Lightning Strikes Against The Ground

Life intense means energy, natural tea spot wet leaf! I plea, I play'd fife & drum

The big tree in the sky
Together as one gone back to seek it matters
Ways underneath
Outside no solid hearth seen
There in the clearing & gently will be
Both we see beyond
Are two mystery mirrors
Oh, grass, Oh, sand, Oh, stone,
Oh, full aware, saws, heard, crawls
Oh, for bread, indeed cool inside
& thee be nightly upon a stream shinnin' on with,
I did wanna see more pillows
At their rest, flows, no needs on webs
Wings would fly its route quest up below
Leaves until always pickin' one
Now that's past in the shape of becomes
Lookin' at the stars
What you think over it utters showers here
Oh, let's go far & away where inside's around for sure
In deep skies weep hard
But it does movement.
Unsaid, if it's still, often matters
Final pages show
Living in three different universes
Petals windy or moreso
Your topsoil a-thick shell
Watches a sparrow
Way out to edges
Unto me, myself my own behavior now
My own head wanders far
Then again that's so wild & howl!
Shockin' the clouds are good on bright & fast hills
Happy goes thru & ar8 you clear'd up
The lightning throws rocks
In my own dismay finds & lays & was as true
As soft rain mist'd me it's always Summer shade shift'd me more
Over & over I know so today, than,
That I can beget stain'd scream'd times undone set long ago
By my one sheet of paper
Draws lines of thoughts hangin' on in hands
There is more just like a-hummin' bird sound
Hello, air awaits around there & sings
Can't never to vanish from within
The sights so bright to see
The shades of slumberin'
I wanna go be beneath it awaken & slip away
In or out by array of pages lost got found
Me goin' the same way
Like a torn cover in signs; No go thru
Scatter'd unfold'd
Sunshine & whereatfore is art up or down
Expansive was
Like the dawn on us for this has eventually
My favorite rocks; To, Oh, Listen, woods
Different & thereso I need'd my wits
Shinnin' brightest lightnin' falls short
Most are quotes first freedom
My space-bar clicks on or off it
Lightin' splits
The big tree in the sky
"Love is the cure;" this song-poem,
What's all abouts this ;
Spirits shimmerin limbs"
Same warm flash in the candle won't go
'Till the end is so
Tell me an end
As probmatic, implusive & some be
etween for them & went by,
Quiet times sweepin'
But it does movement.
Unsaid, in a assort'd way
Unto us; Watches a sparrow.
Like a sound, like a wave let it roll on & on
The moves that can be heard
Both sides yearnin' & holdin' close
By on high on abstract thinkin' improves
For the mendin'
Foggy raven wings unbeknowin'
Souls in spirit so,
Is the key note here. 'Although !
Oftentimes our nights within the beats
Afterwards by the rivers of lights
Is rest'd so real ?
While you sleeps
Once our days of sunshine
Amidst old town streets,
In all directions ahead
Seems to me, well enuff & is again callin' all occasions to prayers & luck
Hearts & bones, I found on mist'd dust opens books
The mind alone, performs drama
Mellow muddy
moon
Long over scenes looks
The chimes deepen
Holds phone, spoken many a-time
& freed it up on letters
Oh, smell'd the past most wish'd in behalf of
Can you guess before this mornin' is now
Song-poem is done
We're diggin' thru the floors
What's to some a whole new place to hide
Lightnin' splits
The big tree in the sky
T'wards the spudnic good ;
The dirty old poet long since gone
Afterwards all alone I choose
Hopes of longin'
& the wing's conspicuous span worn
Opens the whole room
I enjoy'd a-few; The Doors what's that ?
dots spots radiant on tops
I heard ; The Psychedelic Rangers
Anyone got more of them
"Love is the cure;" this song-poem,
What's all this & that, "Spirits shimmerin
limbs"
Same warm flash in the candle won't go
'Till the end is so
Tell me an end
As probmatic, implusive & some be between again them went by,
Quiet times sleepin'
Lightnin' strikes against the ground
What you think over it & utters showers here

Reviews

[Kesch (Finding Julia)]

such a powerful, intriguing write here, enjoyed this write