Could you know the round hill I go

could you know

the round hill I go

bein' & not of any times at last the deep plants in dreams colours on

letters came there & obscures

carries off where-by now

all abouts the birds

that shattered

the lamplight

again chances it be

flowin' through how

it seems to as if like

the truth comes in almost

and goes someplace

within, without

embracin" winds

when do we

wanna dance Spring's up

from which agony 

on some re-opens me

things worn before

so long ago

is distances done even

throws your web

decidin" & hidin' from above

so far made sure

given word beholden the sea

shows there's

no more hanging by

high & low or learnin' so

bends on in the air

amidst the cold

wide fields, I feels, I falls forwards

anyways tonight

are my dreams

re-opens in a-bequest

calls me on

to stay but one big view

enough worse

for better although the last

not yet but

bright ease

and you can keep it

comes to compose

as almost alike me

this made it protects it so

as cups & buckets love's free

outta luck world's up

into an imaginary silvery ship sails right on

moonlight shinin'

through to always

so from above

O' dropt down

shakes your shimmerin" lights

every long view

to a deep bottom dwells

could you know 

the round hill I go 

fills with flowers

faded & I found

my life is flying sheets

what's the difference

my hopes

understands 

come morning sunlight

that's forever

as elusive mornin' after awhile

whose odes are

doin' modes alike & I do

wasn't best

gets it lyrical

just look thru

finds my balance off 

the first bell heard it loud

to you thinks

I want it, I don't know it

I can't find it

a-beginnin'

a-endin' not on the lines

revise! revise! revise!

truth?  truth?  truth?

lies?  lies?  lies? 

again & again notes along

shows things again & again unwindin" unclear times

happens then & not no changes

you who knows

I knew that, too

lovely and beautiful

something meant

wandering continually

for anything spent

within, withouts

embracing winds

that throws it down

bottom's up

throughout morn'

I miss'd many a-time

and my hands rips in-thru

some pages from

bookends divine

in what had

a-desire, a-ways

to acquire

until it's all over with like

moss clinging

ivy climbing

to a-stone sparks upon rolls

continues on

to the contest that swells us

to the signs

by the stars guides clear

nearest, furthest  

the new thoughts

will align

again and again

to figure it mine

again and again

nothin' is much again

just regression very

kindly another letter

path another mile ending

truth another mask floats in the mud

you'll have acceptin' s**t, where else, but? 

another soul speaks how dreadful is however

another wonder

another breath

another sorrow

to those of big lots behind our house

the past softens thy mind the staircase begot glasses

wake up at the midst

another heart i

another branch

in the sands

I'll miss it homewards my dear boy

this wasn't so real today

the artist

unknown indeedy so left behind

although my head was kept holdin' to one on high

but not as much as my therapy dog can do

just like a noble staffordshire brindle would show thee to the way

could you know

the round hill I go

should you know

the round hill I go

Reviews

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Robert Robbie Dudley,
The mind takes us so far and we must listen. Our hearts speak and we act. Your poem was quite a river of emotion and thought in free-form shared honestly. I liked it very much! blessings to you. Kathy