In refection I place value spacesA Poem by Robert Robbie Lord Dudley(long before) is becoming a red cloud the heat weird under the sun a mad dawg badbeneath the moon the end of Augustfully cool the centre looking from within times the flood eternal exposing my soul to infinity beyondyou down I share all within sparks a friction well around was to nothingness lets me hide we meet so what's so beat strange is this my wish ignormous O Brothers typewriter copesflying off in and out beyond me is the west window small to protect inside candles lithigh and narrow day be
became apart once since captions in that moment whirling around falling down floating forever looking at I like that stars sparkles I will forget the scars I still will feel it are now everything so farhow that star spark'd did so good like ourselves will say this at everything (long before) in signs images deciding to separate see this stick words in the air aren't the stories now to browse the building up to care on the place we havewe always are well in tunes found really are we all gone on the bench can't find it's done and not to mention (long before) something in hand nothing in hand so kind to remember the same timesomething else points here I am in a trance belonging to promises true feather blew white sand slides offleft evermore to tomorrow we stays begins again today's snow marks this day we rises inside candles and sticks(long before) even into some memories I share a-blind blur remains on today, tonight, Darling while we still have the light on under the Spring sunshine beneath the moon looking from within times the flood eternal Ah, exposing my soul to you I knew (long before) to standing so deep into it at this thread barefoot progress more flows I draws the arrows I draws the shadows at the threshold this information box doing things gots empty this writing dash'd fast as I keep on its back but not now I, to act ahead I'm ready for to Fall cuts shorts till we all die I keep heart I keep mind If it gets on endless lines I'm much higher by this time (long before) the white sand slides off the walls will be collapses slowly at the lower corners in and out turning tidebeyond me is the west windows small to protect high and narrowoutside wild the edge of surreal the seas I might want it more one to another one someone for me (long before) nor broken came apart once since captions in that moment standing so long deep into it on this thought process more stems of thorns we all cross along the woods by wading in thoughtlessness like roots had everything into it but the sunshinereimagining islands if only candles inside lit(long before) tells me for here now the meadows sticks valleys lowI draws the arrows I draws the shadows at the threshold so lift up your head flat and go straight up it's unlikely that to the absence of floors, down the winding ways running rivers in our eyes.Sometimes roses have ashes speaking nowno-wheres out sprung frombut here instead some only sees and feels better deeperMoments matter underneath pressed on, (long before us) © 2026 Robert Robbie Lord Dudley |
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Added on April 17, 2016 Last Updated on February 1, 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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