Wakening of spring flowering trees.. A hope, from Mrs. Nature within a warm, summer she, does bring!
Tippen, pour crapping on society storming humanity…
Early morning wandering the street,
Scribble an hidden silent words flow across my blind eyes!
Larger than life softening quickening hard edged knife..
Magical spindrift thoughts, flowing within those hidden waves, about my childlike mind.. As i’m witness too;
Touching love passed throughout the unliving void..
Flowing though hidden rhymes words aglo written within those silent times..
Written within a hallucid dream termination of silent thoughts..