🌀§pin∿2∿Win🌀Haiku🌀

8 November 202215 July 2023 ~ Bizarre Bard ~ Leave a comment

Reset 🌀 Wind's wrong course Which led North, now West 🌀 Wild Force §pin§ 🌀 Typhoon's horse https://open.spotify.com/track/71u8rTh0KAV6dP4DxV2c5e?si=6OpM9W_IRnawLBXuXcF_Cg&utm_source=copy-link https://open.spotify.com/track/3Bv6QIEovoUY41Bm7MrLoM?si=JQrS8CycSkWRJioM_yM2rw&utm_source=copy-link https://open.spotify.com/track/5aFGo8wHEntVxFI8IF7Wuj?si=uszdmSdbTn68w9MQboy-Mg&utm_source=copy-link https://open.spotify.com/track/51pshtuYkgUQnt5huMPbKL?si=a5IzwWHbT3Whv-hKaz8FZw&utm_source=copy-link https://open.spotify.com/track/32o6IY3GASNAO2CpD66SMW?si=QA6jcv-1TNmkArM_V_gLpg&utm_source=copy-link https://open.spotify.com/track/6OlQzXUUAIjWSwmRrfBeNn?si=VibkdefbTle7sCEXfWYeUw

Hungry Hungry Hypocrisy (Orange Hippopotamus)

17 September 20228 November 2022 ~ Bizarre Bard ~ Leave a comment

An orange hippopotamus with A stomach that's bottomless So known 2 go to & fro just Like the Wind through afros Or waves on East's coast or Smoke above West's mountain On fire, both literally & N Their Desire 2~B admired by Sires atop the Spiral~Tower So to satisfy the cattle by §pinning hipocrisy N~2 … Continue reading Hungry Hungry Hypocrisy (Orange Hippopotamus)

Cowboys Live Free

12 September 202223 December 2022 ~ Bizarre Bard ~ Leave a comment

Keep watching & you will see Just exactly Whö Am supposed 2~B teaching me by bleaching The Alien Kree hiding inside Of me to look exactly Whö we Need 2~B impersonating, & so Growing like a Fig Tree with A pink bow turning baby blue When feeling low and finding Inside A11 them minds of … Continue reading Cowboys Live Free

338: Green Dharma

1 June 20221 June 2022 ~ Bizarre Bard ~ Leave a comment

i love meeting my bothers & sisters in the wild west of wandering words; Green Dharma a true philospher & a philosopher of Truth "Cowboys Of All Kinds" some would say - as do i & i believe Green would agree https://thegreendharma.wordpress.com/

232 – Punching Smoke

13 May 202211 September 2022 ~ Bizarre Bard ~ Leave a comment

You're throwing hands with ghosts Words die that moment they arrive Like tides of an East Ocean coast Waving goodbye 2 Time still alive And punching smoke, a Rocky boast While West Mountain fires survive

135 – Cowboys Of All Kinds

24 April 202227 May 2022 ~ Bizarre Bard ~ Leave a comment

Whether a wild west wanderer Or a ronin from the far east - Shooting stars like a space ranger Or grinding gears in ghettos to eat - Cowboys of all kinds Are free in their minds https://open.spotify.com/track/2TNRxy4TYuaMsk8JrMqCYf?si=VD7MgyQJSVKjNtGrGrFh7A&utm_source=copy-link https://open.spotify.com/track/3mDSeIZiiLqzuTwJXYWZvn?si=Ab_XwsR0RASoke4pUDxNuw&utm_source=copy-link https://open.spotify.com/track/7oedDRnwXSz3gF2Y6cfs6o?si=EPXqERifToGSK69vWZlQwQ&utm_source=copy-link https://open.spotify.com/track/2Wi5ubKr8zSk8L3CLemyS4?si=rvg2kiP_SbuDf82PqfGV3Q&utm_source=copy-link