Grimbeau

Scroodles

Take Funf

joyce

 

On a stick

An ashplant

We all rest a while

With a smile

And some guile

‘bout the road before

Think a while

For a while

When our mind

Has gone

Faraway

Countrymile

We may smile

 

Nona

 

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Bird has got to fly

Poets gotta sing

the truth

Maya angelou

Sang to me sotto voce

Like a freebird that

Could not give

a damme

Or an irish

man

Without

A wigwam

 

 

To John Coyote ( whomsoveveryoumaybe)

 

 

charlie chaplinlove once blessed you

it once blessed those  you met you

where is next to go?

the filtered wind wind

of desire of love

cavernous genorosities

plenitutinous

claptrap

or

thanks

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