A Tree Of Fruit

Rows by trees and fields

Hanging high from a cliffs

wanders edges

Still providing

Firmly embeded restarts

In spirit to burst

where it matters

You can find fruit anywhere

Catch my heart

come down divine poem

I watch you dance in the air

I saw'd another butterfly

Hanging on under

Grows back big

Let it fly faster

It's sounding a bit cloudy 

Somewhere unaware

Declining, changing

Sending, landing

Walking those miles

Same stones

Onward we will carry

For emotions are far-out

Nearer to another road

Barnyards are in the sky

Boneyard's just a-tiny little walk

Dream's in wake

Floats renewed, relaxed

In a parking lot

Up on the hill

Many good poems

Sit down to sleep

It's getting not half that bad

Here we can be

And all's almost feels clearer now

Waiting at will

A pretty sight like you

The smiling flowers dream

The struggles are blank

Hanging high from a cliff

Far left from you

Bringing it on the event 

The day I swear

The Winter nearby

Where the wind is everlong

O pluck an apple one more

Sweet memories, rising

down the lane

Blowing, swaying

The melody inside

Becoming mine 

Going & going

Reaching, walks by

Over & over

Seeking around

And as far as I can

Even if I lose everything

On this page I don't doubt

All of a sudden

I am still surprised by

The sunset

That's all, alright by me

You know, gone as eve'

Wandering around

Old timey starry paths to see

For your brain alive

It's wonderful

Really its deep

of two halves

Each year's journey

I keep on kindly

Oh, my Ghosts, why, stand

In the window looking

Can you see

Anything thru your best

Each side is waiting

What i don't want

Happens when I try

Inside me I've seen

It's accepting the blade of grass

That I forgot cuts dullness

What a place great mess it is good

Grab it fast

Gleaning out

My jacket pockets

There's no pressure here

Before we're in space

And now, this, made hope

Some-where-else grow

Amazing as in a-web

What's odd magic

Mad in a moment

Expressions of light

I can browse

My response like rain

in beautiful mornings

Let's just see

In the bright wind

Searching around

What we need

Saying what we need not is such

Over the top nor few

beneath the bottom in rock grown.

I can trust

My own thoughts, I knew.

It's so cool kissing you

In the joys of survival

The days are just

To dabble on

I will let you know

When I am

Who I am

Off now unto the last 

Tree limb adventure

Here i sit you see

Flying, prevailing, Falling

While hopping, jumping still

So onto ye wrong foot calling me

Kingdom of crumbs

From to thee to thy

Having passed me, bye-bye my plume

My forehead.

Plows the petals down underneath

The dark dirt turns

The dark energy's simple

The wind up a-curtain

Let your hope rise clear

And I had to stop soft

On a short stop

Looking at it less

In black frames

All our ways of seeing higher

Flying, prevailing, Falling

Whiles holding on photos

Just after to clouds

It's beautiful still

Maybe helps out

And abouts so

What will be

Filled with joy

Just for me

But i know you

How high you go

A different way

How low I go

Oh, my heart along the way

The air out there is so fast

Whence-so,

the world is dust.

Into my face

I dance, I smile, I consider to times fallen

O' listen out for the birds

With love glad

Oh, just say, hey, look at that go!

We spinning

And expanding moons

Exactly to tunes

On the spoons bent inclines

soon mixing it up

Eating soup

In the forks

on the vents behold

Twisting they went

Eyes noodles

My childhood backyards

doodles quiet

I've should've known shears to cut up

Glowing bright handles

reaching down

Digging holes

By the rippling pond

Follows running water

I will fill it up

With more juices, please!

Today it's glasses

unbreakable vase

Loud from the past

You may just see me rise

comes down divine poem

Until we all surreal

Put it down

Put it out

The windows be

With shadows passing

O Give it to me

Back in view

What I mean

inbetween us

For wings of imagination

I will reach for more string

Apples grand are,

Softly falling a-question

A-blind glade drafts & cliffs resolve

to guide you & me

perhaps, there;

Starting up

To shine a-flower-bud

it's so cool!