Blues walking

A tale

Sound unwritten

To retell, refashion

Replenish

Creation:

When the first man

Committed the

First crime

And cast the blame

Oceanwide

Tribes of the earth

Gathered

And asked, why?

Long time

I have wandered

And thru

Suburbia, green gloved

Golden girl in mind

At the approach of this guy

The still cars

Sat goggle eyed

My fright

Turned to flight

As my anxiety

Deepened

There is nothing

Any longer

To understand of

The human

I could tell a long story

The whole set up

Of a life

Governed by evil men

Images flashing

Saying more than

A million words

If you read

Between the lines

Laughter

To steal laughter

From the breeze

My soul

From my goddess

And the tale I spell

All that stuff

About a love I dreamed

A long dream

Light as the Earth herself

A love of brothers and sisters

Of a love

I’ll go chasing

Thru reality

Of times unfolding

Rainbow

Stream

But there’s naught

To understand

Time is not a thing

To pull apart

Time outgrows

Undoes human things

Time is love

God on a cliff

Falling, anxious,

Undoes time

Makes evil blue and green

Again

Spinning

A tale

Years long we’ll meet

One day

In blue and green

A faerie ring in Erin

On a suburban St in stralia

In

Heaven

Elven green,

Alive and bright

Do you not see?

I’m the answer, woman

Look at God, pale, skinned

I am God, shining

What more is there to know?

A song unwritten,

Creation!