Streams of Consciousness
strong does the wind blow.
against it, she walks towards me;
two guitars I hold.
Four parakeets
Living in a little cage
Singing for freedom
Why do you seek us?
Earthlings, you are so far away.
You will find, that we...
thirsty little flame,
not orange, crimson or red;
highlights sister's scales.
Sandals speak below,
Though sand knows no prejudice;
Sun begins to shine.
Each page is Hellboy,
Read with warmth in my sunroom;
Tiled floor gently glows!
a room filled with mirrors,
collected by a blind man;
hoping to once see.
Tarot's number nine,
wisdom boarded isolation.
here to set it free.
hello dear nature
and to the spiders inside
outside I will be
Grimlocke the Oracle,
Born to teach us prophecies.
What has he to say?
I'm a happy cat,
you are my fine gingerbread,
let's go out for milk!
'found my old guitar,
played just a major seventh;
strings were out of tune
dreaming and daring.
And with this shovel, digging;
for dinosaur bones.
ouch, squeezing my eyes,
a nail has entered my foot.
taking a look; rust!
baby elephant,
life will be so hard for you;
baby elephant.
room to room I walk.
each turn doggies follow;
love is mutual.
sitting on my stool,
gazing beyond my guitar;
reaching for my drink.
drunken pirate heads north.
epic adventure begins;
treasured gazebos.
lost; knowing where I am,
very slowly I shake my head;
lost; knowing where I am.
polymorphic six
everywhere where you shall look six
cryptography six
one two three four five
days away from the Amazon
curious Return
tasty yellow rice
simmering in shiny tin
lunch will be awesome
romantic squirrel,
painted his acorns crimson;
appreciated!
gluttonous owl,
eating extra meals each day;
tree branches annoyed
black daylight cricket
happens to have lost his way
friends will wait to play
escaped parakeet
from one strange place to another
panicked guardsman prowls
The trilogy dance...
Boxing on midnight canvas;
Who will reign supreme?
Five lighted candles,
What will your fortune behold?!?
A tarot draw; hot!
Unbelievable
Just indefatigable
Vocabulary
forest is alive
moon lights up pathways and trails
horns are all I see
Copyright © Robert James Liguori | Year Posted 2021
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