Walking Through The Sunlight

cause the blakness of space i see
with fire, of my true natural desires.
success withering of the midnight sun.
to help my moonlit run.
i know i am placcid i am happy as mud
to be myself and be my chud.
to be or not i will walk like mum
be able to talk and sweet my success.
all i do, is do my my best.

poem by Rodney Rod Smith
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Running waters

Twas the way the dawn of the flower
of long time ago in sping,
to open the doors of the hour
to see what was within..

Growing seeds of madness
of a life in spring,
to everlasting flower and with
a drink of gin.
having faith long ago that we
all have in space.
to an everlasting flower
to an everlasting grace.
of all things come together as
time passes by.
to enjoy the hour with an worthy eye.

poem by Rodney Rod Smith
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