Page 112 - TheGoldBug1969-70

pages 8 and 9 I saw a flower field today A laughing tune of light and color Patriotism That sang gently and blew into If you want to be remembered The fields inside my mind. Taking a deep breath of rustling leaves within the wind I swayed inside in the same way And my inner fields began to smile. daisy adagio tunes softly play in my mind relaxed, t lie down and listen As one there were two of time the-re once were two who strolled the sunlit ding e in naked feet noiseless palm in palm to dance autumn breeze. hay tickle tickle the toes as T. Barnes Curled around the fingers slide in smooth glissade slender and muscular, Maybe the wind will blow me away completely follow the tendons of my arm, or maybe One day, the sea will rise, cover me with cover my heart, my breast curl around the Life Source, and I will stick, cometogether. .. in a marriage of being: -Whole again fusion of sinew, S. Fargo pounding, beating, throbbing like the frenzied fertility dance of an african witch doctor. People on a fog with melted colors jb Impeaching absent minds with in harmony substratified to are marching, but no People on a fog with Haze and lightening to the bands which have trampled out the bodies in the mud by marching; kingdom coming, May 4, 1970 Of Yes, it seems, we shall nomore, Only the No we've known before Comes in visions before our eyes In this, Confusion's state of madness. No just right nor wrong Stamps its mark upon what is, But only a shadow of what isn't Blanks our minds ....... May Life hold more For without 'hi" hOI", ,f,,,,!>vl,kt,.h In a corner sits this box, And stooping closer I can see Reflected in its idle mind Of glass, an image. Me. D. Wiley