Remember,
Days folded beneath caverns caved in blanketed ice,
She's a griffon, or a way, to be something else,

Already not confounded,
I breathe my last,
Breathe of solitude entering a form of reason and thought so,
perfect,

Already I know the ground,
does not delay,
clay vantage points,
and constant fears of disaster,

Truce? Draw?
Whatever collapse that keeps us calm,
Collected,
Like warn out drawers,
He cries,
"Shallow not ye bothered quiver!"

Also,
Don't see the days that didn't make sense,
That doesn't make sense,
Welcome November

Filter the storm of thought,
Like chasing island retreat-men,

Genuine veins not those fake ones they place inside your lifeless,
Tangle of mud,

You see yourself?
Sitting there in dark star-light,
Waiting for the overgrown hawk to
Come bite you in half

She thinks the world of you,
But you don't care about this or that,
Or anything,
You just want to be free,
To chase birds,
To laugh at trees,
To swim with dolphins,
That's freedom
Stay it

Like the dead wood,
I see the sun going toward,

A fallen retreat,
Like an isle of decision,

Always I am reminded of you,
In all my pale decades,

I see that nothing can compare to,
The fountain you loved me with,
That which inside you always had,

Get rid of everything,
That was anything,
Or something of a part of something,
Or else something is something,
Else I wouldn't be,
Something
Without

These people,
Call on the darkness,
As did I,
As if it were the Joy that was from the Great Love,
As if the Great Love didn't create darkness,
To finally diminish it,

Creatures come under the Stary Sky,
And see why the Love will provide,
See why and see for what reason,

Check the mate,
And and miss the tee,
Life for freedom,
Let freedom live for thee,

For what am I accustom?
To the customs of the times,
For what I am in solving?
All the bitter lies,

For what do you pretend,
To pretentiously understand,

Like the depths of water,
Or the silkest sands,

Drawing my way through the desert,
I slowly came along,

Like old rivers dried,
A bed of death alone,
I solemnly crawled,
To my rest of formless deep,

All of the reasons for me,
Slowly start to creep,
Ways away away, a way,
I am away I am,
Away I am way,
Although I do not,
I must simply follow Yahweh

Don't wish it again,

The black sail sings,

Like ocean's bringing darkness,

Or valley's bringing death,

I know the way the world turns,
With all of it's if's and but's,
I know all of the pain's
That are more than enough,
I know what I can do,
And I what I can become,
All I need is Love,
That's all more than enough

I've seen the colour of poetry
It's black and white and blue
I've seen the love for poetry
It's in you and you and you