To sounds as flow & sea foam

Lookin' out from,
Super silly billy.
Whichever is brilliant proof enuff
Would be so, if, too soon ;
Lifts off stacks atop a-groovy hand perhaps ;
Chemicals that I feels,
On my matters a-bright grim there ;
Outside on such a-soft field ;
Like cool pages edges,
That we faced thine spirit & rolls o'er
Is there not such a-thing atleast ;
At apple's core be poetry of another gallant rider.
Of movements windstorms ;

if so ; in the past
Reaches o'er contacts us,
whence are gone & a-making up ?
On new pages I takes along
Hollow'd blotches on unfold'd covers ;
Don't take too much
Until it's done apples to apples per se ;
in search of their shadows stumbles.
My penny whistles notes o'er circles in my head,
Amendin' a-way ahead a-going.
I picks, I thinks, I chews, I really am,
I'm glad to see something gleam.

Now what's in step 1 again ?
I feels my feet danglin' in,
I shields my mind.
& must I stop from underneath it is,
Each brightly-colored beam
& describes that calmly ;
What goes of course helps & stands in,
Any chance at all again
Lightly on passing.
Slowly we returns all right it turns out ;
I wonders where does it all come from,
Some rain must fall ;
Like ocean's bottomside upwards
Shall we until beholds
& off been on one stream
Awhiles across thence darkness,
to the creeksides fly.
I shook your paw !
I puts to hand a-lantern, a-stick, a-treat.

The soul of my old dawg ;
Glides by with me
& looks thru books colorfully ;
' I will see you ! '
But to time & place goes far back,
Anyways on days like these
It is empty notes from below.
Somewheres at the dusk
Lets us press above
Gets thru here & now
& relaxes there without waves
Next full flower moon float'd,
in their pails is the cloud.
Does they must see
hus so real swell,
at that staircase climbs
at warm spirals..rises new
Coming around the hills.