THE FLOWER COMPOSED IN THE DARKA Poem by Robert Robbie Lord Dudleyoh my flower you are not looking so well oh come softly softly tread with me in the morning light and are you in such grief that aches oh come softly softly gently alone we shall sweep away all and forget for a little relief of some sweet and tender release from floating on this way in a world of rain as destiny chases us let us go
oh my only flower i see a flicker up there out there was felt at once sky, sea, space we must fly fast to stop to see to hear the flower composed in the dark put by the mood we in like with our well beloved moon above must change from one way to another way now something broods more clouds here and the dew came falling heavy down once around
was in your eyes across your hair bright now i will try not to frown or change upon so blue upon you i am to come softly softly smiling through glowing shimmering so full one true thing spinning sliding us let us lay besides in our hopes for something remains composed of a flower just in a little while to hold you there through above encourges us bemuses us from afar a light follows wings growing thrush so
until the feeling is passing let us enter the rain as destiny chases us let us go dream as i might ask do you know when-so how-so to have away that tosses away empty glasses in the pensive wind why not what does this in our distress if it's the cold instantly we must walk close to find it out just between us again this is my only certain reply oh do look at me with those eyes let us walk some i hope this time we'll know
after a time of drinking wine and dancing is over tonight the world's our's i'm sure besides we have had footsteps before sunrises approaching morning high oh my only flower it was so really insane we were so drenched unnoticing that you fell back to fall asleep i notice for love's sake it's now our faces what must turn with care of your own my own
oh i see my only little flower in the garden dreaming away from all we knew was this how one felt such as if we had been severed so yesterday is a long wind that came looming from all we do and you will always be blooming as we shall weep away so sudden events i view your petals painted still on with such a mist glowing shimmering through
oh heavenly hues of a fair white rose i penned these oh come shine and see under moonlight bright and new perhaps we are given the gifts of a light in love might be all nonsense from a dense star close from a white leaf melting take ease who knew each were a light to earth i don't need no reasons no one can tell just listen
oh i see my only little flower going by the seasons were all beautiful but brief and then when the next and the next chance oh splendid Spring oh come bring us passion all around the land the sweet breeze the good grief that aches in relief of release from the silence of the night to burst forth the flower composed in the dark
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Added on April 29, 2012 Last Updated on April 24, 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 |