ayaladn

a blug by a bredge

ah sure that is an old bloke

I’ll ask him a smoke

 

for that he’ll be quick

jollier than Spot who’s blot

hedgerows and thickets

 

you may halve two those

but then begone what to do

I’ll bumblebee blue

I shall dig a hole

brick by chipp’d full upto

unmix’d post cement

 

lay down cellar door

carpet of square-cut unroll’d

hands as watercan

 

sunset melt’d gold

the bill’d sum O hear from there

dear night a spray cant

what time is it to

forget btw before

I shall wait the shore

 

moor’d an even sky

five by favor of awing

separately free

 

one third sixty beads

should you think that is too much

all knot tick it due

deep-end reveries

floating in a swimming pool

on a bed of leaves

 

the seasons’ martens

nearer two a house o’clock

starlings fly away

 

knot a recent feud

there are squirrels on the trail

but no oaken blue

hold up this side down

for awhile too full of dust

any neighborhood

 

where are no boarders

yellow forensics nocent

fly swat smacking gum

 

hard to lift won’t move

could poke in between few holes

Oh yes now it rains