WHAT AM I DANCING ON ~ my own worldA Poem by Robert Robbie Lord Dudleytender fire lift higher can carry off my wish brings finds out of my ocean mood from back when i really got lost to find who i am to the wind to the bloom in my own gone unfolding went far this is too hard to avoid open the door downpour overhead Heaven of change drops water to clean the paths clear as the stars burst loose word screen is open from the universe of stem and vine along came the cold cold winds scattering thoughts petals around a gray area here and into the sky next course some place wandering through and pass on something melting gentle above O love is so warm wet in the gentle mist from off of clouds fly away flee away come out and bloom and play our eyes cool are by flames everything dark lightning by the moon so easy all can tell so tell show to the max by the sun open and know it will refill us both in a full flow on bare feet rising and rising falling and reaching there finally from the inside go far the love force stirs waves over my words getting close just as-like those bright candles afloat moon around sea edges raining together just as-like those warm eyes just as-like those kisses lists soft drifting off through branches dripping moving by a slow row with the wind since each sentence is dark mist that was so haunting as i walk late by Secret Lake every new Spring bloom upon air where the water from many fallen tears ripple back this world tender warm O past is gone is this still real who can say but i feel the end is true each day is wick to wick burning through glass circles turning spokes with words broke and transparent transcendent was once upon just sticks in time oh to bring it forward on radiant fragments of silver light shining magic mist of the wind lost with hand or foot expand passing through open the doors again choose what i want yet brought no go through dust paint a picture paint the heart signs coming in or going out flys me lightly on and heavy on something i wore once before one sure spark one small sun in the dark toward an unclear note hides most so is time confined combined in one dim remark every time dropt what am i dancing on my own world many stars there are as there are mysteries all can reach something by art and keeping heart waves rolling going over the walls my mind sees the doors floating photos and poems that don't never really ever get lost at all though i burned them all at first then rewrote them all redrew them all to look on to see again atleast my imagination is free to follow that's how it should be there's no slow in dreams in me there's always my cords of passion emotion i strum the strings on my numb dumb thumb across the sky beautiful the strange noise let it go through times that never can close enduring minds go it do it be it don't avoid use it push it unbounded unconnected loving spirit unlimited believe seek about when so sad about everything so mad about so down i was spastic in the air around deep and wide pull to keep on my comfort nothing but my joy the cure dreaming easy the thirst the hungery feeling strategy in the middle main struggle at most was abstract flat hurts on my back get on my feet for the distant shore ahead hold purpose hold close new sense new thought of somewhere else same reason new view in anew season at that direction around waves flow continues follows long to know some cause to amend to blend in love no end fell to deep bits that burrowed emotions borrowed moving on the slow row with the wind i will go so fast are the four winds of feelings at noticing at pieces i ignored before not because but become leave behind leave kind those i find on remaining pictures i tip over and read what's lefted behind each O how sweet it is i still try and will press reckless access into your eyes which is filled with clear water secret fire there hope promise dosn't exstinquish O burn warm heat inward a blank white sheet of clouds i've done today whatever it will do me enough in someways but what if it is ever raining I think yet it isn't always gonna i gotta go find myself i am O what way on now to renew my gentleness to embrace wild honey again by Secret Lake i lurk late brings finds out from the day on warm on shore wonder O sure can try within slow row with the wind through glass circles turning out from the heart into the hidden even when unfeeling wind blows ice cold nights those times never can close enduring minds brings finds out from the day on warm on shore long © 2019 Robert Robbie Lord Dudley |
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Added on February 20, 2012 Last Updated on January 24, 2019 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 |