chestnut tea

i like to drink a cup of tea

because i drink it splendidly

before i take a little walk

in the park where puddings talk

beneath the sky that's high and wide

where wondering clouds cannot hide

from the birds who wheel and thread

across the sky within my head

whereupon a tree i see

a chestnut tree that looks at me

with a sea of lazy leaves

singing leaves in the breeze

making notions come to me

in a motion suddenly

that when the sky turns in the air

it makes my shoes go over there

along a zig and zagging street

the street where time and people meet

sometimes with a cup of tea

in a garden up a tree

Bowls

it's a bowling ball
as i recall
see it rolling
when you're bowling

turning round
in circle time
going somewhere
over there

across the green
with a sheen
like an eye strolling
where the bowl is rolling

oh

Ob

bob a bobble
and a bob
wobbles

wob a wobble
and a wob
bobbles

bobblewobblewobblebobbles

Things

secret sound
of silent things
turns around
making pings
that are found
in little rings
by a hound
made of strings

homosapiens come and go
speaking words i don't know
hungarians start a show
smashing my old piano

i decide to sing
a very silly thing
'up the stairs
and through the pears
crimson bears
eat apples and chairs'
then i see a ring
vanish in a ping

Water Things

I am only young and only just begun, I see the bobbing light on the water where the future scenes of where I am belong, a light that bobs along and will become the recollection of scenes stretching inside the reflection of light that flexes then shrinks and stretches on the water surface as my senses are sprinkled among those who belong where the trinkets of time come from here in a bowl to find a flow in games with water for my boating captivated by the show of glistening light where time is floating, I am only young and only just begun.

Is'nt It

a voice that says
is is
and nothing more

is what?
what is?

shut up

Around The Air

chimes in circles of time
chime inside the air where the air circles

around the air

around the chime
as the circles
declare
the circle rhyme

rotate and fly

turn silent songs
into invisible sights
with places found inside
elemental sounds
wide and long rotating
sight inside the hand
of sounds on round
ground where the beta land is
bound again in sight beside
a song where light and air

bright

alpha

light prepares to turn
around a sky of faces
through one hundred and eighty places

Located

Around a voice
Around a time
Around the remembered place

And through a choice
And through a rhyme
And through the connected space

All the times live as one
And one is two beyond
When the two are one again
The whole will be regained

High and Wide

the white houses parade
in the high and wide
while their shapes are made
in a wandering ride

through the head
across your sky
thoughts are lead
by your own eye

In A Shoe

i once did a pooh
it was inside my shoe
i put the shoe on
it was'nt much fun

Breezing

the grass is combed by the air
formed into a breeze
that travels to somewhere
inhabited by trees

as a ripple of summer time
the breeze passes by
so slight and sublime
the senses will sigh

Open Head

i lay on a bed
and open my head
into the places
where people's faces
come and go
they're people i know

beginning to leave
i start to weave
into a room
wrapped in a tune
someone has spoken
we're out in the open

there's a drum in my dream
it rolls in a stream
a timeless thing
connected by string
i take off my hat
and follow a cat

Light & Air

soft gust of light
breeze and hover
on the air hover
there

where the air hovers
on the light
a dandelion bobbles

a butterfly wobbles

Passing By

coming by they come and go
passing to and fro
on their way they go
where they go i don't know
going to and fro
is all i know

Inside The Winter

these are little things we see inside the winter
where the air is dreaming with the wheel
in the hinterlands~ winterlands we see them
and will not whisper what they are

That's The Way

they can find bagpipes and time
inside the leaves
where the song lives
because that's the way with
the night and day women
who walk inside the woods

Here

Fifteen words later
In a small space
A hideaway place
We can see
All the words in
Here.