anthology 1989-2013 unedited Posted on November 13, 2014 by aRLeon the Sovereign , aka Robert L Wallerstein III a disease called ism a healing I know a prince to be a sail in the wind (revised1 12 13 a sail in the wind a sonnet am i alone and let their be rain and so with hands and the wind spoke apathetic arleon’s anthem aRLeon’s psalm arleons’ state of the union address, revised – Copy aRleons state of the union address aRLeons’s Psalm as for me I am truly backyard as i see it (revised) as i see it Buried alive can you hear the drums can you see beneathe children i come closer to the heart Cold Fusion come on children distrust is backwards.doc. eternity’s myth original Eyes as beautiful as the twilight feeling the cold Flag uncovered forever in exile free as a bird From the outside fucking earth glow from afar greyness hardening hearts hello hugry wild insanity hello my friends and everyone else hello my friends.doc. humble thee oh nature humbling sensation humbly I am alone and you all are together i am but a shepherd i am going on i am in space I am knocked down again i am the oppressed i hear the echoes of spirit I live in a place i see only sunshine i see you in the reflection pools i seen so much i seen the children’s eyes i seen today a time before i sit and let flow i sit in the light i will stand before you if i choose it i would sow it if you’re lost Imagine On That in my life in the beginning insanity strikes is it a wonder I am being tracked to the ground it is the end of time its a bitter taste it’s a poetry feeding jasmine love Journeying into the deep dark depths of the light kept in balance lack of Lack Of_1 Life is a wave life is what you want it to be life’s very breathe being trampled liking me Listen to the wind living the lie so well love is the way love of ages Loves gift michelle’s psalm morning grows my discontent soul.doc. my earthen mother my friend and savior the earth my friends so enchanted my future my heart feels well placed here in my chest my space come to ground with much sound My thoughts on colonialism my voice speaks.doc. nomadically moving now i see now i see; with deutsch now in the dawn oak tree ode to a friennd oh love On my beautiful mind One oven too many peace i feel people come people die profit or prophecy the promised land Remember Riding through the dark and lonely streets Right On Through round and to the sun sea of thought org she of three c’s she walks into view showering all in cosmic dust signing of to the unknown simpleness sitting with my intelligence SOCIAL ORDER GRINDING BONES socrates too someone’s calling speak a teardrop spring 1999 sticks and stones and bones to tell stimuli left and right stolen goods storm take it in let it out the earth lives on the soil The end is just a new beginning the end so near the greatest weakness the industrious man says the kamut song the last age the mountains are calling The Outspoken the poem that melts in your mouth the prophets wander the silk moss holds the ground the stump sits where it was the wild wind calls the word that shall be time stops to speak the truth togetherness fleeting away true love two souls unnatural order von draußen Was Machst Du we know not what we do what i feel inside what should i write when i come out and see when i hurt so (poem4elaine) when i see the truth laying at my feet when realness becomes apparent when she is at my hand when the natural order of things is supported When truth becomes lies when you see me where is all the beauty who cares where why can’t i be me Wild are the ones with expressions of resistance you’ve already reached your destination