FIELD OF SEEDLINGSA Poem by Robert Robbie Lord Dudleya field of seedlings stand all in rows with songs of songbirds mingling and wind hinted with pine follows to where patches of woods encircles a field of seedlings colorful blossomtime birds fly above all thumped up on love i'm sittin' readin' feedin' the tender fire in my head to wonder to really enjoy comfort from the cold as the ice and snow lets go calms me something glowing purple now i see the significance of sight the sense of rather how i so filled with broken clouds can't keep still everything will turn suddenly joyful for one name when heard to there in a hurry in every word rolling diggin' fire ridin' thunder off the curve am here in a fury of passion face to face it just happens for one name for one flamehold burnin' wanna say save me a place close when away i know not how those purple streams of flowers flows glows blue so calming still everthing will and i go like some do as a flocking mess i guess you don't mind you like these lines of words of straight energy right out of the air little play little songbirds told me all soft and clear spoke on my ear these words here together we go so good to do made massive clouds thrown into the sun the thick secrets you and i sometimes reveal when in want of something of the same to feel to know to step in those purple streams of flowers flow so warm so soft near my thoughts near my home twisted rose vines with hands in soil made to open rhines trees nuts fruits meat love eat bitter leaf that blooms so high in left brain sky to shine to find a place to hide that dosn't bother each other's eyes 'cause us and one plus made the test in fresh of Spring make a change as lips reach stars on kisses warm air spins lifting on wings opening nothing hidden inside my feelings here on high tones strung together in cords formed of the heart oh will soar very far out of sorrows we'll begin again all of the joys dawning onward lifts forward every bird every word sounds a noise on the air big and bold will enjoy our life our love to unfold folded wings a field of seedlings stand all in rows
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1 Review Added on August 15, 2011 Last Updated on July 7, 2013 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 |