she did get away from the bullets running into a field away further away into mist to hide from bullets she made it they came out not knowing I cycled on laughing out really LOUD
bold amber ways slow discovery what lays underneath
hangover maroon from yesterday fairy trail whatever it has been it is no more
hangover maroon
shouts out what you want to say
blues over grey listening to crisper leafs seeing linger foliole
blues over grey shall we stay or should we go do you know
Just a perfect day
discovering new tracks
cross country
never alone
yet
perfectly still
to reload the battery
and
yes bighorn came across
with all the family
it was once again one of them totally perfect days
riding into morning mist to find GOSSAMER without reason going for red bark seeing red mist covering every small open field small clearing in woods
leaving an amazing trail of subtle fine lines passing this vision would be squander time will be time taking time makes time line from a song comes by having the time of my life
yet this time comes every year again and again last year i wrote this one
knowingingly next year we see it again and again first time was 2003 on my old field now my eyes are open for Gossamer time after time
autum ligth makes colours come out like nothing else filtering through sligth green leafs hitting faded leafs on the edge nobody else around to shout as human engines have not started perfect time as silence makes you hear the wind wistle in your ears while going down hills no music can rival it not even close
pure sadisfaction inside a landscape words flow yet no pencil old time made words pass out like orange monster Gossamer in Looney Tunes delicate lines of transient time
sEEd even niets silence in your ears concept in your mind seed trapped green purpose ZOMAAR under that one, on top this one surrounded by your spot your vision alone
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trailed underworld
like a spider inner web observation hovering Dentante wind blows single shout tetering under clouds still tentacle all is FINE within silence mind
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found it
it has been a while but have reach my space in a certain way I am living away from major cities close to several national parks Meeting myself again
i only need to cycle 10 minutes and i am in a forest and when going the other direction it is even faster, say 7 minutes and trees surround me and my bike and best of all nooooo cars Yep surrounded by forests and as you can see on ‘found it’ heather and even some small hills.
Perhaps you missed me, maybe not, but, i missed myself and so glad to have found her again.