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chadwick
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a bucket of rain collects this
she cries like that
around standing still her bucketofpoems
like a rainforest overflowing in a million rainbows
somewhere in there just as many waterfalls
her bucketofpoems raised over those distanst hills
both her arms outreached grabbing this perfect sky like a jewel
sometimes you can hear her bucketofpoems at night sleeping
ocean waves pulling out seashells found alongside where she lies her dreams
all of it is greenblue full of more even still than this
onward going charting now
each ship guards her bucketofpoems
floating for a home somewhere she's never been
still with her eyes fast asleep she sees more than nothing
emptiness would be of no good
vacant spaces will not collect her words
her little bucketofpoems
like a golden pillow placed under a apple tree
or the blooms that attrack the honeybees
she is as this life
she cries like that
around standing still her bucketofpoems
like a rainforest overflowing in a million rainbows
somewhere in there just as many waterfalls
her bucketofpoems raised over those distanst hills
both her arms outreached grabbing this perfect sky like a jewel
sometimes you can hear her bucketofpoems at night sleeping
ocean waves pulling out seashells found alongside where she lies her dreams
all of it is greenblue full of more even still than this
onward going charting now
each ship guards her bucketofpoems
floating for a home somewhere she's never been
still with her eyes fast asleep she sees more than nothing
emptiness would be of no good
vacant spaces will not collect her words
her little bucketofpoems
like a golden pillow placed under a apple tree
or the blooms that attrack the honeybees
she is as this life
for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
where each stone there plays flutes
three or four each as i sleep here
taking in the cool air
the sounds through each individual branch
something like my personal musical experience
but with countless numbers in attendence
they themselves her musicians
the cliffs
the stones
the wild horses
each cloud set above & below her hair
every gentle breeze or powerful gust that lifted wheat, pheasant, doves, ravens & cactus right off the praire floor as her celebration started & ended
leaving me gone but present to her bucketofpoems
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
her breath pours over me
playing softly treasured tunes
little stereo (in the corner) going along those flames
bouncing far all those ships out to sea
all tied stories to be told
but her skin closer than some deep water floating lost fools
it all is right
it's all in hands
even a few wines has a piece of what we'll do
she's on the ceiling
the ground
each wall & doorway slides down
every scar is new on me
reliving young again
slivered-points across this flesh
burnt on us candles finally sleep
sunshine first through trees we planted
where we run down to the stream
hung kissings up against daisies & other flowing golds
all of this is played under (our) fingertips with volume
even those rocking ships are our far away sheets
as close as touch wrapped on up
her story dreams inside this
wrapped around my pillow
something like how green protects earth
how water saves & gives what takes away
music out to dance shadows
with & without fever
dizzy good those super-clouds only are as close as her bucketofpoems
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
breath-taking, even
Godfather.