DO you have a quiet place
deeply dear, within The No
One can enter here spot?
Me too. I keep it near
the love of YOU.
(and there the brightness
of sweet peace)
all as nature knows
is best and & i eyes
know knew now yes live
yes we LIVE
(the masters of skillfully
curved romantics called
P O E T S.
:: 02-08-2019 ::
WHEN where i have been is Large
and at times i s cre am in the
smallest spots of fear
every thing seems wicked like
as though when you are
d
o
w
n
Our well beloved Master called Life
loves it strange and then there too
are the Ones who are Light -lit
creatures bewildered entities
by many names kindred intellects
evoking allegiance to ALL these
wonderouslyStrange spots of Can
We Have wine with that chocolate?
the blue jay has beautiful feathers
and Nature responds,”We love you humans
but the world is Our Own.”
i run back to the spot where i am
dreaming and pick up a glass of water
fighting the greatest warrior called
“Me.”
:: 02-08-2019 ::
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