Song To Camilla

Sapphire In The Circles.

My Inner Eye \Blinded,

Hence I Pray The Mountain Of  Leniency To Dispense My Mental

Theatre  – Uselessly  – , While The Old Chapel Turns

Out To Be An Albatross.

And Let The Eyes Shot The Impres_

sive Words

                                                                  Tonight The Asters Drop Inside The Paper Bag_ Of Your Thoughts

Sitting By The Scent Of The Sacred

Water In My Mirroire.

Everybody’s Talking _And Talking _And _Talking

‘Feels Like A Woman’s Cry, A Soul Within A Soul

And I’ve Been Sowing  Mine And

The Seeds Of Laughters

All Around The Circles In The Years Of Plenty

And I Was Pregnant Like The Mare

I Rode In The Circles   -

                                                                  Ever - Sometimes, Anytime – What Does__ The Word Time Mean?

Enlightening, Thick

Wonderful Life - An Apple Of Yellow In Your Hands  -

I’ve Seen The Hill Brushed By A

Wind Of Purity

- Let The Good Times Roll - Says The Wise

- To Me -

And  The Stone By The Fountain

Turns Into A Blossom Of  Acclaim -

            

You’ve Chosen - Me? For Free, For Sale – What Else!

The Promise I Promised - Go Fishing, I’d Better –

Say No, You! And Repeat.

To The  Butcher And The Lawyer And The Employee, To Your Best Friend’s Mother. Say No.  Fall Into Your Refusal

To The Prophet’s Prophecy

To The String Of The Street Singer. And So On, To The Pink Walls Of Your House

Toss The Holy Stone. Say

No, Repeat. Kill Time In The Flame Of The Funny Side

Comedians. Repeat. From The

Legroom The Muses Born.

Are We Waiting For The _Forbidden Crop – Perchance, Perchance. And

The Fruit Hanging From The Tree Of Living Is Left To The

Worms Of The Human Machine Itself

Your Daughter, Your Child

(as to say)

 

As Result, My Adore Is Depleted,

Stop Waiting For The Keeper To Fend Off  The Blow \ In The Field Where The Rye

Tips With Silver And Your Hair Cut Short

In A Book You Once Read About.

Life’s Nothing But A Drama In Print By The Grate Embryonic Mind I Saw.

Don’t Think ____Twice; Don’t Think!

The Lot Is Okay. Sugar?