Here's To You Remaining Brother

The definition of a-good morning T.V. a-cat in
The views at stratch
'Twas lit;
May they all find you doing on washing lines below
To put it calmly mere existence bestows upon
Why-not-so
Those gone.
Being there but down & around wild winds stays
More-so-o'er at seas
Within snows walks in boxers & underpants
Of unawares thee Romantics hopeless ;
Forgets, oh, that's true plus cares ; Whyso?
I welcome Winter dreaming
You can see ye discovering
Channels free
Like whence-by chances
Lost & found
We are now onto getting older
& Reminds me better
Are we not cats & dogs running, too
Lo & beholds how many a-tree?
Hi ! there all around
On a-decorated star & in my chair
Finding well;
Sails adrift afar off & wide covers run of roses
When you can feel,
You can heal.
Groovy! Groovy!
Awesome, It's awesome
It's outta here & a-cat went by,
In high relief.
Dreaming easy,
Closes its eyes
Whoa! What if ? Well,
It's possible !
happening in a-tree limb,
Mostly opens up its wings.
Sparks hopes for other things
I gots by on hot, cold airs stirs me
Temperatures in space,
In high relief.
Therefore embracing canvas warm,
Golden tips although ;
Rinty Tin-tin's arrows will show up
Of feathers we go like a-goose
Shines thru-out
Embarks to adventures
Times now good
& I puts my coat on that ; a-hat
Are lookin' at this,
Afternoon it snows
Under skies we're turning into birds with,
Perfect smiles on a-true shield
& I gets my strength from the lord
Already, May-be; Onwards! rolls whatever
To re-read & fixes for a-half a-floor
Whenceforth;
Misplacing it from,
There-by are buds going?
Where those made only ever bows red outside
On knots & spurs
O' don't slow me down
Of erasers gone we hold to rush alone ashore
I saw in-thru-outta tides
White lights often so briter,
Another thought across.
A-wooden peg & a-riddle box
Cuts out square nail holes flat & fits,
inexpressible stuff gone
& thrown off, seems,
years flown.
A-wooden egg on a-bark unheard !
That just can't carry-out, passes upons,
like many a-time afore.

Reviews

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

I enjoyed reading this piece of yours, Robert. It does conjure images of what may become of me in my twilight years which are closely coming. Some may see a bit of themselves in this work as well. Thank you for sharing your art.