tonight you can heed to the bat of ill repute
sincerely takes a good campaign you reek a jellow smile,
prefer a baked potato of the Mexico....
you can hear the owl with the mask in vibrant act
sorrow in the days that have gone before us;
waiting..freedom in the tear jack page
awake to act your age

you can hear me as far as the surface toil
of through angel hair pardon the honest claim
to sit outside by tyhe pizza man
shout between the garage will sneak

pardon me..pardon me..no cause to the make believe
shades of grey to help brighten up your day
in peril the good box toil..letting go..sharpen the road
Brady..new England Patriots...
safe an torn a new

Darkened super mighty chance to own the army
below as in a make believe
borrowed through the trees...
help spoken the abyss

below the act to relieve..
bask with a wine from the music
treasured by the onion and mess
pillows fly open trust

led to go a pulse to claim
a heros joyful
a crew to lift up high
love to lead  all way
the judge a lift up high
love to lead the way
a judge a lift forward
lift hi the sound
belly of the beast
treasure at its best
lift high the music
plate of fresh fish
the challenge to be free
love as per chance
to take a part of the dance
knocking at heavens door
the parade leading to ever more
going to Scotland
to fly by yourself
Amsterdam, when to understand

Burn To Turn
for a briefest, gilted
eternity, the trees
will burn not from
their crown
nor from their feet
and, despite the ice,
the sparkless space,
the cold steel
darts of insistent
slanting rains,
the trees will burn,
the trees will burn,
and all-at-once
the peripatetic sun,
it's whims having won,
will dance along
and share its breath
with everyone

at first a small bump underneath the chin
take a pill to drawn out my friend
then a volcanic splash that nearly kicks my ***
Black head smiles back at the scene
Whiter head approaches fine

the rear of comfort
receive free advice
a trip too far
that go away smile
shades of grass green
lift to your highest peak
the Chinese man takes a ***...

love has no bounds
to help clear your voice
set out later
sugar my man
almost sought trouble
a case minus a pillow

Be Blessed
Beautiful picturesque scenery you have painted here with your words....And your last stanza summarizes it all...We see God's Divine Technology and Art set before us every day....live and in action....Beautiful birds...flowers...butterflies...etc ....endless list...Thanks so much for writing and sharing this piece...Be Blessed
Be blessed my dear quest an arrow past the mess...

The inner test beyond the best
With love in the first remaining kiss
Savor with a kiss,
A kiss wink the benefit grip

Poetic stanza broke through the next mess
carry through the latest clue a given glue
bury your head in the pillow grip a next mix

Gather Me In

count to the number 10
think as to want the belly afro
brand new day
humble & gay....

shelter spring day
in earth I will stay
gather me in
another page is now turned
lift high your grey

nestled above a parting turn
casting out from broadway
which way do we go
search beyond the plow