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Let's Trip The Mountains And Swing From The Trees..
Meadows turning to meadowlarks
The tree's woods turning to the tree druids
Wild creatures turning to wild iris
The fog moves in like an experienced lover
As the snakes begin crawling for cover
A tree lone and leafless is climbed
The gray slab of cliffs scaled
And not now
And not tomorrow
But then..
FEARLESS!
Ready to swim
That rippling ocean of green
Ready in mind which trees to dive..
But this soul-shell gives a !no! not this time
To do anything..
That may cause a life forfeiture...
So on into the misty trees
Where things only you dream
Of,are of being..
You rush to a unicorns side
So you can ride through the density...
Led to the burning coals
Bubbling!
Hot!
!SHOUTING!
Those flames
Upward..
Toward those sparkling points
Of light.
And
In peace,
May we praise
This nocturnal psyche capture!
Brought through the voice of the wise one, perched in a night elm
His head turning like the earth
And eyes close
As the day
(Today)
Begins..
Copyright2002surrealdancingpoetry
The tree's woods turning to the tree druids
Wild creatures turning to wild iris
The fog moves in like an experienced lover
As the snakes begin crawling for cover
A tree lone and leafless is climbed
The gray slab of cliffs scaled
And not now
And not tomorrow
But then..
FEARLESS!
Ready to swim
That rippling ocean of green
Ready in mind which trees to dive..
But this soul-shell gives a !no! not this time
To do anything..
That may cause a life forfeiture...
So on into the misty trees
Where things only you dream
Of,are of being..
You rush to a unicorns side
So you can ride through the density...
Led to the burning coals
Bubbling!
Hot!
!SHOUTING!
Those flames
Upward..
Toward those sparkling points
Of light.
And
In peace,
May we praise
This nocturnal psyche capture!
Brought through the voice of the wise one, perched in a night elm
His head turning like the earth
And eyes close
As the day
(Today)
Begins..
Copyright2002surrealdancingpoetry
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Let`s Trip The Mountains And Swing From The Trees..
Let`s Trip The Mountains And Swing From The Trees..