Ollie..


Ollie rode a trolley.. smoked a ‘fatty’.. feeling loose.. been a child of purpose since before ‘Mother Goose’..

English: A mother goose shading her young from...

English: A mother goose shading her young from the rain (goslings don’t yet have water proof feathers). Français : Une oie protège ses petits contre la pluie. Les oisons sont couvert d’un duvet qui, à l’inverse de plumes de leur mère, n’est pas imerméable à l’eau. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Opaque ways for days a haze thinking to protect.. never to be hurt again.. freedom with respect..

Raised with a foundation.. some in friction.. all in love.. young dreams of glory.. wartime stories.. ‘Golden Gloves’..

Met a girl.. so young.. ‘we can make it’ was their cry.. time a youngster needs.. ‘nothing changes in a lie’..

Dreamed a dream in love.. followed each changing rule.. each second richer.. for the dreamer.. genius and the fool..

Spread from head.. voiced by guitar.. sang love from the start.. social grace got no face.. when that face got no heart..

One note Mr. Music God.. one perfect for free.. true example.. played a sample of song inside me..

One to express how I feel.. perfect just to share.. one to moan me alone.. when first love was not there..

Note to share a memory of love born so young.. add in time.. words that rhyme.. in each song played and sung..

Thought.. ‘as another timer rhymer wrote of letter length.. had no time to shorten.. had not the time or strength’.. simple is true.. embellished is fun.. love is a language.. for everyone..

Peace Tony

©AC.19.9.13.arr././

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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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