For A Little Ramble On; If A Little Yellow Leaf Is Bliss Off.A Poem by Robert Robbie Lord Dudley
Odes, what 'tis joy of words
Joys they had had inner circles between thorns Town to town; Pub to pub, Feelin' subject of lost events a-stone well hole in one. Rebuilt has less darkness & will what, for one? Speaks! Bricks thrown down they lay, All got big lines. good upper greats remarks a-cool leaf way On but olden glassy wave gainful, modest Then when I got back into the picture The rainfall As always other than thine things have been As you think link-by-link outta place here being long Fine sleeves are open Maybe, will it fall on eases apart; The felt fits all pits Oh, snaps it was roots Back when together a-top we goes deep & I would & I did not take a-nap; Ahh, nap, early Took me again by & by my mood be not to do this still,, a-surface cold if ever so gone Of distance wet. Scatter'd rains Towards spaces around faces fill'd Believes growin' & growin' & growin' & growin' up needs plants doin' in places Lower & lower & lower & no lower until higher Whensoever bright pieces moon is a-flock of pictures flew by Spreads, cards inside turns. storms lost at a-past I fills in mixes, I saw unbox'd puzzles My guess was, The good The great Spirits are up On a-eternal gentle drip Falls off leaf At all o'er there is, enuff digs inside. It's a-bit like this off thoughts light blue snails that swirl cloudy stars thunder in space never dark Has no disguise Afloat by, awaits by harmony great Obscurity the sweet loss today A-drifts off, You sure neat & decent What's right What's left to see now enfold'd chairs leaves are Befittin' quite so Seems like just clearly by thee Traces such lonely alone times of reaches around alive she cried Once it's roses gave a garden Findin' today To hips that sway'd me Extra real nice As wicks lit To a-flame a little light Dances away To candlesticks Hung up besides webs tore apart; Fog is down unseen in the air. Spells it out in letters What lays it on a-lighter shelf At which time Raindrops redeem Helps you see Wanna walk windows dropt Awaits around, Makes it look new. One fell from October winds broke insides apart The night I am circles A replaced bell slides down Since by another star Fallen wishes unfoldin' chairs Are open thus far a-top made, Oh, dear Oh, nice, so there. No destination. Odes, what 'tis joy of words Joys they had had inner circles between thorns For a-little ramble on; If a-little can be yellow leaf is bliss off, returns Shoeless insides for a long way; As a-story goes; Heart's core streams in aches All around the places carried us thru. © 2025 Robert Robbie Lord Dudley |
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Added on November 1, 2020 Last Updated on December 23, 2025 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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