THE Love is A Thing for Every ONE     augustus 2009
 
I am just One More Poet,
ifUwanna know it ……… Under the Naked Sun.
 
 
Meditating in the Greens of Home, all shades of Green.
Lie down upon the Meadow,
sink in between the assortment of varied Grasses in the Green
the Mower in my Meadow has left and lifted the all-customary scene …..
la découverture de mon pré    ……….
Jj. little strong flower,
Aides-moi et Soit mon Aidée
À découvrir mon prairie, lawnfield playing grass and
Précieuze Pré ………..
 
From Where the Sun Stands
Here and Now :
“Sit Still & Pray
keep Silence high
a ship may pass you by,
just Going
For the Sea …….
Sitting between loaden grasses, cargo of corns and seedlings 
Promises of Ships just Passing By (at night)
Hidden Promises sailing by as silence
Under the Naked
Sun.  
 
THE Love is A
Thing for Every
ONE                                                      Step 2 :
 
Meditating on all Seats of Grass
So much of the juicy parts has been collected,
the 3rd Cut this Summer
has been laid ou down
 
Kicked up, Shut up by some Showers
of Bloody Thirst-driven Rains –
O be it …… blessed by the Naked Sun.
No Clowds, no Curtains right behind our backs
no Silken Tissues to embrace
silence with her
silent sway provides the Air for just fore-saying :
                Under the Naked Sun …… THE Love is A Thing for every ONE.
 
Passie Opzij :
 
A: If she treats you as a Lady
Like an Indian in his Great Reserve
Red Skin sun-burnt bare Totem for you to
Dance Your Clothes Off ………. (3x)  Under the Naked Sun.
 
B: You are treated as the last Red Indian
only One Feather White, Red Skin sure and certain
but they just don’t fancy ……. Your Red  Skin Indian Scalp !
 
C:  Being treated like an Indian
sun-burnt White into a red skin as well    …. Problem is ….. :
they do not even fancy …… my Red Skin Indian Scalp !
Oh No, they even
don’t just fancy ……….
Your Indian Scalp !