I Am There


I'm gonna shut my eyes,
and think about peace for a minute.
Let it slide back,
ponder on what is accually in it.

Laughter that's gentle,
sweet scented woman,
touch of a flower,
walk-about nomad.

Laying on a pocket of air,
checking out birds, bees, & trees.
Listen layback lullabuy,
and the cool wind that likes to tease.

I'm on it for a while,
can't hurt these blues,
livin' the sunshine,
fell out of my shoes.

Floating i'm going higher,
up where the gypsey queen goes.
Higher I really go,
up where the winds are froze.

Candle soft majic,
can you really dig it,
frenzy funk fellow,
i see no more biggets.

Some day you'll see,
as I keep gliding right on by.
Above the apple tree grove,
stop on by maybe sometime.

Lazy sleepy cool,
i'll wave when I pass,
kickin it philly style,
hope that it'll last.

You will know child,
when I go on down your way.
That crazed feelin'
Is there any more to say?


These are more poems
Looking Past the Cover
Sudden Understanding
Ocean, Water, Air, & Skies
Random
Moment of Clarity
Salmon Hunting
On the Summit
Alive
Nothing At All
Temptation
Breaking Point
Fishing Prayer
To be a bee
Levitation
The Perpetual Spiral
Lament for my hands

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