Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

I' ll beguile the while to have a trial at free style

so to say the day would sway me the to begin

with in the outer boundary of the foundry of the mind

To be so inclined to find what is behind the dreams

 rivulets of words turned to streams
beneath the willing schemes 
to entertain
a slightly insane game of refrain

then to add the rain of intent 
to see just what is meant
by this task is what I ask

just for fun my son this poem now shall be done
for interest

so now to insist on the departure
to realms of wrens fancy flights of joy at life

the owls call is all the night needs to know the moon has the helm

then when would the lovers know that the time left alone for kisses
then the embrace of grace on the hour to shower them with the blessings
of love 
gathered then from above
,entered from the doors of time

would you then have me sing this song
as long as the music plays

Write on give me excess of it.

Then would begin the sailors wind
long deep off shore gale of tales told
The old lady with the pistol
shot the cat between the eyes twice in the same day
once just for the fun of it
no that would never do to tell you more than enough
it gets rough
if you linger on
as its a storm brewing in the old poets mind
now is a new day
then, I was in a mood to play
now folks been picking fights
so Ill turn in
and turn out the lights
good night
it will be alright my friend
it will be alright