(Those trees, and the broccoli views.....
And the sprinkles were gentle and all for you.)
Said she......
with loud and vicious glee :
"You're what you are because of me."
So little did she realise
these words to be extremely wise.
Said he........
while nodding his gray head :
"You occupied my king size bed.
but up till now, and from the start
you never languished in my heart."
And thus....
one's intellect and soul
assigns to life a proper role.
Convention is a vat of rules
found at the altar of all fools.
Folks fall then pick themselves right up,
not seeing that they've spilled their cup,
They join the masses in their quest
to be accepted, loved and blessed.
And now...
and then, they may hear hymns,
and catch a brief but heavy glimpse,
of all philosophies just one
has meaning in the all-or-none,
the sciences are toys for play,
to help us fill another day,
but admonition is a scourge
which calls for Ipecac's great purge,
so let us check the bottom line.....
There are....
two items, one is wine,
the other overrides all laws,
it is the one without a clause,
free standing, proud but rarely seen
last spotted on Mount Tamborine,
blessed those who live to have been swept
into its arms as angels wept.
Love is...
what visited this mind,
while unobtrusive, it was kind,
and cruel by its queer design,
it brought both raindrops and sunshine.
It stayed as it is scripted to
and waited for the final clue,
which bears repeating just in case
it wants a pick up of the pace
or little edits to complete
and slay the Devil of Defeat.
A YES shines from the beach high rise,
there is a twinkle in those eyes.