To The Water And Back To Everywhere Else We Must Go

Imagine 

The images that came through are real

For you

Us

Them in another plain or

Avenue

Setting free unification 

Vibrancy of will 

Digress devolutions

Because we can

Manifest illusions 

For someone else’s journey 

Transference pilgrims of the third eye

Silent breathers 

Fire actually 

Sensory Malice 

You can smell the sound and mannerisms in their doubt 

Of us

Pick up your bag and place it by mine

Ride through thorns of language 

Clap for the box you created that is now a box and only a box

Festival of seasons show the simple need to be seen or accepted

Clubs that have no vacancy 

Lead them too 

Forrest puzzle with a twist 

Maze Tattoo Face 

We’ve begun our summit 

There is no peak 

Answer was below and you walked by it 

Answer in each day 

Movement micro

Corn husk sizzling joiner 

Eyes

The Watcher

Fabrics lounging over doors and on beds

Lay with me 

Become a blossoming escape of your former self that exploded intentionally to hold the pieces 

Share

Spray paint them 

Glue them in the city and in shelters off the primitive camps of Appalachia

Turn lights on after dark to see the truth

Turn them off again to be in the dark 

Swirling switchback to view an old church where they confessed their love

Bugs 

Sand Grass Sky Letters

Round

Corners a clear look

Too beyond the sky words

Cloud letters

All things left unsaid 

Until its still 

Again 

Fearless wandered of mind

Sound

Wish wisdom fortune 

Your letter 

On the shelf 

So many colors of an alternative face

You walked by me two years later or more

I saw you and said hello

You gave me your number

The rhythms 

Patterns of expressing hope for it again

Not serious 

Loose 

Deeper than a sour stasis 

For another time we were lions and owls and sand grass 

Blowing in the wind for another 

I remember the songs

Songs

Played you before the vanishes

An inspiration in new skin

Within 

Flowing waters in a small tin cup of nothing

Rust

However fragmented a joy for real 

Depth on a current you can hold 

Slumber summer

On the road until the road twists the story 

We are all home now

Smoke signal from the future word of new 

How shall we jump from this point to that point

Free Will

Free Form

Free

There’s a small light down the alley where they stay

Blinks and strobes until morning 

Oil from the city 

Cars 

Empty 

Ponds of color in the fields beneath the frogging time 

We 

They Sing Songs Outside My Window

Glimmers

A small simple force

Sings

Waits

Loud sways move 

Through a passage of the books you adore

Cherish 

Share the sample

Example

Walk in the rooms they don’t want you in 

Shine lights

Weather fortune 

In a circle on some random hill the future still 

We are now

Thought

Asking for nothing more

Time has little gifts to give beyond now

Before the happenings happened 

It happens

Children grow up 

Playing wild and chewing bubble gums

Swing 

Throw

Jacks Jump Sugar 

Walk the trails until your legs fall off

Body rolls down the hill

Mind flys away

Souls fades

What are we if not the hill 

A simple snippet of a forest the city barely notices 

Be loud 

All the things are there as you wait for something or someone

Tumble and flop 

Wash your face away in the open seas 

Minor or Global things 

Pure 

Black ink 

Love bomb 

Drinks I can’t spell 

Canvas 

Finger touches woke 

Drags down the piece

Green

Orange

Dots

Purple you protecting 

Red wolf deep in the woods watching 

Sound end dreams in the shadow 

Plant your mark at the edge

See 

Crayon Jazz Kind Pop

Crayons 

Not that we are unlimited 

Collage 

Cut pictures 

Glue 

Fruity intentions 

Frosted glass 

Moisture from the hot showers 

Igloo 

Stasis 

There’s a freedom to solitude 

Community 

Though 

Yeah 

Words and energy and fixation 

Glow pop 

Wisdom 

The shine is a birth mark 

Been around awhile 

Silver 

Lines 

Scar 

Escaped symphony playing solo in the dark 

Caught a wild hair 

You reach out all the time 

Worldly 

Semi primitive 

Busy with it

All the microcosmic tells 

Tuck in 

Cute

One 

Often told story about that time

You witnessed it all

Flowers in the park swaying in the wind

Hoops

Sport coats bought for two dollars

Win

Together in the water from the road trails

No one discovered this yet

Snakes

Wild things

Blankets made in the wild

Tokens scattered as wishes for the next time

Light hits your face

Golden

Smile lines

Curly blonder dirty hair

Long

Could live there for awhile

Kiss an armpit

Dance to silence on the good jazzanova

Stars watch over

All the shallow disappears

Your kindness awakens the inner sense of connectedness

Soft

Turn In

Human

Simple syrups for the cause

Place holder

Descriptions reading our character

Astrology slave

Emotional mess if the moon loves

Purple paint

Big mirror reflections

One day before this one

Wild

Calling all who won’t listen

Scream freedom in the trees

Trees falling and growing

Birds sing to a pattern

My morning window

Delight

Flowers on the counters

Crisp air

Just right for the eye open

Safe

Believing in a wondrous amalgam of

Ok

This one

That one

Slight

Heavy

Hands on hands that play games

What future is present time

In a swift turn

Life moves you to the stretch scene of your life

Momentary

Seconds

Roar

Trip up from blowing it

Learn

Mold fix rhythm

Turn the pages

Judgements be damned

This is it

One

Until the end

Permanent

Choice to be

Beyond