Free & Loose A Balloon With A Human Face

can't be seen along

shoulders by ears

in the sky forms

oh, square balloons

and round balloons

cartoon balloons golden goes

what floats at up on is that course

a-great bonnet of clouds

trys back in the harbor flats

from the air balances

thanks and all, I got it brought way new car let's go

when we are further

in the middle nowhere weather fair

life is why rest

it'll save us

we've forgotten all

by the way rest

having things up 

can you see the balloons

below captivates enclosed reawakes if you wants

picks up in wicker basket

a balloon with a-human face

from the air

thier so awesome

butterflies of creation

as we were

back then once a-chance

flat as maps

television sets roll on

but now it's not no show that can't

do you see how blurry

as farewell be

in the sky forms

onto a, Hey, lifeboat man ring high

anchor's away

heart in hand to strings high

to stir a-thing

and all's that's here at

communicates cares

more shiny words

that burns into us a-match

in an instant scales tips oneself on tops

somehow can I spin, my sorrows see

handling it all now

reading, watching, dreaming

making a marvel something slow

poems calms me

as you and me

from the air

to be there not here the story is not so clear

O' carried away into thou effects

comics and mighty waves

a-snowy course for reals senses flakes floats

gets middle low the Winter feels down rows

as teardrops dies not snow

are carried out thru hot and cold rocks

off and on rolls blocks

lines behind many moons long ago

at that day not yet gone

onto a, Hey ya; lifeboat man ring high

anchor's away

heart in hand to strings high

to stir a-thing

circulating on a-plant growing strong in bloom

an Autumn leaf afar asleeps well leaves done

in low light

and distant a-coming closer flying afar

to the chest today turns upwards a-cool way down

to see the dragonflies of the red cliffs soaring o'er not-so ever

a-flutters in right attire

me unfolds my own device holds out

as such things

far, far up the wings

are flapping on winds until there

brung through no one

songs without me

the whole thing's crazy tho' guided so

celebrates toads and frogs forgeting it works the magic of it

within unwinding only energy looks

at slopes enchanting so cosmic

upon echoes in last words

what floats at thoughts between

heartfelt and likely ghosts prints appears

there it goes

some go where do

worlds outta rainbows windows of planes, cars

are many angles

or trains a-coming it's somewheres approahing

what it is maybe have to be

wraps around 

snaps on thinner coats

broken parts

seeing boards holding tight

broken carts oars drifts

fingertips hanging on to a-wish

draws around sands

walls forming wisdom

in the last bits and pieces

but not until then

or puts it down

to let it go

overhead turns to long marks on the ground

found clear and open

meant to make it fly somehow aways

here's to reading to you

handling poems said misty up on a-dead end here

and turns it around

calms me down

starry, starry, carry, carry

hurry, hurry by later on

does these means

gets it right away all knew

what to do

and I done well again

as they all will do

and we did just that goes fine

'tis a beautiful thing

to be concluded so it's all blue

began thru last times

alive and airy

in the sky forms

let us be cheery to images abroad

oh, square balloons

and round balloons

cartoon balloons

making marvel of some

what floats at onto that

a-great bonnet cloud

and trys back in the harbor flat

from the air

backwards connecting easier

frontwards bewildered

underneath became

to a-cork tree that carried me

shadows sometimes spills out what's spent

is serene as red wine stains down

as dark as that little red ant beneath us or is it really? that straight

in transparency we found

afar from ashore

mighty waves go

a-snowy course for real senses flakes floats

gets middle low the Winter feels round flows

rocks standing in lines shows them off

was spoken soft

cell phones rang inside

instead stays out

stands on

a-restored stone

still upon a strand

handling it said,  reading is dead

made slow from my head to my feet, O yeah, now

poems calms me down

and it has to be

curbside waterside instills falls out in this river seems opens minds

underneath in leaves

but a-few aren't still just showers us alone will

leaves to see as one gives

reaches here on/off believes in a-picking becomes woes

ourselves alike ravens been seen above

align'd up within

what floats bright as two

added selections changes ups and downs was spoken quite so quick

scattered at every leaf keeps on to relieve

the sunny side of the street branches broke thru a-shutter-bug

clouds, a-puddle, a-gate, a-pebble

sounds right ahead

dark now is a-wide cup of metal

a balloon with

a human face

O' smiling tulips floated thru it

at what's up

faded outta view

sights and another one rises

outta the box

can't be seen alongsides

shoulders by ears

in the sky forms hears

let us be cheery be images that are

oh, square balloons

and round balloons

cartoon balloons

making marvel of something

what floats in notes, ah, Spring's up

a-bonny clouds

and trys back in the harbor flat

from the air

carried off

onto a, Hey, lifeboat man

anchor's away

heart in hand to strings

circulating on a-plant growing strong

an Autumn leaf afar asleeps well leaves done

wake me up whence

wants to see memories