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for being you

chadwickchadwick Posts: 21,157
edited September 2011 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
for being you

you are for being
you are wheat dancing
this is how your hair moves

when we ride
we sailbeam
i just sit back
sun closing its eyes
and you
you rotate constellations off the mast,
flags, and broadcasting tower

and me
i can not
but your simple beauty
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
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  • acrossssSsssshitttacrossssSsssshittt Posts: 1,014
    your writing is like the feeling inside when we feel somethin so much and so can't seem to say fully, what we're feeling.. and so the sentences don't finish.. that's very real for me.. and this poem especially brings that out for me.. nice
  • DangDangDangDang Posts: 1,551
    acrossOceans wrote:
    your writing is like the feeling inside when we feel somethin so much and so can't seem to say fully, what we're feeling.. and so the sentences don't finish.. that's very real for me.. and this poem especially brings that out for me.. nice

    wow! I don't know what's better....Chadwick's poem or how very accurately you captured & put into words ...yeah....that essence....that you just can't ...put your finger on.....& the feeling is such a feeling that words sometimes.....they .....

    what you said.
  • acrossssSsssshitttacrossssSsssshittt Posts: 1,014
    I think Chadwick's poem is better... but thanks: )
  • chadwickchadwick Posts: 21,157
    blood
    blood drips from us
    blood drips from us
    we can die
    we can live and bleed
    we can die
    we can live and bleed

    we can we
    we can we
    we can we

    love

    peace,
    chad
    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
  • mikalinamikalina Posts: 7,206
    chadwick wrote:
    for being you

    you are for being
    you are wheat dancing
    this is how your hair moves

    when we ride
    we sailbeam
    i just sit back
    sun closing its eyes
    and you
    you rotate constellations off the mast,
    flags, and broadcasting tower

    and me
    i can not
    but your simple beauty


    What a lovely poem, thank you for sharing....
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  • Godfather.Godfather. Posts: 12,504
    Chad you are a master of your craft bro.

    Godfather.
  • chadwickchadwick Posts: 21,157
    Godfather. wrote:
    Chad you are a master of your craft bro.

    Godfather.
    thank you, Godfather.

    as are you.
    and what a wonderful feeling

    however, (and there is usually always a however.)

    i think it is the other way around.
    the craft took me over and mastered me.

    as did yours.
    you have been mastered.

    we haven't mastered anything.
    we have become the masters' slaves.
    the craft owns.

    make sense, yes/no?
    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
  • Godfather.Godfather. Posts: 12,504
    chadwick wrote:
    Godfather. wrote:
    Chad you are a master of your craft bro.

    Godfather.
    thank you, Godfather.

    as are you.
    and what a wonderful feeling

    however, (and there is usually always a however.)

    i think it is the other way around.
    the craft took me over and mastered me.

    as did yours.
    you have been mastered.

    we haven't mastered anything.
    we have become the masters' slaves.
    the craft owns.

    make sense, yes/no?

    I believe so and that coming from you just made my day brother thank you very much !

    Godfather.
  • rollingsrollings Posts: 7,124
    when you
    cannot cry
    when you

    no can
    no cry
    when you

    no more can cry
    you bleed
    but don't die

    you bleed
    and you live
    but you bleed

    and
    something
    somewhere

    something
    dies
  • chadwickchadwick Posts: 21,157
    rollings,
    that's a lovely little piece there
    i hear music
    a small guitar from hawaii
    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
  • chadwickchadwick Posts: 21,157
    chadwick wrote:
    for being you

    you are for being
    you are wheat dancing
    this is how your hair moves

    when we ride
    we sailbeam
    i just sit back
    sun closing its eyes
    and you
    you rotate constellations off the mast,
    flags, and broadcasting tower

    and me
    i can not
    but your simple beauty
    for being you

    you are for being
    you are wheat dancing
    this is how your hair moves

    when we ride
    we sailbeam
    i just sit back
    sun closing its eyes
    and you
    you rotate constellations off the mast,
    flags, and broadcasting tower

    and me
    i can not
    but your simple beauty
    holds vastness in our hands

    your perfectness
    pure as waterfalls in a fantacy
    surrounded by honeysuckle and pine
    and in some ways
    darkness
    my eyes
    for when closed
    at cemetery

    no final kiss there
    i have my life's entirety
    for being you

    for being you
    i will remember lips
    yours would weave mine inward
    vanish the years together
    all of them went
    your smile so many
    with me
    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
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