ALL HEART OF THINGSA Poem by Robert Robbie Lord DudleyWhat? I'm under A soft cloud cover Trims the cloths, ah! sometimes left off I can be fine with thatHard lines by heavy rains What? I saw asleep Was it making it obvious Or was it also against it Hush! Giants as re-adjustments thru For just pieces thick Appears cool and sweet spot thus Feeling the breezes In the remaining trees All heart of things It's too far but not today Always alive stands inside floating by Abouts I'll go feels better Under the bridges The uncertain low sides lasted The images are too fast I'll know more Sending into the crystal blue springs From outta hesitation Beams of the Earth throwing That are looming, forming free Flowers of the forest So pretty it be just birds On their ways out There's of abouts I'll go feel better Under the bridges As some blues Ran down there On the back pages The uncertain low sides lasted The images are too fast On the eyes to impart Smooth raindrops buckets That are falling outside I accepted it I added to it & we can learn Each day as two oceans Beneath into the Earth deep Keeping somehow would know All heart of things Stringing alongsides Oh, it's so far but not today Always alive inside floating by my projectionOf acts oh, a-cliff, whom hadn't had enuff I'm glad in it Didn't matter feel the sunshine done quiet & briteThat's it painted meant bats A thousand yellow willows weeps At early light beholden up the skyStrangely surprising me This creation tall The long fall How clear & dark it was I'm taking care beholds up the groundTo go upon that river-bed When we in the same boat now we sailing Through this way I cannot say I mustn't fret Still it's perfect, Many ways To do the echoes are you Without it & going on I found it then Of all lit up dim Without us looking on Over the fire I've been in the caves My distracted concentration Drifting away My inner-feelings unknown That are looming Forming connections Flowers of the forest conducts Everso disrupts begins & ends The effects & the causes that Held up the skyAs if some beacon Pointed upon floats On these blocks Never for myself Well then I'm putting it off For now gone Body & mind discovers All together closer Yet haven't been one Another thought lost Written on out In one message A little more damaged What? else is the winds a-getting Reading upon the signs Reasons at all upon within thrilledSpins around the threads to the Earth deep moving Standing high in the ways of fruits flying All heart of things Stringing along the river Nothing to hide How my life at times Wanders miles & miles Besides a road Rose water more-over Water everywhere beyond The open nature more easier horizonJust another illusion Of time & space use your own bad poem pours out paint Found it doesn't Drag behind me The uppermost mainly mass above We awaits so, on edge Upon a slow string That dangles starlight does throw Over the water crows not to fall As some real blues Ran down there The back pages Deep below There's of abouts how I'll go feel better Under the bridges The uncertain low side lasted The images are too fast I'll know more Up there & looking out behind Of that hilltop And maybe it is But still be willing, able The results show Also brilliant low Even if time far whenever been so long The sky is taintedWhat you want wild of wonder Acts of, oh, a-cliff, whom hadn't had enuff I'm glad in itDidn't matter I feel the darkness done quiet & briteThat's it painted meant Once within & shadows wasA thousand yellow willows weep I don't want another way into shows Goes on, goes on, passin' on & on From some the grass beneath a-sponge rethinkin' one how deep Very uplifting freely arose pushes those That felt well That fell into the sea fairest this is it Of the ocean's swoll; It's already there.© 2022 Robert Robbie Lord Dudley |
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Added on July 27, 2016 Last Updated on April 12, 2022 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 |