just try to stop me
or knead me into pop cookie dough
I'm asymmetrical with a side of grits
never much liked the holes of pigeons
does that make me special ?
well, ....yes and no
yes because no one has my fingerprints
no because I'm just a colored push pin
on a map of infinite wonder,
happy to do my little part
connecting with my peeps
cockle doodle do baby !
hear all that chirpin' ?
and carrying on, it's right there
in the birdbath
just outside your front door
so I sit here and record
my every inkling, like a junkie
hooked on vocabulary and strange ideas,
tiny holes in my head like needles in an arm
writing jones and poetry from the collective consciousness
writing jones and poetry from the collective consciousness
If you do not change your direction
you may end up where you are heading
you may end up where you are heading
Re: writing jones and poetry from the collective consciousne
ain't it the truth ain't it the truth ! - Identified with these words strong - it's a curse, ya know -so I sit here and record
my every inkling, like a junkie
hooked on vocabulary and strange ideas,
Doll, you may have found a place of rest but I'm still on the trail.
Re: writing jones and poetry from the collective consciousne
........because we can....anytime......free to holler or speak softly...I aspire to be that wiser wireman someday....I already got a good start on the loud and proud ....keep em coming Steve u b an original
me I feel like I'm becoming some kinda Kung fu t.v. Priest.....
Re: writing jones and poetry from the collective consciousne
thanx fellas...great to hear from you...write on brothers and sisters !
If you do not change your direction
you may end up where you are heading
you may end up where you are heading
Re: writing jones and poetry from the collective consciousne
I became a poet because I heard poetry in my head, Mr. Jones
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