ORANGE CLOUDS BUTTERFLIES APPLE BLOSSOMS

ORANGE CLOUDS BUTTERFLIES APPLE BLOSSOMS

A Poem by Robert Robbie Lord Dudley

Sunshine

Attracted

Darkness

 

blue butterflies

blue flowers

orange clouds butterflies

orange flowers

the resetting therein

the reflecting on

the gardens

in ours eyes slow growth looking at

Follow the butterfly

You takes a-photograph

passing around by moons

our seasons comes away

unlocks in a flash

we're downward

and i am waiting

digging it down again

 

once, inside Earth straight up

the light it got it scattered

for us what's up closer

and louder flows in

after the walk

heart on foot undone

goes into reading blinds, yes

fades like invisible calls

emotional a-bit fuzzy was trees

the expressions

open universe

we really wanna know

in fog i saw steps

unquestionably

in more light i saw it

our clouds in a blue jar

of imagery research

of that same brushes loves the beats

of the rainbow boxes up

the promises in the sky

if woods for worms gives & takes one lives on

furnish it by at peace a-petal closed forever O grass

and we makes it them on shelves

heavy upon mine

the shapes around

looking outside

off into the world

whether or not

nor disguise it

sound of water splashing

making our way 

all's wild wrote

all sides is it alright ?

making the days

mistaking the nights

and you are 

something else 

 

in the rush

on these must needs

to begin it

to end it

and it's getting romantic

for next new exit

the next new way

or of the attention Spam sweet cans of soup

lacking some praise

of a solid summer gone

what's next

feeding ourselves

well what is it ?

on the toast

lightly burnt i like it 

with orange jam, marmalade

don't be too alarmed 

so good looking

just how patience is so seldom

checks the soup found

we have been like a-gem beholds them

and, i am

digging it down again


it's really

helping it

amongst the cold front rain's back against

in on it now to go watch how to make it

something today

never too late

the pleasure is

learning, doing so indeed

don't stop

dreaming along

it's all cool for herbal water

hot teas and coffees

a-movement into stores

a-moment on-line

the pressure within souls

i feels better off obscured we're orange clouds

the great eraser declines

rubbing holes in paper

i taped it up closed shut it's maybe on

what the boxes are

as used and abused; Paints works

was a complete mess

making it hence by my arcade collection grows

we have to wait

improves it if within me like my shadow

starting again ghosts fled

breaking loose

who I am over it ?

who you saw underneath ?

 

blue butterflies

blue flowers

orange clouds butterflies

orange flowers

the resetting therein

the reflecting on

the gardens 

in our eyes

Follow the butterfly

we takes a-photograph

passing around by moons

our seasons comes away

unlocks in the flash

we're downward

and i am hours up

forgotten been

digging it down again under

 

Moonlight

Accepted love

Accommodated her

A-dark room

Composing it brightly

the soft storm afar therein fell hard

Apple blossoms bloomed

© 2026 Robert Robbie Lord Dudley


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Added on February 19, 2014
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Robert Robbie Lord Dudley
Robert Robbie Lord Dudley

Riverside, NJ



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