ALL HEART OF THINGS

ALL HEART OF THINGS

A Poem by Robert Robbie Lord Dudley

What?  I'm under

A soft cloud cover 

Trims the cloths;

Ah! Indeed sometimes left off

I can be fine with that sign

Hard lines by heavy rains 

It's nice to be hit by you

What? I saw asleep in search of

Was it making it obvious 

Or was it also against it 

Hush! Cause what were giants at

as re-adjustments thru

For just pieces thickest 

Appears cool and sweet to spots thus

Feeling the breezes 

In the remaining trees 

All heart of things

It's too far but not today 

Always alive stands inside floating by

Abouts I'll go feels better

Under the bridges 

The uncertain low sides lasted

The images are too fast

I'll know more instead

Sending into the crystal blue springs

From outta hesitation 

Beams of the Earth throwing

That are looming,  forming free

Flowers of the forest 

So pretty it be just birds

On their ways out

There's of abouts I'll go feel better

Under the bridges

As some blues 

Ran down there

On the back pages

The uncertain low sides lasted

The images are too fast

On the eyes to impart

Smooth rain drops buckets

That are falling outside

I accepted it

I added to it

& we can learn again

Each day as two oceans 

Beneath into the Earth deep

Keeping somehow would know

All heart of things

Stringing alongsides

Oh, well, it's so far but not today 

Always alive inside

floating by my projection

Of acts 1-2-3 a-cliff who hadn't had enuff I'm glad in it

Didn't matter feel the sunshine done quiet & bright

That's it painted meant bats will see blind

A thousand yellow willow plumes weeps woods

At early light

beholden up the sky

Strangely surprising me

This creation tall tree

The very long fall

How clear & dark it was 

I'm taking care

beholds up the ground

To go upon that river-bed

When we in the same boat Echos

now we sailing

Through this way 

I cannot say

I mustn't fret

Still it's perfect,  Many ways  

To do the echoes are you 

Without it & going on

I found it then 

Of all lit up dim

Without us looking on

Over the fire 

I've been in the caves

My distracted concentration 

Drifting aways 

My inner-feelings unknown 

That are looming

Forming connections

Flowers of the forest conducts

Everso disrupts begins & ends

The effects & the causes that

Held up the sky

As if some beacon what falls

Pointed upon floats

On these blocks 

Never for myself

Well then I'm putting it off 

For now gone 

Body & mind discovers another

All together closer

Yet haven't been one

Another thought lost

Written on out 

In one message

A little more damaged

What else is the winds a-getting at

Reading upon the sign

Reasons at all up within thrilled aloud

Spins around the threads 

to the Earth deep moving most side

Standing high in the ways of fruits flying

All heart of things

Stringing along the river

Nothing to hide 

How my life at times is

Wanders miles & miles 

Besides a road 

Rose water more-over less sets

Water everywhere beyond

The open nature 

more easier horizon

Just another illusion states normal

Of time & space use your own bad poem

each pours out paint ignores

Found it doesn't see cans

hangs behind me

Thee uppermost mainly mast above a-nest

We awaits so, on edge

Upon a slow string

That dangles starlight does throw

Over the water grows not to fall

As some real blues clear

Ran down there

The back pages 

Down deep below 

There's ground abouts so I'll go get better

Under the bridges 

The uncertain low side lasted

The images are too fast

I'll know more instead

Up there & looking out behind

Of that hilltop

And maybe it is

But still be willing, able 

The results showers

Also brilliant lowers

My kite of towers

Even if time afar when-if-ever been so long

The sky tinted on a-mirror

What you want wild of wonder

Acts that make, oh, a-cliff crumble. Whom hadn't had enuff & glad. In it didn't matter

I feel the darkness done quiet & bright

That's it stay with it painted meant pencil found in the sea

Once within & shadow was shell

A thousand yellow willow plumes weeps woods

I don't want another way into the show Goes on, goes on, passin' on & on From some of the grass beneath a-sponge Rethinkin' one how deep knowin' rest Very upliftin' be freely a-rose pushes most That felt swell, that fell into the sea told O' fairest this is conceal'd Of the ocean is high swoll'd; It's already there until we finish last! Something in the movements

© 2026 Robert Robbie Lord Dudley


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Added on July 27, 2016
Last Updated on March 16, 2026

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Robert Robbie Lord Dudley
Robert Robbie Lord Dudley

Riverside, NJ



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