Robert Robbie Dudley : Writing

I holds near to be off the shelf

I holds near to be off the shelf

A Poem by Robert Robbie Dudley


I holds near to beoff the shelfforget the messmy designsevolvethe lake's brings enoughto remember wellfalls under meusually webs thereinthreads leavin..
Making up a lot as I stood looking

Making up a lot as I stood looking

A Poem by Robert Robbie Dudley


making up a lotas I stood looking goesagainst the blurat the differenceinside my creative cave enlights and meltsinto the wood a candle so there's num..
Rolling in or around your glass cage

Rolling in or around your glass cage

A Poem by Robert Robbie Dudley


pressed herea-button to airat the end ofa-hard rains closing shutpulling apart evena-washing awaybefore all elsethe whole daywas not thenlong smooth f..
I suposses what it was is real

I suposses what it was is real

A Poem by Robert Robbie Dudley


because there-in I supposeswhat it was is realIunwrapped the black mirrorwhen I think about ita glimpse it might delight meI still can in hasteremembe..
Could you know the round hill I go

Could you know the round hill I go

A Poem by Robert Robbie Dudley


could you knowthe roundhill I gobeing and not ofalas letterscarries off whereabouts a birdthat shatteredthe lamplight again chances itflowing through ..
Reality more than it is.. Really

Reality more than it is.. Really

A Poem by Robert Robbie Dudley


it'ssuddenlystruck againand we seethoughts a-givenin the same lookit's starting when nowreality more than it isreally withouta-canvas aroundsoothing m..
The Concrete Owl

The Concrete Owl

A Poem by Robert Robbie Dudley


O' for somewhat floatsa-realization does words choose youfrom going darkerare we they to say to vanishI was not awarewhat's in your heartO' faster mem..
Brought Up To The Water Ripples

Brought Up To The Water Ripples

A Poem by Robert Robbie Dudley


thinking overa-blur togetherI'm blendingbeen betteras from afarmany belongin what was saiddeep shocklightningmoving acrossblissfullyenrapturedin the b..
A balloon with a human face

A balloon with a human face

A Poem by Robert Robbie Dudley


can't be seen alongshouldersin the sky formssquare balloonsround balloonscartoon balloonsthat floats upona-bonny cloudwhen we arein the middlelife is ..
My places to go

My places to go

A Poem by Robert Robbie Dudley


my places inmyself all and allremainsthrough bluesglad and sadI sat at a tablewith a hot fireI kept itlook I leftit onthe lakeI'll tell youwhat I need..