Angels in vehicles drive above stars

Angels in vehicles drive above stars

A Poem by Robert Robbie Lord Dudley

flys falls moves files folders are seeing rather

quick that long wind whistles, glares way

trees around vast faster

in crowded houses

aloft brought to words in this

skies spaces meant

twisted branches pull

we are there

deeper souls finding out

grows above what we are

Spring buds blooming holds

tight winding roads

gathers on woods still

do you hear that, cat?

grew quite sure loves sounds so strange 

I am, calm'd me down onto pieces, cans all meals

are quietest whilst dances empty blankets soft

gets sets deep compares sweet spirits candor stares

at heart beholden

there on a handle at me callin'

a flash, ah, with theirs there afore

the long garden parts between

scraps laden with water, drink

in went their claws, jaws ready

excuses us exists within a-little patch

you're replenishing understood

fixed stars shining more

all too easy it wasn't

all over be made happy joy landing on leaves

left alongside remarks lost

made by those knots

to be whole trunks

these holes dark trees

Ode shaped mouths lives on my mind

in crowded houses

aloft brought to words arts stories ode so high

skies, spaces meant

twisted branches pull

would've we love that?

anyways out hurts

walks both beholds bestills treasure

the boxes insides

the black frames water

of my meanings lost

Yes, cellphones saw'd something awesome

from everywheres glances walls torn down

I am everso quite at home smiles

in the pre-happens stance

seems, chances, dreams

shows feels sorrows expressed so chants

bends back long bowls

oh, you will be still all the times long ago

things alone at so inclines restless

when gathers on the reefs delighted

undercurrents calm

we are there all dark river rocks glows shines far under

whole marks songs broke up to the warm sands that dreams

underwater is too cold inspires next lines if ye had

behold in the dark appears horizon is hope

in the night deep

at the mind's eye

you can't keep this

imagination is too glorious objects won't go.

too endless, ah, don't reminds me

taught by kindness

images chooses of self comes poems

on and off wrote across colours

flys falls moves files folders seeing rather

quick that long wind whistles, glares way

trees around vast faster

in crowded houses

brought to words in this

gathers together 

for silence favorite roses glasses

skies spaces remembers

twisted branches pull

red cardinals lets us use what we have

remembers future how swirls misty

ode great circle

we are okay so far

careless nature careful outwards

amazes the edges drain's slow

around knowing at breezes

gives the last news between rains

what's effective evening blankets

of the universe

sleepless re-writes ode why bother

unpacking now here

ode but think not

it was seen then

but to an high-end look a-shore

when in the mind

as at the photo mat goes ahead from

more unidentified orbits

terrifying objects underwater

could bring good notes louder

seeing why later

flys falls moves files folders are seeing rather

quick that long wind whistles, glares way to places

trees around vast faster

zones & me, we are therefore

angels in vehicles

drive above stars holes in a jar besides

on air or wheels turn

brings us fire & ice deep lakes beneath on a-hot roof rolling

a-little red car let us own stands out begets what's not what's got

wings leaves again alright weeps a-bit

remembers future's real swirls left without worlds

will we love that bliss makes it at amidst

from anyways now all's that good knows

focus made anew alike real hard boots burns on awhiles below falls away elements in the Sun the same rolls does form more styles always be remains the very light

© 2025 Robert Robbie Lord Dudley


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Hmmm. Your poetry is certainly one of a kind!

Amidst the mass of words and images there lies an almost decipherable meaning, yet one cannot be at all certain that it is what was intended by the poet! So, my focus remains on the descriptive imagery you apply.

It is a very unique piece, written in a very unique style.

Posted 8 Years Ago



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Robert Robbie Lord Dudley
Robert Robbie Lord Dudley

Riverside, NJ



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