Of what overhangs
For the gorgeous skied
In hue and form and texture
Is of Autumn's pride.
Of what drops for it
With swaying motion
On whose path, city's, afloat
Free-hearted lover's
Of that rain, with open hands
Are, too, welcomers.
Blown along this windward stretch
Dressy shadowy
As light of step, skied a-twirl
Savour each birch-girl.
Swept, enriched, up in whose fame
Dazzles ghostily
Now to whose art converted
Pavlova's; well-bred.
As birdlife, dull windless calms
Adrift, within
Waits he, but on whose outcome, heart's own
Uplift promotes.
Corresponds to that breathy
Voiced for which girl
Thereout, if anything should activate
Bright-skied, bright notes.
Consoled, yond each soothing watch
Mooned, starred tender-eyed
By what, fold on fold, slow for
Tis then felt pulled o'er:
A peace-wrap; of Night's own weave.
Less and less heartsore.
Traced, besides whose skied effects
Of that homeward care
The past, through what does shadow
For my ghost, below!
With new hope, new dawn on through
Will be stepping. Know!
Skied opposite to
Puffy faced, too
More rigid through fear
Tree, cloud meeting.
On noticing this
I went back in!
Clued into, unseen
If forewarned, been
That darker, will-grown
Of that, heard for.
No trite psychotic!
Bangs, bursts a door.
Out a lighter heart, Summer's
This feeling rises;
Wing'ed joy's. As what, warm aired
For this comprises;
Twixt a skied height, now bluer
A grassed, more golden
Dragonfly, hoverfly wisps.
Those of fairy wren.
Window; and a portal.
Strikingly magical.
The year's changeful skied and aired
Of one day's revolving.
Disorientated yet?
Amusingly I bet!
All those patters, colours askew.
Once so viewed a hand in .
Beauty is conceived in
Uncreated light. *
This earth which a paradise makes;
However skied bright.
Ugliness but he creates
Forms of it, touching.
Every corruptive influence
Behind, whose hand is.
The devil. Defiles her, I kiss.
Dulls life, crowned in spring.
* the mind of God
By each God-sired newly born thing
Through Love, spirit-active
A blank face, for acknowledgement.
Heart, as unreactive.
Of that o'er grass, of a skied will
Warm blows, invisibly
Do these same now, sensing as much
Bow as bend: " corm ; burst free!"
This dark, and what of it skied
A bad thing portends
More dramatic is these structures o'er.
Whose black past with blends.
Evenings what reddens
The outback's skied
Peace of parrot watches, bloodies
No such, hereabouts.
War, its effects as
Presageful of -
Across that, any bird one sees
"Angel of Death"! shouts.
Courageous stories end courageous words, issuing peaceful assemblies
Laid away as day was valued, enjoyed without symbol
Divisive victory hiding overtures of bread
Hardships and arrogance about how we fed
In adams apple, the evening gowns
And cities skied believing hounds
Talks behind, collard barrels as wine
Another stretch and dance
A loft, building a glance
So far ahead the subway can fly
Counting callouses torn, empty greetings sigh
Departing mystery of burning sisterly
Caverns of sounds
Jostling of crowns
I’ve never climbed a mountain
Or gone up in a balloon
And if I never scuba dive,
Well, that will be too soon.
I’ve never rafted rapids,
Para-sailed or water-skied
And as for jumping off a cliff,
I just don’t see the need.
I’ve not trekked in the arctic
Or safaried with a guide
And if I said I wasn’t scared
Of all these things, I lied.
I marvel at adventurers;
They’re made of stronger stuff.
To read about or watch their exploits
Is, to me, enough.
With this sweaty ooze
Worker's, in a heat
Thoughts, drop by drop now repeat
Yesterday's mantra:
"Home and rest, long for.
Cool blown, heavenly.
As what yon skied do see.
Puffy for clouds are.
Summer's parade
Is on its way.
Cirrus pennons
At the forefront
As high skied, and of their shape
Foreshow who celebrate
With kites that day.
Best procession!
Fun's; unrestrained!
Life, the benign
Which radiates
In sync with bouncy posture
And a ball-rolling gesture
Our part. - you're gained!
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