took it turning

over now one sky

be in the whole

moment yet short lines

O' let me write my pen begone

I made my brighter

marbles land far out

of underneath upon it seperated from to

crystals and rocks

if distances is what's up

the closest has the covers broke

sheets of white papers

I took it upward

to that one sky

became apart wider

taking a picture 

it's almost nighttime

O' go dream

on those dreams shadows roll

moved most beautiful

found in others

what you doing here

red volumes of words appears

starts in thin coats

the obsolete cloud

bigger than great notes

water wanders

all the ways

all the years O' do see

what to do there

for something was

in a-leaf in extent opens inwards within

returns to fortunate feels

to me in-thru this

cosmos I could goes with

lets me feel best

well-thrown in-thru holes of lightning

am looking up

can scatter much bluer notes

on two clouds

how we scamper

scamper across

that's all of course matters

I hope you find

what you meant

gone up in a spout of rainfall

that shines out

with all the ways

down an old broken lane I fell thru

was so grandiose washes

at tides that splashed

on the side walls

of your mind

sunlight far and wide 

by both two nights

within one sky grows still

for we shall be

shortly in tall grasses enjoying

that's all of course matters

continues carryin' wings wet as snow

how we scamper

scamper across

that's all of course matters

the obsolete cloud

gleaming within remarks

hearts yearns what harbors

bigger branches

choices changing the fields

the feelings hurt

under the bloom

it cleared the air

under one sky

dreaming best

never missing a beat

accompanied one

on ankles

consolidated

like a statue stands

eyes, face, hands, head

rises rushes entangles us in tide waved back

© 2025 Robert Robbie Lord Dudley


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Added on April 3, 2016
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Robert Robbie Lord Dudley
Robert Robbie Lord Dudley

Riverside, NJ



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