You and me

On a summer day There is no place I’d rather be, Than laying next to you Under the swaying willow tree, Down by the river Watching the sun beam, Reflecting, Off the waters gleam,
Cherry

Beautiful Bones

This from a Richard the 111 freak

"calling from space"

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Numbers

Ok, don´t stop here... it´s a poem about mathematics.

What the fuck God?

Like life is making this into a pastiche. People aren't seeing to clearly. Hallucinogen affect, bastard hashish.

Shanta Up And Down The Orchid Spray # 9

( shanta - contemplative and peaceful ) Up and down the orchid spray come sleepwalking with me, where stars shine brightly though ever so slightly, compared to the shining from thee...

Ababhuta Blue Wrappings # 8

( ababhuta - wonder and curiosity ) Blue stained bandages wrap me as smoke crawls on the twilight splendor, sleepwalking through vibrant fields with daisies painting me white.

Bhayanak The Sky Is Falling # 7

( bhayanak - fear and anxiety ) Axeblades on clocks pendulate time like a fine sabre swung, daggers of mere minutes stick these cold blue steel edges near, when under canvas shelter we waited

The Buskers Crossing

Through raging waters there is a way . Let the busker play .

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