Quiet Flowers

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Last time I saw you.. you were but seed.. growing slow sure to show perfect in a weed.. found in pound of money or measurement of weight.. beautiful you are in light.. behind

some cold dark gate.. 

I remember passing seeing your old town.. everything folks need.. still wanderlust will come around.. behind buildings.. in a cave.. roads will beckon you.. excited dreams appear

to credit manufactured clues..

Rain comes clear water pure meant to be that way.. sudden or predictable skies will have their say.. something for black rich earth.. good when rain comes down.. I see you most beautiful..

best in flower town..

See you and remember a wonder how you grew.. turn away nothing to say turn back marvel at you.. add to memory of good.. rain struck you pure.. lent.. no matter how sent..

a beauty not obscured..

Birth of infant life heartfelt.. written comes a word.. paint on canvas.. read a poem.. song sung or just heard.. dreams all colors.. places.. people dream from memory.. color splash of flowers..

true from you to me.  

"Il Ballo" (in English "The Dan...


Mahogany Balsa

Niceties of social grace passed and glued to my face.. IE ‘Emily Post would just DIE’.. flowers have a special style.. monks fasting all the while flowers decorate life as I sigh..

time ends thus time will begin to define each saint like sin.. happens when a saint is title found.. royal flowers.. royal squirrel.. royal life around the world.. each living sight with every sound..

perfect life.. perfect born.. maimed by ignorance and scorn names profiled and passed create a fool.. happens social circumstance compete in a social dance.. make colored glass from a fine jewel

may be featherweight of true.. if all I have.. is what I do.. better always better never guess.. confuse simple in heartbreak true love will not forsake.. expectation love makes useless stress..

mistakes written play a tune.. explain in words to the moon.. label ‘fiction’ put it in a drawer.. flowers with no social stain.. ambition.. greed.. will to attain road-sign guides your dream to find ‘what for’?

Peace Tony



About cryinforthedyin

I write philosophy and poetry. I postulate solutions for problems..I find similiar things in history to compare to present day, hoping to find a solution to the seemingly difficult task of giving and receiving love. I play music. Blues harp, piano, guitar, electric and acoustic. I sing..I love to sing..Peace Tony
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2 Responses to Quiet Flowers

  1. CC says:

    the slide show is to beautiful!! gives me a warm feelin’


  2. CC says:

    Good stuff Babe!


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