Foremost saints & angels spoke

Foremost saints & angels spoke

A Poem by Robert Robbie Lord Dudley

Whom yet comes to be or not to be great
Haven't I yet a-brightly yellow'd leaflet
From a cloud away it spills over cups
Flew up inward at ye wilds & sky ;
I think perhaps I did therefore will,
Holds up to enloudens more with when
If it canst a self-absorb'd cotton ball kept ;
Teaches this that much ensoftens
Behind me definitions bestills in daisies
Because choices becomes edges
Is it true & thence you & I shines & places so,
Commence the dance first bestow'd
All things around forms home
Normally does ensweetens a song!
At the looks, Oh, at something lost
Most insides leaves go back & forth unfoldin',
Falls down & falls there silence.
Still as if spaces across dots glistenin',
To be upon bones, lost souls warms ;
& in hencefore to chance nothing more compares
It's usually in the reverse just found'd,
To be an island enshroud'd O' smooth blue.
Ah, what a view widely whales go high & lo'
How so freely it's for now & later on?
At long sleeves which was very so,
Much need'd here into undone joy found :
& It did some longingly aways out.
Of passion highlights abouts them
Off the moon great lights to sunset
Outta the daylight drops darkness,
Within these places between some ;
Saw'd it's 4:20 somewheres else
Thence a stick would enhance meself ; If,
Hangs on til the end bein' takin' alongs
Everywheres I found it's plains bein'
On/Off/On my own slow dream
In a watch'd line paint'd colours an release
Orange & Apple red thence very well
We had good for now & fell cool cores.
Unregardlessly looks behind metaphors
As the time & mast holds up fast ; Who?
Spins thier great fires forwards ago
Ends within image shades a-loomin' thru,
Drawn down by thee hands they just sayin' that's,
Saw'd it's 5:00 somewheres at dusk
The dawn's glad quills & me
Cast back over there horizon's broke.
All into a-self-pacing notebook spirals atlast.








© 2024 Robert Robbie Lord Dudley


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Added on June 15, 2024
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Robert Robbie Lord Dudley
Robert Robbie Lord Dudley

Riverside, NJ



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