SENDING OUT IN THEIR FORMS

as always,  made,  enlightens above kites..  away

it wasn't ever before long exchanging heat

wings far & deep feels book-ends flowing soared

vents in the open currents a float, a shelf turns, a distant look

a book grabs, a coat of par excellence 

let's place it differently getting gently over it

see me ~ that, awaited,  at lost in reality

ideas repeated squarely

The sea happens first

& a-flys along-sides in this moment wrote edits

shades in my mind what's over thus

there on & on I saw that dreams off

shines on inside thee old bones beneath its fast clouds

now those problems displays bottoms 

for all those who forgot

where there became clear floods 

all the way up

Oh, hold that daylight

like, that's one way to get it thru

at clearance a lightbulb bright enuff

the most, the least, at the last causes a-way as through two shapes maybe they can

flew by it's rain'd today adrifted amidst, enjoy! Becomes...then on

Ah, steps aback blind poetic rant heard aloud

sees me,  catches this to misty moonlight wilt let it lay sings afoot sets aback ahead

I can't see what you're saying I got my sunglasses on

if I can do something in faster

best, I won't, I sure don't know

is sunshine the picture that sets us together

the distance seems perchance any higher up

standin' aback

puts it there closer like what was two cups already.

we will let it Spring down again, step by step more-so the core moves up smooths on

before this is indeed strange and lands them sounds what for a-groove blott'd wet

& usually it grew a-doing anew O' of hours & hours you found me here as fragments of love

therefrom outside, you're, ok, pieces of fruit are there afterall a-day

stands a-grove sitting in sinks

whirling away from around & around fast & half past

& quarter to..one

clings to now how it speaks of.. On, volumes off, soon enuff below & the look is upon you

because thru, two shapes flew of water,  water,  water, we're both leaves by vast canvas

recalls red pencils deep, as-ever one changes all 

it's not just me on my digs away I made that decision in the mist

drifts beyond glory spins

& whirls away

see me, around that's how it is so late it's a long playing on story-story-story sails

ending out in a storm are they still there-abouts

weathers in a poem from me a-going together with-in a tree

won points spinnin' one wheel

with-in things means so down brings well sense on everyday weirder seems so free awaits reasons remarks

stepping outta the mist

echoes in the streets in theirs of any-one's reach

must be torn notes for everyone has got them

& the fast grown wings bloom'd small many, many times O' why me

before you onboard a clear path as we all roses

beholds it's done always on folds, aways, faded, hopes describes how between begins again means now or later or, so rather not

Sending out in their forms 

as always,  made,  enlightens above kites.. away

on anyday's isolation fields small spaces

Sending out in forms

until feels free although increased 

just like begone is out far & deep

see me,  catches this is, on a strong silent Spring blooming we're knots dreaming O' rags found

that's by water, water, water soon counts, knits today I'm on my way, bye-bye, later

if I can do or say it I won't there-in I sure don't

thru-out the great resistence

rains are almost tides a-washing 

feathers a-flapping,  dropping, dripping wet

splashing about is it in this jog don't look back expressions died, strings held until recalled for we got insecured

in the winds helped from you & I, walked by the likes the stems tied at that, so long I didn't even recognize it gone

both of us into the blur a lot 

I don't know these steps here we got

with-in the edges along paths of no-wheres

is it in selected scraps of papers upon the woods 

with wavy tops here at spun thier tips 

as we brought it onto, you who understood 

I always saw spoken best to you

they're awhiles lays before a window near the wall's surface

indoors as on the promise is staying, As-ever-grows

inspires to moon floats in a pot

mellows forth opens and shuts its uneven coats

it's been upon yourself sunlight encoded everyday's nightly ensured of copper coins four or more are blank seasons throws into longer lines causes

tore off if four corners nails 

amongst the stars outdoors wanting signs enhances

both,  laughter,  kisses softer, ever after

makes it on the boards a box set with solid weight

until now from how you & I lives

causes thru,  two shapes flew of water, water, water

we're both waves

flowing here & there shrouds the most

ever after carrying places goes forth

extending to those of roses welcome returning and backwards heard it alone picks them crystals

everynight,  everynight

everytime I heard inside the bell's painted peels O' crashes instead it's up to you, addresses

Ah,  reads,  climbs up long gonna those lines turn, dips

white ladder pages steps today

Ahead, yeah, and, forgets to brush quickly that scenery on

the sand stones

is two floors beneath us 

it is probably vines & bottles

other prizes thenceforth twice received

Oh, thus these spiral staircases go on forever

but, yet, that there bed

begets wonders in wants of wear

tears a cork

don't just you tear it all off at once, what's aways is aways & fades high times & there it begins again rides

from this matter,  unless,  may it better be

firstly building stronger,  obvious shown

of undetermined stones

should fragments even exist

searches somewheres else 

don't that at the least recalls says well

& scatter'd enuff homes that went after

sees me,  myself & I are down

above pours out keeps on down every path

I heard it around you

is it so at that appears continuing on can be

a really good one of blowing it out shines out a-flat leaflet pages

imparts frames of a sky opening

it's showing today streams on

more-so for both We're besides that

O' off the sheets in full view as was so far seeing amongst

more and more puddles shining

against the lights now deep

drifts beyond glory spins us 

sees me,  how-so it's a long playing story amongst poetry

the cobble stones, the streets that reflects

in a lack thereof a-brief whimsical today

it's been real a long swim beneath

letters ran outta me , if-so

were we still doing shapes from on what I don't know 

and/so as in grass, torn off by my word distressed

thencefore a leaf holds more

I thinks at all and all 

just falls,  against,  does rise higher so as you know

Sending out in their forms 

as always,  made,  enlightens above kites..  away

on anyday's isolation fields small space

Sending out in forms

© 2024 Sir Robert Robbie Lord Dudley

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Sir Robert Robbie Lord ..

I SAW WHY Every leaf is unique and every snowflake is; Changes not a mistake made. I SAW WHY Every leaf is unique and every snowflake is; Changes not a mistake made. Rating /100

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I've said it before, and i will say it again......very unique and inventive work. There is a creative streak through your work that belies understanding. If only your meaning was not lost in translation.... I've said it before, and i will say it again......very unique and inventive work. There is a creative streak through your work that belies understanding. If only your meaning was not lost in translation.... Rating /100

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[Sir Robert Robbie Lord ..]

I SAW WHY
Every leaf is unique
and every snowflake is; Changes
not a mistake made.

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I've said it before, and i will say it again......very unique and inventive work.

There is a creative streak through your work that belies understanding. If only your meaning was not lost in translation....