Poem -

Falls missing love

Falls missing love

knowing knowing to...the next step into love is to all in hope

 gone gone like a misery so talked by them
eyes in destination to another level looking up
is there a God she asked in tears  God

can see the sea to deep it seems in waves
or feel to the dust that itches upon your only face 
as it washes away in tears a drift to thy hurt
so pained on pain like paint removed in a grind so hurt

to a chattering of teeth
as fillings falls ....day by day
to a hurt

a place on the feelings  of the heart
now to a new look to a chance
as we claim the rights of a divine 
as day by now to another 

do as you choose to live     
even a small of wit to another understanding
so returns to a life so repeated to a smile

and we asked do we really see or know
in this ....with only chatta to a bacchanal of you
be in a chill of still

 

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Tony Taylor

Hey Sir LORRIS!!.....was this a kind of poetic experimental piece?......it has moments of great clarity and then lines that confused me....but overall you can tell there is a serious heartbeat in there ......somewhere! (smiles)....I love reading your stuff my friend!!,.......Stay groovy!!.......LOVE & ROCKETS!!...T xo  : )

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