From the archive: I did sing to you, dreams

I did sing to you, your dreams (long)
As the moon did shine upon us
Come hither, to the grove
Deep inside the big Forrest

I did sing to you, your dreams
I did sing to you, your dreams

You did sleep upon the leaves of autumn
And woke upon springs first rain
The fires of summer did come again!

And thats how we met,
In time again and times that pass
We meet again, and then we part

Four of us will meet again,
Four of us when sleep began

I did sing to you, your dreams
I did sing to you, your dreams

Well meet again and meet to part
Feet will take to the path
March upon the winters ground

And thats how we met,
In time again and times that pass
We meet again, and then we part
and then we part…

Snailways

All across my path

Rain giving the land blessed baths

Snailways cross and part

Silken rails, drifting trails

On my way to get the mail

Snailways, from a rain-filled day

I need to be with you

Snailways, it another thing telling me

I need to be with you

Snailways, kneel down an say

I need to be with you

Snailways, from a rain-filled day

I need to be with you

sunlight is reading

Of the time spaces available

Pails of rain disable blue

Creeping winter storm breaks

And those mighty duets take

Our of mind and into place

Aren’t you glad you won your race?

Sunlight is reading the sky’s feelings

fathered triggered by chomping dearest ethers into peepers

The brightening thought is forsake

Leaves open and partake

Sigh

A cup of coffee
A blessed relief
Orange sunrise
for me to drink
you there with me
and the kitchen sink

sugar and honey and all the hope
the flowers and bees wandering in
trees with my fellow rock and sand beneath my toes
the wonderful water-flow that flows

a gully of pure distance
trickling through the sunlight in the distance
peace of mind and gathered moss
Indonesia and Samuel Frost
Ethiopia in the springtime
a ballad in the meantime

your see a statesman who wishers forth
the truth of it all is what you sort
the distance atmosphere will not sing
as the winds in the trees are metaphor for the din
sugar and honey and all the hope
mountains of skyward reach
they erode with a itch

you know the perfect place now
the place of peace
join me in there in your dreams when you can
as I will wait for all eternity

a hospitable home in the forrest near the beach
with limestone benches and wooden breech
sugar and honey and all the hope

its what I dream
its what I know
its when I know it
and how I show it
I want to win
But I only lose

sigh out loud and wish you where there
you will be there eventually
just live until then

Spring colony

In the new leaves I lookseeing growth makes you think your off the hook

theives takes all they can

no matter how fast you ran

you can’t even remember your grans

memory gone from their nous with haste

kicking the can along the road 

crow watches swooping low

crook took it all and your stuck to the roads

they built them like the romans 

absent potion to take us from this location 

Longest canopy tendrils

Be sentenced, denting the nose of ticklish airs

Gum to you the sky is the only thing to reach 

Opening up to you she heard your crazy cries

Wearing earrings on your branches, the company of the sun

Access the vessel in cloudscape to wounderd drops 

Grasping the points on your faces infamy, you poison the growths 

The sentence is completely done, denting this nose in ticklish airs

Koala, never a bear