Blue Ocean Charge

blue ocean charge

is flickering off and on

in this the pointless cool air

there is room

getting it from now

and digging it down

and picking it up all the moon soon

can be like lightning

through the sand

when we if ever a wind on land turns off

I lay me down there inside

I did row, I did ride

I did go, I did do

to heed the shining trees

in this the darkest parts

of the forest

of confused words thinking

impressionistic wind

on the drifting sands

and that we the poets can get

get you there at no choice

no-thing's easy might be calm sideways

elevated up and down a bit defined

so mysterious

writing discovers obtrusion

it's raining grains in orbit stands

 

of everything entwined in my hands

circulated the papers

shuffles back and forth cards 

of a long time ago suppose

from those whom are well

little by little

drop by drop 

hits to this difference told me so know thru

was it anything 

very solid but unfortunately it's back to rot

this, my ship cannot do

done a voyage leaves flies sheets

lost and found in the ways gone

how the waves will write it 

all and all make it, my compass

poetry O' put me

alive and aloud now thought

when I am scattered

in my perception blown away

that can wait

this is how great for sounds

now on my cold bookcase warms me

 

nor for anybody else to hear

nor them storylines were short before they stops flat

 

it disappears

it reappears in my mind

after looking at it's space
so see no-more before me

was that the last chance

was that the last piece

is that the last stop

where will I be

I see you still there

as it were you

since once in closer, in a day

in a minute, in a feeling optional lay down

giving it all too soon 

what will pass

taking it all away

from your core marker display our door

embracing roundness

undoing

emblooming

renewing

 

it was also spiritual

is there any potential

oh, let me see

outstretching my arms

oh, let this be

thoughtfully the source to throw off call out

and always rises

anywhere muses on

upon my soul 

about what's been going up

here below cool air rosy as kites hills

and that we the poets can get

get you there at choice no-thing's easy might instill it

to know that's a lot

we flew in low

all down the days 

we chooses notes I got

around and around those times

and gently floats

up and down that bit over me

on and on to the ground

don't let go returns again

in the whole thing

once uncovering more

henceforth

and upwards

and forevermore I'm back

at the seashore

to enjoy the sunshine

and it all when clouds

I couldn't find it all until

in Winter nights

all of ways closer

I chooses notes
the Spring all trembles by
oh, Summer breeze

at the Fall all tumbles down 

totally I did breathe it inside 

made me observe

something's right

we breathed out sighs

as we were free afar

 

blue ocean charge

is flickering off and on

in this the pointless cool air

there is room

getting it form now

and digging it down

and picking it up the moon soon

can be like lightning

through the sand

in my head

considering

day to day

to one or another

watching the flower flow

going so far

all the while petals in the dark

In my shirt

I'm trying

I'm trying

I'm trying

to see someone in my rhyme

of such big ponderings if ever!

so listen to this it's all over

and smiles throughout it all

blue ocean charge

is flickering off and on

in this the pointless cool air

there is room

getting it done

and digging it down

and picking it up the moon soon

can be like lightning

through the sand