Silver songs and sombre sounds like silent stories— stoned, profound Writing, boldly, of wild, wild dreams, this page all soaked with bright, red ink My tears pouring down that page, just drowning words with startled rage While smoking, writing, dreaming, stoned, Those letters blurring— poems I owned My silver song so stoned it fades The story inhabits dark, stark caves Yet writing, boldly, of wild, wild dreams, that nearly burst with […]
Flying crazy And loopy sounds Those loony tunes House breaking moulds Silver tights And bright blue shoes A light of fancy A daring spy A ruthless dream A tearful song A seamstress Stream Ten hours, Gone You’ll never text Too sad, Too bad, Forget, forget A fearless sight Smells of ashes Speed of light True singalong Tap dancing night To loony tunes A daring spy A flight of fancy, A seamstress Stream Too mad […]
By Secret Thoughts Within and Vintage Black A true wild heart A fine glass of wine With steadfast resolve I walk all divine Keep walking good warrior And never look back Those trolls, demons, Vampires Deep love They do lack Honey, I've lived my life I know the road you are on I'll share my secrets To keep your heart strong Lay hold of pure light Let go of perfection These wrinkles and lines […]
we call it it it has no name it takes a beat to keep it dancing it plays no games been out of sync but sometimes feet tap in unyson the tune that makes those flowers bloom those eyes fall sleep and wink out sadness /Serious Smart Wave, Sparkling Smile, Conceals A quirk, & Flying Kindness/ . . . we call it it it has no name it takes two beats to keep it […]