So I got the news

Unforgiving wrath leaving ashes in wake of destructiveness blood splattering game playing reverse sexist evil duck.

I can make an educated guees

There must be millions of poems the size of a few thousand books of unpublished work where many great poems are hidden and have rarely been read.

Crime.

It's going to be one those days

Popping bubbles

So many thrills

Wild honey dolls and gals

Giving out Lilly pops

Hearing the fantastic

The seniors

And their great moments

I can tell

It will be one of those days

Of flying monkeys

And bat boys

The funky bunch

And enough musicals

To melt your ears

Then eye balls

From there

You eat meat loaf

Drink Gatorade

And ask the stranger for an encounter

With the last book of Harry Potter

Grow an inch from good posture

Smile at the umps and umps

Imagine hearts and waterfalls

Because that is the way to

Wack the time off!

Learning a dream.

Dream dream

Dream if you mean to

Dream from your heart

Dream far

Dream good

It is about moving

And finding

But also reading.
The bridge came into view

It was hit by LIGHTENING

Over an over.

India is my new uplifting thoughts friend country.

I'll go there and learn more.
Peace grabs the ripped pieces

And stitches them see less

To seem more and more

If I could nail it down better

There are nails of gold

That fly free in a way

Shall hold the parrot close

The birds go into the sky

Vanishing suddenly.