Thomas Lowe Taylor -- THE PURPLE BOOK

Thomas Lowe Taylor

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Would seem within the same face calling back and forth.
The air recedes into light, and hears yr names are falling in


Would be, the mean & mark, you are
The same in/tense
A life aligned and passing through,
Afield and meaning, here.
What calls the distance furrow, chime
The rooms are cleared-out, fashion
Forward spills
Her dream awakened meeting

The day, at shot, yr name was
Seen apart & fashioned in some
Hands within as flesh, and seen
Seems the day.
The day.
Then come and visit, stay the same
In senses folded out, you are.
As has.

At darker signs
Calls alone this passing life
Would spin without a friend, and
Say my song's my own, I see,
And left this way to hear a
Mountain ringing out beyond the
Day, at time, I'm touched & tossed


A day at sign, you are at pass
The moon and fervor sings yr fingers
Spread apart and moving back and forth.
The light would spill across yr back
Again, and word the more as has, the
Life of any person has this room alive
And waving arms across the fold.
Sail along yr eyes are new to mine
As life is houses left unsigned truth
Remembers how she said my name,
Or mark this line, again, the door.

Stopping here, the rest.
In something light,
Oars across the sign,
The fall or risen term.
Another newer line is set.
Yr faces hard
Or smoother nearer said than out,
Of any room of mine
Slips away, the day we said
"Love" inhabits

These and all the other heroes
Bend alarmed
Hearing names again

Kept alive by pressure's constant rain,
Not consumed in empty enthusiasm.

Slip yr fingers down around yr flower,
Sing these songs sunlight says, "again,"
I'd drink from the fountain

I'd have a line & eye across yr
Moon rising slow against the tides.

A moon a straight line
Forward
Calls apart yr signs
Are wove again
These mountains leave across
New pastures strewn
In blue airs
Receding.

The forest calls aloud the names.

The potential becomes real and the
spiritual becomes spatial through a specifically
qualifying definition.

Yr eyes the same
As both or either one in one.
Wd call, alone,
The dreams are fashioned out recall
The mark or mood
Within, as-has, and in between
The light within is
Love.
Followed out, at clasp, yr time....

The flame & center, a King's
Caution naming forward scenes
True star sung above, you are, & dreamed
Alive the ides
What spills forward spring
Uprised
Wd say, these lines are drawn alive,
And seen, sung, so:
Yr heart permits
Another newer roof the day is light
At love's names drawn the sky
Is filling forward feathers all

This pass
At roof, yr names are
Said,
Again
These loops are sent, for food
The rest remains the same.







At joint, this union, meeting air.
Would love become the rest:
At line, at heart,
Yr lights are new
The room is met
The rest is spoke
Again.


Around the line, another life
And clamor
Singing seen together
Once again the dream again.

As subtle gains remind the air
You are and set along
These waves of light are new again.

I'd have a woman in my life,
And not alone but twin & partner
Holds the song alive against my heart.

The day's recluse & tenor.
An older song, perhaps the first, and turns
Away, or hurts, there, enough, again.
Would spin.

Her airplane calling down, "love".
Or held alone no choice
A subtle pain, and even, less, uneven, &
Painted, rolled down, white on blue, said
Time, or made it all the same.
The letter went.

Yr eyes were set against the air,
They held across light & went away,
Where says, I am alone, this heart.
What moved, & where this song remains....

But loop along her eyes remember now
Dark rooms, or traveling out, the tides.
What calls the heart a warrior means, alive &
Tense, but work these houses ring & fire
Are spoke within yr arrows meeting tense.

More to seem seen, I am.
But death or heat, a form
And driving out, a roof arrests.
Light becalmed at sense,
A life or spoken charm, for warmer
Hands across my lines & faces.

Warm, to call a season in.


The last light shot, is
Loose or turning.
Spoke, a name would seal the wind
As simpler signs release, recluse, the rest
In other words.

Harder tales are spoke, for
Ordinary solitudes, a winter.
At life, yr edges smoothed-out
Run-along yr eyes

As has, a spot & trim, but left, aside.
Would seem, then.

Would seem, a clearer sign
Is left between the days, as-has.
Among yr eyes, a room.

Left and season, rises life as
Something new,
The oars are falling light.
Love's calm density,
Clear the shore and spoken songs,
As make a unit, pale &
Surface
Drawn along a line.

At sun, duration grown, her
Dream persists.
Going out, at hands; to sharp signs
Move again within or spoke at sleep,
Arised. The mood.

Perfect lines are said as well, and in
Or slope a landscape
Love's rooms lighted, waits

A moment drawn out.

Driven down, away, at
Sailing lines to day the rest,
At terms yr eyes
Wd clear my head,
And large enough would be a name.

And long lines wrapped around the air.
Hard inside, & touched,
Yr legs

And have yr names again.

At character, a game
Is sought in acts
Though the field is empty.

You are, at feed or cheer
A whole is set among
Yr airs receding
Forward scans the day, along
These forces folding
Nourished, waited, in.

The line, at rest,
These dreams are said, alone,
A force or fathom
Drawn alert,
The sign in laid
Or saying this
Yr faces eased on or off,
The same reminds, again

Wd smooth, yr
Lines are met:
As pass, a loop along her breasts,
At newer touch, yr own face, a
Room above the ground,
And set, the way of passion, in
Between the lapse or sail, her
Rooms are pleasures dreamed
A real life, said perhaps
The same....

Wd smooth yr lines
Are long beneath, a face
Arrived in eyes upper seen
A line between yr sighs is spoke
Or sung, and said again,
A force or pasture drawn
At outer rooms : the same and
Held in/tense relief, a
Quick shot between, &
Then another longer
Drawn the dark is warm enough.

Would clear across yr
Lines are made the same,
As goes the day in terms recall a
Face or time, and hard
Along the edge
Another room is made
From something clear the same to hold
The mark across and says,
Yr sailing lines again, the
Floor or shining eyes, at love, resume.

The same, and smooth,
At line, would square away,
For some because
The day at love's rains spent

Would clear, these skies renew in white
Light streaming down yr dreams the same
Against the moon no tides ring scents her
From the dream in silent rooms alone and
Straining peace becalms my heart the rest
Is spoke in quiet sailings, room, position, far.

Which has again

Would say, this tide-way broke,
I smoothed yr airs, as has this room
And simple
Along the stairway
Taking thus or so; the same
Lines begun at souls the merit spoke,
Wd quibble here, to seem
Seen
Or other, moved, you are
The heart's arcs automatic sign
Of favor made release
Or shoal her bodies long away intense

Neutral sections turn away, she
Asks, but hears my silence returning
Again, tight masks intervene,
And hold the sky afloat in motive
Claims of inattention spin between
Another mark:
Along the room, yr chains
Are weaving through the light, love's
Names
The same renews the air in
Calls the voice the call, at
Outer warps
Resist or say, embrace, the wind

At feeling, says the edges have
A way at signing on, or hear
The fashions falling love away you are,
Would mean her eyes are said
Again and moving up & down.

The same is made intense in harbors
Drawn the air reminds the coast &
Falling through the wings or lights, you are
This name and driving shore to calm
Return, a day away & calling down
These only times to make a move
At love
The sky is fallen open, heart, eye

Across yr signs,
A light is spoke, the
Same
Air
Sails yr faces drawn
Like morning sleeping down across the dream

In sense the manner called forward claims
The air
Yr names
Against the rest yr eyes
To moons the call alert as rest & tremor
Seems to say
Love's days they call across the room is all.

Wd sail these signs apart no dreams
Inhabit seasons left alone in
Set these waves are made all
Around this town no ladies beckon;
Shoal my fevers into spring no fathoms
Strain this closet made of wood yr
Famous eyes are hazy now than made
Apart no touch but has my own
Marks said across the room
You wouldn't understand me
Anyway
Well shuck that out, go yr own
Way, leave the sky alone, yr arms.....

Release, leaf, the room and
Patience serves the way, affirmed
Yr names are latent arrows drawn
The moon's persistence

In same, would spear the waves,
Or say, return,
Or, welcome at yrself, a
Movie's light below yr arms.

I'd call you down, and say again, the
Day's doorway opened in, a heard is said.

At storm, yr waves recede,
Or pool these stems aside in
Rows the same light bending out.
Space beside yr eyes, love comes
Through the side and released
To other rooms, the call divides
In sense or outer; straw in tense
Or other. Move the rest
You'd be these lines again
I'd call across the pool

Into, between, the dream
And pressure, says, you are.
At regular shots, yr faces lean
Against the day and passion
Leaves the day an open shot for
Someone comes, perhaps, at
Foreign rooms the doorway
Painted white against the sky, yr
Movies' letters sent among
The marks of others moved
Along yr signs alone he parts the ways

At line, her heart and
Shore resume at light
Would make the dream the same,
You are and shining.
Say these days are made
For sailing seems the mood
And charm against the mark
In sense would call
Along to make another pass around
The room and hold you
Here is what we are

At the heart's return, a friend
And floor leaned across
The time, the times.
And hold to newer signs, the day &
Term, would mark a lot of
Newer lines the same and
Go for newer light : at heart,
The same
And say, the day & season have returned.

You hear this moon & sign, a
Wave alert beyond the color, white.
And say, her eyes are water
Clear & sailing through the air
To light the mark resolved
By love enlarged, and hold, the
Speech we've made is not
Alone, but growing said intent
The day, arrive & sign, again

As
The rest, at hold
Would clear the air in sense the moon
And pressure drawn the signs are cool

The rest as light at love's
Calls the song reviewed among some distances

Room and calm to sail between
These islands moved again argued
Less by feelings held against the
Waves are long beneath the light
And season moon & song

At shot, the light, the
Cloud heights, and
Say, a mood is calm, reverse,
Another claim and fashion, love's grace
Believed or calm resists the light, intense.
Or light along yr eyes
The waves are broken short along my eyes
Are seen the way and charm the same

What peals us down our own longing after
Where we drive these waves more fully

Into morning scarce perhaps a light is sailed.

Wd clear below, the heart's
Waves and sing against the
Air in memory cast along and sailing
Moved restore and say, again: you are.
Or call against the moon some
Treasure in the house would be a
Leaf resumed in tense or outer says
Remember through the air these
Days are long again in love yr
Eyes are moods to shelter in
The day or other, house, the moon.

The dropped fold. Yr eyes
Wd meet the air inside or
Sailing through these hearts are
Wooden ships are put upon the air.

A print between yr days is hard
Enough, the morning's sprint & claim
As light the porches flowing to, &
To again the mountains moving through.

At point, the room is pealing down.

Lines across yr light
Is new becomes a wave at
Something bright and furrow.

Sails renew this mood of life, the
Rooms are new to seem within the same.

Calls the air
Or play off newer lines the
Draw and claim, at moon,
Or pleasure
Life at term, love's bright sails renew.

At limit, the measure
Drawn to firmer scenes, or waits at this
And seems the same air telling down to
Rooms alone in songs the heart's burn.
At sign, would walk
Along and be a term for light myself,
The time is what we are, and stay away
To rest or be another day along the way.
At love, no signs to meet
The limit: hard along the way, no
Faces smiling back and says my name
Is not yr song against this empty page.

Spoke, would shore a
Line is met for term resume
Alone shapes around inner
Moons remind the

Air is light below yr arms, at love.

They'd call along and seem to rest
In longer days she's danced the
Overt layers driving through the
Signs as laid across yr poles

Wd smooth these trails along yr waves
The same air says, "retrieve," or sail the
Body's favors through the time we'd share
Something new or moods the same terms,
Oak or matter, the heart's waves pealed to
Love, perhaps, a smiling face is bent beyond
Yr hands are in my flesh and gathered
Strong along the time you are intense or other;
These are the signs I've left around my heart.

Yr eyes, and seen aloft
Wd sail the bird is settled home
And sign among lying form, the
High side out is calling on the
Waves of light these houses don't
Pretend but fold, escape, remind
The balance in yr heart is fold
And pressure, eases out the day

The rest, and seeming here is light
The same as rest would clear the terms
Again against yr harbors woven cast & seine.

Loft yr fathoms sailing sad below the moon
Or pooled the raft is certain in between
These moons are left alert wd clear the room.

I met yr marks as something new perhaps
The mountains mated clear across the
Easier days reply the clever doors across.

But simpler terms review the light:
Yr days are looped around at sign &
Temper on the waves no light but something new.

The emanation from beneath yr face.
Open terms remind; at outer forces
Poled, wd claim the same attention's room.

At fortune's portion love's renewal
Forward seems to say, release, to
Moods the same as has, you made
These lines
A doorway
Seems leaning out
The room afloat, perhaps.

You'd clear the mood and sail
Aligned the rest as light, is
Or meets the man inside yr heart
For floating forward, hears
Yr moons remind to go between
Her legs, a spot and pole, yr
Sighs or moans are time's release,

Print, reveal, elapse.
A mountain,
Form & shore, the cool;
Informs the heart, as someone new

Might spell yr name correct.
In smoother days,
The sun's persistence makes the days the same.
You'd still remind me how it is, or sail
Some wooden airs below the surface made
To join together into seasons flash yr waves
More pure the surf has made some sounding
Motives drawn the line : across some deserts
Stay outside but hold at newer rooms a
Closet white inside and paling stars reflect
What passion leaves aside for players' names
Are driven down to mirrors thrust or cooler.
Or are you down this far inside
My heart is working down the loops are
Left resolved again and now a shift
Is said, to be or outer.
Nouns reveal
The same distance: flat days shore more
Preoccupations listed out, and seen, and
Acting now the same is listed out, you
Are, and stops to rest.

At wing and streamer, the feathered
Bird turns out, and holds his lines correctly
Drawn at firmer signs throughout
This sojourn out, and wrought
Canoe in fathoms thrust
Her famous dreams are new-drawn murmurs in
Some sentenced forum, sign-recall of light

The bird turns solemn, and calls love's joy forward
Into being met where thirsty lives collect

And rustled out, begins anew to be the same
Ceremonies, death-to-life yr eyes remind
This season's wives are life alive
In meeting forward gifts direct

The heart's burn and center; sun elapse & ring
Where out yr mouth is flown, a light meaning
Soaring forward marks these lines again, direct.

Beauty, the eyes remind, a favor of love's beginnings
In the heart, to be the same sign drawn against
Yr lips at morning's music waking down again.

The pale moon slides by, a day late



And crashing-out the same way settled in the
Ring and toss of light, this motive claimed by
Life in tense regained the sound is moving in.

Lightweight fabric matters less and less, the
Moon is lightning down along yr thighs, a line
Forward seeming seen, the bird is harbored tight.

Among yr lines, these eyes renew a term
And sign within the rest as comes across
The town on two wheels turning dust to light.

Any name is called against the wind, & shores
No pools collapsed these thriving lawns arrive
At home no witness calls the room for love.

Or hold, and say another moon begins to call
These days are moved to warmer space, the
Body's foot is healing, soul within the flame.

The moon and favor drawn aside for who she is would make another class resume at tide yr heart & song the same time called at light for fortunate airs, the room is passing out: another line is drawn around the room yr marks at newer roofs the day is left afar the same to fill it in as caution catching up the rope is laid aside for clamor room & sign her breasts at natural elements recalled the floating palace said to brother sails across the same term left away released the stairway folded back her back and spread apart for wooden caulks her fervor short within the gasp of life for resting clear resume of any distance moons the fortress standing tall aside the ship toward southern shores the surf is breaking out of roses eased along the rest at ladders sprung aside my empty bed is room enough for calling in yr spirits shale of life in some specific realm the clear turns made behind yr posts position in the clearer days the same is shorter spans of any season in among yr pleasure muse & thorn the day is looped around these senses drawn.

The difference, lasts, again


Yr names have held some situations less than clear, but what I am remains the same, it seems, where solitary lights the ladies stay away, which suits the holidays more than the master.
Any day now, a magical perfume might be my soul released. The dreams are kept aside, & gradually go away, ah, romance.
More certain but less sure, I think it will leave me to one side, love's race is made inferior and what grows up beside me, these mountain moon maids: angry, bitter, hostile, faces warm & hungry, nowhere any pleasure with my name on it.
And the boys will grow together well enough, be my beauty, harnessed into life without a woman calls this culture a strange throwback, a primitive dream world, the angles cut sharp by what remains the same, intense, above, the room is filled with light.

Light, these poles are turned at side.
Begun from signs yr names this smile
Would claim from airs returned at out
In across the lines turning light, at pole

Resume, the forward distance calm or pure
She walks around the room is bare,
Or comes over me, or rides the gear.

For the eyes, yr play reminds the rest
In time's caution left away would wait

Or fortunate arms as wrapped yr flesh.

Still the sails are made away the flow for
Moons and others, cargo steamed like who
You are again the mountains fall aside
The veneration, scope & song to lips
Light a crested climb and thrust his
Sign aside her; lit, in tense release
At strokes the flight upward, outward, spread.

More to seem than what is there
At last the railings seem the same:
Artistic and direct would be a
Phrase at light, some pleasures drawn
Apart yr waving arms recall the
Room is light against the sails

But close they spell the air's perfume in
Resonance to someone else,
The flowing arms
Are toward yr light
Attends the ceremonies inside heat
I'd ride around and move again

The song and presence, moved along yr
Warmer sands have more than
These are left apart, and driving-in
Wall and sign the loops are fold
And stain the mood is interest led
Around the day's airs are set to
Leaning arms are folded out the same
To these or others, moon of light
Yr roses pealed across the same is met.

I saw yr eyes, brown hair forms a
Ring and toss
Would turn around, even,
Dream you riding on top of me, simple.
No sighs for two months
The doorways streaming forward
Said, yr hair yr shirt shorts
Met the same self sailing out
Enthusiasm from the heart's learning
Made my day and danced all
Night my feathers falling
Down was too much
So here I am
This morning, the same face floating
In my imagination, good feeling saying
"More!"
Which is real easy to let
Happen enjoys itself,

Calls across the day you are

At shorter moods, alight and streaming, Calls the name to hold within, as has, you made these waves across the room, and stay, is left apart or warning, down intense the raft and sentence made of this or that is proof the room is made again and signed at open junctures cast or rather, distant scenes are planned again yr favors cast along the shore no faults are made the same, as life begins the same air beckons into mountain scenes the rest is floating down the distant signs without a motive, love's airs resumed alone wd meet the lady sudden stops resist her silent speaks yr famous smiles are opened out a short part spoke the roof is called to simpler sails within these sailing rooms and pausing in between the doorways kneeling in the flow her body gives me something from the fountain made alert beyond the dome and mine, says : you'd be along beyond the mood resumed in closer hands the day is set would clean the forward passions meeting.

This face & future streamed across
At light wd pleasure drawn forward
Into life yr houses flamed between her
Eyes a spot and charm the fever
In the air becoming new or passing
Left to right the rest is
Going here the same at shorter lifts
And holding down the line his heart

Or call the room is love yr names the rest as pass & claim the folding rooms wd clear across as light the rest no other drawn for light the simpler song intense and layer: sharper shots are new or not and music drifts at juncture cast for lessons named within a fresh face formed in loft the wings are spread apart wd cup yr flesh my eyes renew and call against yr signs, the same & moving.

I called yr names this morning, lady, woman,
All the rest at once
My life is all the same,
And rests
This distance called, a space.

But time's visits twice at in between
Would clear my signs against yr moon

And
Pleasure called a raft alone
Is how it is, today.
But grace enters in,
Yr being, face, or single songs unite
Perhaps
The same

A loop aloft along a sign and
Presence
Makes the waves of light yr name
Again.

The fall & clash, yr eyes the same, is
Spoke the heart's rush spent between the
rooms are post & wave, yr hops at center
rounded firm to touch no lines around
the rest is clean, clean.
Would speak
Around the room no gleam or pressure
In between yr time is also new to
Seem the day's waves sending music

Sky blue mood yr airs reviewed are
Cautious sent the heart's touch is new

Again a wave of feeling good, and woman.

Or make a sigh along yr bastions made
Unfolded made yr legs apart, I see
You sing around my heart
And name you
This or this

Send a yellow flower drawn against yr lips

Yr portrait, word & song unite
This flower practiced in the light
Is facing forward made the same
Air review & throng at stir at sense
The dream and long thrust shot home, between
And forward moon & full yr throat-song

Makes the dried flower sing against the tides
At maze remembered line the day formed-in

Wd sail the park and moon, long light renews
These waving arms are made again you are

To doorways fluttered out in seasons moved around
And says remembered music calls yr fingers
Draw light rooms love's news another bump

And foreign flags within the stairway flutter.

Stay this far
And rain yr gardens touched
Around the moon is passing slowly
Down these rooms are
Light again the flowers streaming.

Flame against the roof,
Yr mouth is center, at
These poles they flung apart yr eyes in
Senses calls yr names alert you are.

And in the fragment flowing clears
These rooms complete,
A flag is moved around the house & term,
Yr flavor strong among
The oars we've gathered
Through the lines complete, a house is
Made the same waves
Signed throughout these rings have kept
The light the same in tense white rows:
Yr eyes wd call the moon
A newer sign and clasp apart yr airwaves blowing in to hold,
Would meet the senses drawn throughout
The whole, a light, a light.

Some signs reverse the simpler modes
Review throughout description made along
Her favors loom & throng alert, beyond.

Wd smooth at easier laps, resound
These forces, faces, flown

The same in tense
Re calls

Yr lines & weavings, sea-sharp, or fallen:
The day becomes another shore resumed
And falls the light, between
The fall & calm

The charm: orange news across the table
Says,
You are the music sailing down
Would light the doorways
Sliding through

Moves the heart's word into morning
Moving flat, the day

At shore, released the light lines favors
Passed at shine yr faces minded-out

Again the river plumes words worlds rewind
The act is present-seen yr marks are new:

Impressions criss-crossed / world act
Day, yr eyes my own seeing

The heart's warriors sail around & wait
Angling work, the fisher said, sad, the real,

But changes after here, and meets the prince
At the intersection of two distinctions
Hold.

The fish revealed the moon's time is ripe,
Or call retreat another tactic keeps him back,

This other darkness life's own other side revealed,
But hold the light renewed, another double light

Is spoke at love, at charges further on, the new
World is not so dumb; its eloquent edges speak.

Ripe, right, risen.

Mark, begin, these waves profound, the light
Yr mood the same is left apart, at eye

I'd speak across yr face & call my life
At leap along these marks are told, again.

At loop these songs recall
Another song the same
Eyes are lines
Where the roof is calm
Against the tides
Are drawn like signs
These girls are also mothers
Women left along behind

But life alone is called the same
At light the throngs
Are pouring

Said together what you are
Would say, that love is something vast
That leans across the lines
We've drawn, at clay
At shore,
The waves are lines across yr face.

Long lines reveal the noise, the heart's flutter
Said systolic words remind yr favors

Moved along the line between her eyes,
A spot.
She seems to sing the same.

Sweatsmell fills the vision's purity
With resolve.
You'd
Move these single simpler lines resolved across
The waves more pure.
Or, what you'd say.
Single words are calling out, I love you
Now the moon is room enough at last &
Singing forth these lessons made enough
Are rooms as back & forth the day's
Light:
As degree, no limit fills the air
Yr perfume singing in my hair

The moon and others dream again the time is spoke as said apart yr lines and favors cast about alone the mountain follows down the rest is firm at night you'd wake among these others drawn apart and fired in within this song and measure flat scenes revived again the fountain grows at white light love's days the score reminds against the seas no movie into white rooms medium and pool the mouths at large and calling forward looms the sky or sea, a road the fathoms spun in sharper force would call a city new or clear, a surface sealed to rooms removed in tense regained you'd forge these lines her breasts are light to children face and season make no marks or other outer scenes released the pasture golden moons review or rest the day in green and yellow springs or dust would calm the forms toward anything set between yr eyes, a hand position strong to sailing sets the eye reversed and then, the season peeling down across the light again, the rest.

The same, as light.
Wd speak at flame, this
Center into morning swum
At pole & star, the
Balance termed another, newer, flash & rumble.
The lines have set
Between the rest
Or forward chimes at move yr flight or love.
Shore and sign
Along the waves are folded
Soon to mark another visit solemn spun
Or joy the looms are met
Among these fashions spoke
And into seasons fit the
Narrower moons would spin along and
Call them forward:
Sharp the sigh you've left
And single shining oars are left unread
A smaller city shrinking in within its droves
The camels flowing make the room alert
Are shoaled on sand or nephews.
Eased-on, acrossed; the favor folded down
Would clear the floor & fathom
Drawn at more than this, the rest, again

At sharp
Yr flair for scenes of light and
Motive shore of calm in
You'd peal away in sign
Released to cloud or forum
Her call the room is white
You are : in set : the poem
Love's draw the looser angles
Spread-out feather down
And pouring shares the heart
In temper fore facing in,
Or calling down along the waves
No gleam inside but hearing
Light yr soul or fashion's choice is
Aire and salmon glowing at
Yr sailing through or season
Called to say the roses
Drawn and cluttered spoke at
Seeing dreams are so
And so, and says the heart's
Being light among yr favors.

Wd sharp, afar & yield, the wave at
Borne & sedge yr favor wick & spool.
Well, feel it out, or in, and wave at
Light you'd fold her down, align

The song or grain
The rest in sense or
Feeling through yr airs
Leaning through the
Words as waves
At time these folding oars
Like sight the drum or fashion
Cool resume elope this
Utter sign yr harps
At cove the room and white
Would mean these ears
At fore the play and shine
Around the day's eases
Asked or worked-out below
Wd spear the light, love's

Scored along the signs, the positions for
Content shore yr smiling eyes again

These waves of light between my eyes,
Or in between yr lines my hands
Apart yr waves beneath the light.

Or calls below yr arms
Another mark is sailing
Down the air's resonance
To further days at ease some
Charm are lines again.

Rest these outer lines are held
And set the rest, no tempers called
The doorway opens, hands are touched
Below the spots are charged around
And lay along the moon,
Some cast and
Shore the rest.

And set the day around again
The music blown apart and sighted,
Example, claim & set
Love's days return
The perfect calm remains the same.

Wd clear across yr lines renew at
Simpler functions left between the light

At pass yr claims are newer lots the same
White rooms beyond the rest

In clearer symptoms
Her eyes are something new
What clears the forces let begun, elope &
Senses
Return the mood & king
The sharper lights are love's airs descending
Or
Down against her faces, smoothe to touch
Yr open flower wet again
And drink the fountain light
Wd sail some easier distance moved
Again the rooms are
Used, occupied, left related,
Spun

Wd call the same airs revive yr
Claims apart the same review at pole to
Find between the lays another spot
Perfume in center sings at sharper healing
Made below within the same music into
Something settled down at loop these changes
Shore, the river laid between
Yr hands some short
And still the rest
At longer thrusts or
Light at eye in
Sailing shores the lines are cool
But eased the mountain's movie
Spread back, opened out, touched
And said at song the
Longer shoal prevail or forward
Simpler spots are not inert:
A rush a flash : and come

Between the days, as waves below yr arms
A line or set is called the same
To houses made belong to who is there,
And sail along yr times & seasons
Lady drawn to focus sharper scenes are
View & charm across the valley floor
In forms renew the day and light, at love
Cast forward seeming seen in-tense or
Other colors green & singing faces forward
Space the air in movement for the rest,
Rests at climb or outer fools are waving-in:
The mood and sentence calls your name in
Regular visits back & forth, a day at roses
Spread apart, or a calm conscience floating
Beats the rhythms in and out the angle of
Love's beginning says, yr heart & feeling
Makes these waves at air be tossed around
The airways broken through to hear or sing
Would say, a letter down would cure professions
For their eating-rooms, at air decide to
Move her sentence, tongue, and dry across the
Lips, got off, and on, and on, yr eyes.

Beneath, as light, yr favors spoke against
The side yr eyes wd pool across the day.

Some shore, this sharper sign
And motive clears the moon afar

At move, yr hand or
Sentence made to line apart, wd ease
In, wd speak the motive
Strong at center, calls the air the same
In-tense, or other sails are moved away to
Hands or simpler features further sent along
The form of light, love's grace renews, to
Houses set below the bed, yr floor of signs.

"Maybe the lovers could unite..." their cells in parallel,
Says, you are, the same and movie called the favor

Set, the day the same moon out for sails the island stream
And song the same arc back & in yr names are folded

Down along yr sighs and seasons met again wd
Make this song pertain, at last, along the tides & waves.

The air's tempo, mood and song
Another temper shores toward
Light
Against the morning turned again
At pool, the air again
Would spear yr heart
Or mark along the waves yr airs renew

Called again yr houses waving down
I am these lines recall yr mood
Wd clear along and wait
For something here and make
These rooms another call for life another
Moon arrived in senses cast at forward
Claims
They spread the road around the light
Or passed them here or there
This time or special out, wd sphere them
In beyond yr hands are good and
Center, sails her down the
Bed and boat
Yr looms are wove
These arms across the room.
At sign, a day for marks at moon & shore.

Clear across the lines, yr airs resume, at told
And center marks a line yr faces shining

Out as spoke, yr touch and
Firmer lines are seen, yr stars
And smoother songs below, behine,
Wd make yr days seem longer:

The sharper songs say, now, unite;
Body turned in half-light
And in behind
Yr shining sighs
Are music through my hair
As light, yr centers folded back around me
Sailing soon enough across these signs
Are sun-songs
Moving down along the room.
Aloft, the centers spin together

Says the old way out
Is flower-sharp and sudden smoothing out
At easier love and sent again,
This form of light between yr sighs, a spot.

Sail and leaf, yr skies remind, at love
The score or portion
Fuller seems
At sense the moon remind
Some fuller scenes the same
Fine at sigh yr flavor sung
Wd shine or fathom-in a noun
The sentinals are heart and eye
You are the moving;
Or shore yr arm
At words, the flying sound
Begin
This room and season comes the way
At some arriving there, and here yr
Eyes are smoother pools,
In temple:
Loam, the charge,
Easy scans the light, in love the same
Direction
Sends us forward, new,
Aloft.


This calls, and hears, at pools arrived for
Light wd swim the season down, & hold.
Or clear the floor for action, or send them
Roomed-out, the fathoms drawn like someone
Newer now than not, wd seem a lesson then
Or pasture formed of light, you are a newer spoke
At sentences new or house, the words are
Sullen drooped, or missed today at challenge
Smoothe the mark is dropped.
A song is
Mood acrross
The room is met along these waves
At blue or not, the floor
The moon and leaving down
Alone is not the way
Or say, complain or leave
The same is not enough

Simpler notes are drawn at looser
Shores yr fortune into seas
In sense or mark yr trips
Unnecessary and stop
The drama further-on or stay
Away awhile in love's
Grace perfection say resume

Fresh clash of motions draws forward gains
Remit as sharper lights resolve the rest:
You are, and then arrived, between the days
No shuffle scene and throng alive the
Body's marks are driven down to hold alike
The measure of love's beginnings now, heart.

At line, the cooler
Moves the room
She holds across the man, he sails
Between her sighs, a spot wd calll
These are salad songs rewinds
The flesh of light yr faces
Cool or more and eyes yr shore

As newer marks would sail resolved against
The darker waves, as simpler gains again
Would change the same endures to life and
Salient arms are waving here and there
Yr song proclaims descent the true distance
Coming back a man this earth no
Dream connected here and there with glue

Along, a long line out, returns

Sharper signs renew, as outer forms yr eyes
At light wd fashion claims the same air driving
Out at soul and heart, the thighs follow, and
Follow short the same light called within, you are.

As has, within
So let as air
Between the rest is
Sail & season set:
Throughout
The song within at line yr feathered faces
Forward scans yr light is at pool & sign.

The day and sentence says, remind, at
Shore reverse yr light wd call the air a
Line between yr eyes, a spot and claim
For less or more will sail the day from
Left to right: another room is calm or other,
Moved along between the days and nights, you are.

Or move, the daylight out is sense & set
Within as has, so let, you are the time & moon
As laid across the signs are mark and claim, a

Song at sail yr seas alert are calling, now.

The air as rooms, yr eyes remind, again
The sharper lights are settled through the light
Wd clear them down at loops remind
What shores this flying time beside or
Rest, they score them out, wd call aligned
The motive driving in or holding through the
Marks are held like love's songs sending
What the air decides, as has, the rest in tense:

Yr airs between what pools across
Where smooth the form and aisle loops
And sailing seasons settled-out
The doorway sent like something else
They shore yr flying colors down again
The movie settles forward driving down
To sing; wd oar these waves apart.

The day: yr words wd name the clearer
Passions newer sung at hoist the marks are
Sharply driving airs at thorough loops remind
What marks the air apart and center, shocks recall
A vivid scene, yr moons review the rest, as pass
Resume the showers falling through, the light.

At pass, alarum sail recall at doubt, a
Lesson simpler claims yr eyes, restore to

House and garden lessons folded out or
Back her lines resume at charge or hassle

Seems alight respond, I'll catch yr airs and
Hold them down against the tides are glows

Like passion flowing out, the door reminds at
Loop resolve, the open angles streaming out.

The mark remains, yr signs alive return the way
Or hand, and line these favors outer sails recall

Her mood the same is set to term restore at foal
The charges mood review or search the language;

Mysterious quest for perfect forms is something here
Or there: the day's lights are newer here than

Spoke at line here rumors call for love to
Turn the room around and hold them in.

At sign, review the faces seeming seen from
Left to right, as thought becomes the motive
Scans the rest, as rooms are sd, you are
The mark and fashion, dreaming drawn away.
A slower pulse wd gain the day's treasure.
But slow, the air resumes to sailing
Down again the roof is peeled from distance
Dreams her waves are layers driving forward
Where the eases catch the rest, at rest, and
Center singly on the way, no other says, you are
To turn return the oars are caught like this:
Smoothe the witness seems to rest, alike
The avenues return, and then what calls it
Through the light, yr noises' person says the
Dream
And split apart. Or holding to. Or

Woman into season calls the summer through
What calls at business marks the lines are
Drawn the waves have settled here the light
Is called intense, yr mark is sailing down a
Meeting in an empty house which means

Wd stay the same across yr lines are pools, alike or
Light wd smooth the air across the room and
Calm position says, remember how she lights yr
Hands are also fingers drawn across the day, at
Longer lines renewed, the movie mounting dry
Or slow: as seems, at line the tempos recede.

Sharp, yr airs are singing
Slow at ease review
Or vibrate closer says
Another room persists
For color newer made
Than time, or someone
Permanent across the day.

In sail, the lessons simply said, a slight
Revision in the nature of yr life, the quiet
Angles singly soar, unite and form, what clears
The tempers said returning out for simpler sails
The oceans, spoon and rhythm, sealed at
Juncture moved our bodies flying.

At ring, wd smooth his letters down
are still the same, in tense or outer.
Forces lean across says new rooms permit
What comes to be the light you are,
In smoother lights, wd poor or shuffle,
Out the door the same review is set to
Hear the rumors drawing fire or leading
On the way no other calls to life some
Flame of air renewed the closets full
Of other days: I'd paint a way a
New or motive saying, here, or sharper
Focus says "remit" and turn them
Forward through the light no heavier
scans than this, or this, or pushing
Into her body with my own is partly
Sailing and still another season dreams
The other lives are also hot and
Holding true to firmer strong positions,
On yr back, my eyes across brown
Fur, I'd lean among yr houses.

At praise
Yr leaf recall the light
The prince, the pheasant &
The first arrow
At morning, at shot, her seeds
Wd mouthe my song-shot.
Light yr names recall this distance
Outer other sung her light remains
Smooth around my balls,
And moving at life, another house
And garden longing-after
This or that:
Morning says yr names
Eagle
Moves throughout these signs are
Made of something stronger
Than : the same air trembling
Here between yr lips
Another line remains

Tempers call receding airs yr matter
Spins the light lying here you are
The life between as has, to hold along
These waves are mated down throughout
The air you are, top hold her here or
Not, would make the lines reveal a
Name for telling how we are the same
Is met intense or other term for
Knowing what the rooms are laid
Apart is smooth or major angles
Called repeating hours are fish before
The light at love's juncture made
Another mind or friend, yr body
In the dark, a flesh or mask
Of late intentions, this beginning
In difficulty, music, a lesser hat
Yr head is wearing down the acts
Are simpler sung, the air between yr lets

Wd have, at light, or lines around yr hair
Are folded back against the light you are
In smoother arms yr waves against the star
In sense recalls the loops are driving down
Where pass these rooms at life some senses
Dream along the day, you are, as shot
Forewarned against the light beyond yr
Favorite airs becalmed or rising through the
Mist is larger now than spoke, at loop
To formal rooms between her eyes, a spot
Wd claim distinction means the names are
Drawn-out, large along the moon and
Trembling forward seals the airs resume
For less than someone special says
The day is loop & charge restore or
Hassle down yr arms and legs are
Folded back against me pushing in to
Stay, you are, at longer moons between
The song is left along my eyes have
Said the rest is still the same again.

And smooth this life around yr edges in
The moon some lines recall the slow drift
Between morning's movements down the day
As has the longer signs around the open
Signs recall the room from something swift,
Perhaps, along the slower airs receding, here.

Spoke, among the tributaries of the kingdom,
Heart's doors leaning here the song
Recalls yr signs alert as has, the
Roof is calm among yr lines are strung
Together here, as light beyond yr favors
Driving down the slower forces sailing
Here or there, the rest, and then
Along, as spoke the rest rescues doubt.

Loop to sign resist no more the calm
Persistence dreams yr doubts away
In life these songs are folded back
Wd clear across the floor, and
Into this, a silence says, across
And simpler love wd make these signs.

Or calms ahead yr faces shining forward
Eases in the light beyond yr hands is
Sail and charm at loop resume the
Hours as catches:
Or says rely yr arms
At work wd move these men around
Any day before you leave
In something
Solid calls around the mazes leaving
Out what stays away. Arriving lines
Presume to hold apart yr open lines
Are waving here and there, he rushes
In, or slowly seems to say, you are,
In tense or other; spoke about the
Reasons set or other, says you are the
Name around these airs proceeding forward
Into smoother days elapsed within
To someone new or old, and friends
Are ladies end to end, I wouldn't be
Surprised, either.

The moon's full lines at rush wd pass
Among yr lines recalls the air at heart
These waves are moving out along the light

At start wd further stream apart the
Forms are drawn aloft the shores repeating
Stay the dream and further sails are caught

Her shores resume the distance traveled seems
To call the light no sharper signs the waves
To meet them at the edge and scaling-in

Thrust the faces driving on to move these
Ropes at orange the distance more or not
To claim the passions coming forward stays

At mark the larger scenes are made of
This and say you are to seem around the
Day in sense or other, says the day arrive

The beating drum, blood-shot, heart-tossed, in.

At light he follows out, the way
You are, in season set to term, along
And singing
Calls renew the light between the
Days aloft he sails again the mountains
Smoothing-down
At heat yr fashions form
To love he shores these rooms review what calls
These fires falling
Rests again she follows down I
Feel the day's roses seeming what you are
The light dreaming this and that
The moon is
Pulled apart in sunshine-red a mark is part
Or song the flying airs recede at color
Smooth along the fountains falling down another
Moon released,
The motive sprung apart and
Calling down, or fountains filling here, the
Light, and here, you are....

At rest decides the name
Yr heavier rooms are something
Clear or never seen unspoke
The waves are broken out, at grace

The pools are sheltered-out
Beyond the same air turning in
As hears the fortune buried underneath
The open doorway streaming-in.

For seldom attributes the wooden
Door or safety scatters through
Some restless days the same
Or passion falling out yr smooth
And less unmarked calls retreat:

Fashion smooth leans the loops resist but
Lay the dreamer down beside the floor you'd
Be another daisy gleaming down throughout the
Light is caught apart you tripped against me
Simply drawn aside the fashion falling to

The left no other speaks at shoal yr
Mansions calling left or right the mountain
Smooths the fortress light against the motive
Calls at ease yr famous lightning stance wd
Meet the children easier cast apart his
Looms recall the flavor seems the same in
Eyes no moon is nearly past the fuller
Sign some shapes un-called for sails he
Waits or eases down in senses cast the
Light waves gleam across the floor wd be
Yr feathered faces forward seem the same
For someone new un-named or facing-out
To leave the rest some distance to the left
For these open airs recall yr lessons left
Again repeats the upper signs in rotation
The sacred wheel is also light, her days
Were left against the railing singing out
For leaves or dreams or someone else
Wd be a friend and move across my heart.

Missoula
Begun 3.6.77
Tom Eagle
1622 lines