#rolloroberson

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Lurching between the desperate doldrums of late Summer and the invigorating hopes of Autumn

In an empty space

Waiting patiently past my prime

For the next dance with

The shadows flowering on the walls

Trying to hide the utter detest of

Pig headed pride standing

Foundationless in the centerline

Of the centerpiece of proclivity

I trace my fingers around the globes

Of her southern exposure

And look side eye into her oncoming gaze

Hoping for a sign of life

In this heuristic harbringer

Of love’s turn on the dance floor

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2025©️RolloRoberson (words and pics)

“I thought - you'd be my streetcar named desire

My way - my taste of wine

I thought - you'd be that flame within the fire

One dream that just won't die

All night - looking for new love

Impossible true love - nothing at all

Looking for new gods - looking for new blood

Looking for you…” -Bryan Ferry and Brian Eno

Becauses

Did you run from the stage of your life

Hoping to breakthrough the theatre walls

Surrounding the divine drama

And the chaos on the edges of eternity,

Could you freeze frame the ecstasy at the apex of the eclipse of your sweetest emotions,

And drown in the joy of being alive…

A child of Eden

I recaptured the gleam of the spotlight,

Somewhere in the second set,

Behind the backdrop of becauses

Dripping like naked sorrow from the lips of the unquenchable longing

Rotating in the hopelessness

Of quandary,

And the quality of questions

posed

By all the spilt milk accumulating

On the surface of your nature

I see the odd packages left on the carport of our misunderstandings,

And ponder if the placard outside the playhouse

Of your penultimate performance

Has been worth the staccato soundings

At the depths to which you have ascended

The redemption of the routine

And the dream

That you will see me as a human being again

For that split second between your everlasting breaths

And see the singular of all the plurals on the long way back from the beginning

2025©️RolloRoberson

Words and pics

“I tripped and fell

And did I fall

What I want to feel

I want to feel it now

Now with love come strange currencies

And here is my appeal

I need a chance, a second chance, a third chance, a fourth chance

A word, a signal, a nod, a little breath

Just to fool myself, to catch myself

To make it real, real

These words, "You will be mine"

These words, "You will be mine"

All the time, oh

These words, "You will be mine"

These words, they haunt me, hunt me down

Catch in my throat, make me pray

Say love's confined, oh

….” (Peter Lawrence Buck / Michael E. Mills / William Thomas Berry / John Michael Stipe)

Delphi

I love the way the colors in the chorus of your pallet harmonize so effortlessly,

The soul becomes dyed with the color of your thoughts …

The heart races to grasp the image of your aura emanating from the shadows …

It’s the seemingly insignificant moments with you that became magnificently apparent,

In Delphi you resided and responded to the mysterious and the momentous,

Carve out a row in your fields

Lay down the brush upon your scepter

Grant passage to your inner world,

Unseal the depths within you,

And permit me to know the quiet place where you truly reside

2025©️RolloRoberson

“Johnny, take a dive with your sister in the rain

Let her talk about the things you can't explain

To touch is to heal, to hurt is to steal

If you want to kiss the sky, better learn how to kneel

On your knees, boy

She's the wave, she turns the tide

She sees the man inside the child

It's all right, it's all right, it's all right

She moves in mysterious ways, yeah…”

(Paul David Hewson / Adam Clayton / Larry Mullen / Dave Evans)