Will Be At Any Day Now

sunshine low

a cloud sad almost

go ahead go 

spitting snow

into beflowered outtakes

being, then, surprised 

many had us

holding a rose flower

it felt good

darkest nights

upon the water

under bright sunlight

like ant hills back

upon the brick

sidewalks mostly leveling

darkest fears

will of course

sends me off on

with still a watchband

on my wrist

on my left hand

rising, driving, 

higher, than, this

a kite string.

on back of my bicycle motor

as i liked the wind rushed in 

on down another green hill

dreaming under

in a tree and branches

dancing, sweeping,

what if it's on

wet walls

a windy hill be careful shinning eyes

am i ?  wildly

enwrapped in,

with my arms straight

at the bottom from pine atop

the world turning rolls

onwards by

as the flowers bloom

many forms

wow, looks pretty

from here abouts

beneath a yellow bird soaks

setting sun

to my mind, it's hot!

remembering came

drumming it up

time is short, can't wait

off the spot, i walk

taking in more stars

we share this

won't aviod it anymore

unfulfillingly

yet to be further

to the last branch

to the up-most high

because the leaves

are falling fast

don't speak more

than the lines

could barely hold out

what if it's on

a windy hill

presently, now

pleasantly, now

strumming it up

in front

page down 

i move on, so free!

no-where

will be

any day now 

i felt, first, i can go

and i think,

i can see.

that's cool

that's better

no-where

will be

any day now

a-mellow wine glows rare

common tomorrows

a new song

a new show

starting over

no such thing

i pretend

in a-bright shine

let me, to be

no such thing

nobody sees

i can, go ahead go

spitting snow

i know, i know

that it is better

for sure

on the corner light

with moon

in daylight

flowing in the wind

debating

the mad weather

the front

main event

day after page

down picks up your morn'