WE'RE ALL WORTHY HERE TO READ PLEASANTLY

WE'RE ALL WORTHY HERE TO READ PLEASANTLY

A Poem by Robert Robbie Lord Dudley

On a wooden swing

television on porch

Reclining backwards I knew

Yawp, popcorn bag, you is right grab on

O' what does discontented truth rely on

The empty chair

One's self pretzels flew

O' on wings in spirits darkly releases enuff

Explains it to me

A wonderful world

To weep in

A good world

To cry for

Unitifed & crystal

A wonderful lamp posted freedom

On the wall of a hoisted beam

Ever-as, if, everso you to be sad yourself

Is another mind sound indeed

almost positive of ye verse

As-like an blind owl that included an old alley cat

Sorrow & Joy a-friend glad

Who are you

Who - Who? else but those still

alive & well

Through a new knothole

sounds like converses

A new comfort tree, lights the new low rightly

shortly a light broke

Every times onto cans

A new haunt

For one of a kind lawn amazing triangles leaving

Broke off with candlesticks

Living, loving, looking

At the early birds

Wings doing stuff

all call forever in the same push we go

Doing strange things extend'd

In their own sleep 

I can go feel free 

Fly over outta here my holiday

Some magical wonderland

So thirsty, so illuminous

flat surface calms

We're all weird birds

We're all worthy

Here to read covers on

When-as, if, everso at home

I daydream, fades, some stay'd

Shows me how 

To pull out all the stops

Freeing my ankles white gates loud

in the audible poem walks

Whichever-so way i turn, i look

I know, is it sure?

a-pure escape

Following my nature's side

My being under me

A dripping ceiling

Of fine ink, i like to think so did

To those that think also did

In tubs and in sinks

The cold ice cut sold outward

Realizations

Inspirations

Keeping with their feathers

On their backs

In thier fears

In their thin sweats

Appears to let me view

Collect me self here cools

Of layer'd cakes frosty, glossy pure

So thirsty, so illuminous

flat surface calms

One finger on the glass

Resolves, gravitates

Up and down

Was just towards

Something elsewhere

In-through-out

The water mumbles

The mirror's shiney

The recite a-journey

The journey of their first flight 

spoke hand in hand

I hope they enjoy

All we do, all I do

caught my breath & all

It's the story of my life

At the bottom up

different kind of stuff

No explaining it

Was just myself back then

which I can watch

What they can do

Over and over and overlooking

On the off-beat path

So thirsty, so illuminous

flat moon calms

We're all weird birds

We're all worthy

Here to read covers on

© 2025 Robert Robbie Lord Dudley


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Added on February 23, 2014
Last Updated on August 29, 2025

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Robert Robbie Lord Dudley
Robert Robbie Lord Dudley

Riverside, NJ



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