Silent & Deep within to Breaths between

Go on at a few nothing's new center's in view

Gets backwards next to you 

It's across the chilly sands, are there? Soft shoes

lights amidst rocks begotten out on the cloudy windowpane spaces clear

See you then & there on & on

Hovering on rails leaves to short expanses

Often strolling along keeps through it 

Days longer my hopes drifts into it

Everything that's done one day you read 

This page sometimes its adventure senses awaits eases

leaving it

Rides at it now onto how I exists in ultra rhythm blue uttermost

Fine filament myself sent, Lit'

Upon them and that's their star 

remberances

Knowing is it almost over they are still real to breaths undone was bright green dances

Between blinding, Going, finding it all absorded by your best

Closer to me water running is shoeless 

Became enjoying upon begotten wild & dark 

As a gentle green crops all are out got cluttered up, scattered in tomorrows beyond today yesterday

Gets round a giant sky completes me 

We grow & we grow and we grow by now we're thru-out

They know

Sights with no sounds left 

Wishes it were would rain contents song

All that can shine down, shone out 

But, Ohh, What?  Disappears 

Should the Holly bush found changes it shapes 

Grown-together shades this end a-fire becomes a-head...

unready you all unmade of walls shadows first time

Ahh, To utter half a maze

Been shinning off, Standing up, looks around

Holding aloof, Yet we're enough

To fast

How-ever-so hurry, Let's go! 

Resets shelves within so what is this poem doing? 

Endures

Everything that's done one day you read 

This page sometimes making its adventure senses awaits eases leaving it instills you instant forever and off again

Till circle confusion rings urges brings love Will dent wall & jet fast like lightning

The thunder booms on

Those edgeless of images are getting better

That ran far away to Bloom on a snail's walk doing Signs not symbols of rivets clattering

Signs not symbols of rivers, islands reinvented

So could eyes front be in back of us

Is always these in knocking against both kness

This is about that place bright

At putting it in right on underneath soaks in the sunshine warm

A-mat, A-token, A-wooden nickel that stacks upon changes & then & then & then lets reflection in

Until anything else is there, rest before it's real 'tis great now!

Silent and deep within breaths inbetween

Go on at a few nothing's new center's in view

Gets backwards next to you 

It's across the chilly sands, are there? Soft shoes

lights amidst rocks begotten out on the cloudy windowpane spaces clear

See you then & there on & on

Hovering on rails leaves to short expanses watches still the wells

Silent & deep within breathes inbetween

© 2023 Sir Robert Robbie Lord Dudley

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