HOW WE SCAMPER EVER ABOUT THE HIGHWAYA Poem by Robert Robbie Lord Dudleyhow we scamper scamper across highways that's all of course flowers below on more-so does I hear not-so from something wherefore remarkable in hollows new Spring what harbors bigger branches subconscious choices changing the fields spotting wild flowersthe feelings are space under the bloom it cleared the airunder one sky we went beyond the pail let me thru to sit it's awesome out by paths both two nights shine one sky I could go let's fly onto a-higher sets thru a-maze for tomorrow or the nextin jots streams lets me see spots gaze into this imperfect phrase of turns with all the waves ways around a-broken line bending things above the wind blows down straight beneath thru us heats only the rain that falls all fast encloses with walls these footfalls to the clear sweet beats transparent as walls understood of rain on my face if I listens to my time pass yet does I hear not thatfew if anymore knew arose thru-out to happy express all the ways I've been put together or twice before once peace is backthis walk I could go on feeling so full but I made my brighter side marbles land far out a-part of beneath upon it separates from to great lakes lights crystals & rocks blankets if we distance go also what's next closest by both we be nights one sky forms leaves I ask someone else'shas the covers broke the sheets of papers came apart wider strangest places to forget may remember I kept it in & outta window boards lays loud dead thing I met another rose a-dead leaf if alone & sad said so many things ahead insideswhy so unknown stay still dark sparks together we're a candle I could go thru to doors thinking in sunshinea flame opens comes apart the dust returns to tell showers almost anymore special been O heart's core O destiny's rose O wind arises grew what's besides you trails flung up to be the one sky grown too deep is it thru that bottom sweet ground a lot of forgotten rivers go in silence as clay I took it turning over now one sky be in the whole cover moments yet short lines O' let me write my pen begone so I made me brighter marbles land far out, man underneath upon it separates I from ye glee lights crystals and rocks see if we distances us what's up floats the closest had the covers broken sheets of white papers I took it upward to that one sky became apart wider taking a picture it's almost nighttime O' go dream on those dreams shadows roll moved most beautiful found in others what you doing herered volumes of words appears starts in thin coatsthe obsolete mist clouds bigger than great notes runs water wanders all the way fear all the years O' dew see what to do there for something was in a-leaf in extent opens inwards within returns to fortunate feels to me in-thru this cosmos I could goes without lets me feel best well-thrown in-thru holes of lightning am looking up can scatter much bluer notes on two clouds how we scamper scamper across that's all of course mattersI hope you find what you meant gone up in a spout of rainfall that shines out with all the ways down an old broken lane I fell thru it was so grandiose washes at tides that splashed on the side walls of our minds sunlight far and wide by both two nights within one sky grows still for we shall be shortly in tall grasses enjoying that's all of course matterscontinues carryin' wings wet as snow how we scamper scamper across that's all of course mattersthe obsolete cloud gleaming within remarks hearts yearns what harbors know your weightsbigger branches choices changing the fields the feelings hurt under the bloom it cleared the airunder one sky dreaming best never missing a beataccompanied one, two Sally Forth on anklesconsolidated has like a statue stands eyes, face, hands, head, trunk of roses rushes entangles uson tides that waved back © 2026 Robert Robbie Lord Dudley |
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Added on April 3, 2016 Last Updated on March 22, 2026 AuthorRobert Robbie Lord DudleyRiverside, NJAboutACROSS THE NIGHT'S SHINING ROAD COVERS ME, i'LL READ. Life, Thyme leeds rails rushes a begotten hold only copes oh, poetry a random ray of yellow light shining sky golden drops in fields trickles.. more.. |

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