Title: *Dimensionality and Zone*wide flat dusty road drying paint on native skin trucks carve the valley a night owl in a tree callsshe is shimmering down hark, the call of birds forest deer culled by the road -----------------------------Poetry by Rev.Bola{copyright: 12.Dec.2014 -ARR}----------------------------------------
Friday, 12 December 2014
Title: *Dimensionality and Zone
Title: *Dimensionality and Zone*wide flat dusty road drying paint on native skin trucks carve the valley a night owl in a tree callsshe is shimmering down hark, the call of birds forest deer culled by the road -----------------------------Poetry by Rev.Bola{copyright: 12.Dec.2014 -ARR}----------------------------------------
Saturday, 27 September 2014
Title: *THE DAY BEGINS...
Title: *Laughter* Light Orb
Title:-
*The Day Begins With An Old Galley
That harmonious, sleepy, punky valley,
Shall I compare thee to a cheeky tree?
The day begins with an old galley,
Of blonde, flatulent glee.
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Laughter Poetry by Rev.Bola
[28.Sep.2014]
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Friday, 25 July 2014
Title: *The Morning's Oysters* - Freestyle
Title:*ABLE* Orb - from collection painted by Rev.Bola
Title:*The Morning's Oysters*
A wanderer quivers
in the laughter
of fermented agony.
Alas!
A red rose shines
Alas!
A red rose shines
like the water
of frozen outhouses.
The ocean dwells
The ocean dwells
on the ecstasy of
Heaven's dew drops.
My love dances
My love dances
to black oysters.
A wet cave lingers
A wet cave lingers
in the morning's sorrow.
The sun calls forth
The sun calls forth
refridgerated delight.
Hark!
Hark!
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Free Style Poetry
by Rev.Bola - 17.Jul.2014
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Title:*FUN RHYMES - Summer 2014*
Title:*ABSOLVED* Light Orb 2 - from set painted by Rev.Bola
1.
Too Many Toes
the ceremony of
innocence is drowned.
it comes and goes,
it comes and goes
we see the path
that we have planned
save the ones
with too many toes
2.
Courtney Love
I've had a
Courtney Love kind of day
transported to the dreams
of the unaffected,
And how do you
make them go away?
birds evaporate into
a sky greenly tainted
3.
Like a bell
Alas, they are necessary
And she sings like a bell.
and the wind cried, "Mary."
I think that is swell.
4.
Peas and mash
his green eyes glared
from the back of the bin
for those who do,
are soon to croak
Safe it is, when
you keep it within
Mashed potatoes,
where's the gravy tin?
5.
The Wind's Dew Drops
My love dwells
on black outhouses.
Might not the sun quiver
in purple dew drops?
The morning holds meetings
on Eternity's agony.
Shall not a wanderer
ponder the moon's rapture?
Heaven bathes
in the sorrow
of refridgerated laughter.
A wet cave's bananas!
The ocean shines
like reflective water.
Forget it!
6.
Koshi knows
Always flat, but far,
Koshi knows
all light prisons.
Angry, she grumbles.
7.
Regrets
Crawl, glow.
With old brooks
Bubble, despair.
Bubble, despair.
With dry pines
Shine, sing:
Shine, sing:
regretting
8.
Patience
Misty fields of grass
feel death caress them daily,
time patiently waits.
Quiet fills the land
sharing a youthful wisdom,
sunset has arrived.
9.
Alone
i am alone at
night and
throughout the day
that she came up to
you
you always
my heart broke
in two when he
walked by one day
the bubble
eventually popped
and there is no tomorrow
and there is war
in the cause of
fights
between lands!
don't let them go,
into despair little
beads of glass
all around. strips
of colour
form a band,
then silence......
the wind
blowing in the
world
goodbye ladybug!
i'll miss you so!
we were in
i wanted to say,
my heart will heal one day.
as the little
glass stars glint in the
trees it
won't be for too long,
i fear.
this tree i climb is
harder, the torture we
cross on
this dread i can't help
but to me, i must
prepare for strife.
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Poems by Rev.Bola
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9.
i am alone at
night and
throughout the day
you
in two when he
walked by one day
eventually popped
fights
between lands!
don't let them go,
beads of glass
all around. strips
of colour
form a band,
then silence......
blowing in the
world
i'll miss you so!
i wanted to say,
glass stars glint in the
trees it
won't be for too long,
this tree i climb is
harder, the torture we
cross on
this dread i can't help
but to me, i must
prepare for strife.
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