Robert Robbie Dudley : Writing

Over matter embraced hot summer mirror

Over matter embraced hot summer mirror

A Poem by Robert Robbie Dudley


over matter embraced hot summer mirrorsubjected chasedO' themselves and the lastwish was thisblank pages lines burningwill verses shudderto think abou..
The Tears Can't Stop

The Tears Can't Stop

A Poem by Robert Robbie Dudley


I thought it up I like another stretcha moment on a raftas stars continue throughto anything out of setto know the leafletto the whole story at pictur..
should I hope you know me well tell me

should I hope you know me well tell me

A Poem by Robert Robbie Dudley


O how is all a bellshould I hope you know mewell tell me noneit gets drafty after darksome places areshould I hope you know mewell tell me noneand my ..
Angels in vehicles drive above stars

Angels in vehicles drive above stars

A Poem by Robert Robbie Dudley


flys falls movesquick that wind whistlesaround vast fastercrowded housesaloft brought to wordsskies spacestwisted brancheswe are theredeeper soulsgrow..
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 blue brings enoughto remember wellfalls under meusually webs thereinthreads l..
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 of starsa-hard rains closing shutpulling apart evena-washing awaybefore all elsethe whole daywas not thenlong sm..
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 distortedwith a-canvas around it..