Ancient

I stand at the foot of yon mighty oak tree
Looking up through a glistening, golden canopy
...

The walnut case so ancient and tall stood
proud as a peacock in my Grandmother’s hall
T’was...

From beyond the grave I summon thee
I need you to listen and help set me free, before it’s too late...

Battle cries are sounding
The horses hooves are pounding
Swords on shields are clamoring...

An old mysterious gypsy lady
Lives in her ‘Vardo’ caravan
I often call to visit her
...

When you feel the desire for eternity
Take hold of you from above
And when you long to be...

The time that Humans are given,No Doctors or Nurses can possibly Extend,
Regardless of any good...

The slippery slope of knowing O
A widened window to slither in
The hide and seek of glowing...

Gold dusts wet canvas---
travel through redclay canyons
Lost Dutchman mine found

To stop the tearing at the flesh
On my hands
I trimmed my nails and bandaged them

...

As old as the hills
with no recollection of it’s birth
the church and steeple stood...

Clinging amidst our clifftops on the craggy coastline
Are castles and citadels so
...

Especially when giving cheeky badass
blemished physiognomic reflection
tricking me seeing...

the stallion heed's the air tonite
listen it is near
the moon is moaning mare..

Sad little flea
Such burden
For within Your engorged abdomen
Lies his swollen left...

Castles with citadels cling onto the cliff tops
Bulwark with bastilles
with parapet support...