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october 12th 2007

chadwickchadwick Posts: 21,157
edited August 2011 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
Drink me apple-tree and peanuts with pine-apple
Stand on a merry-go-round
Hold tools like a chainsaw is a cell-phone
Bring me a bucket of horse vomit please
This is for flowers, your flowers kill me
A grand mound eats my noise
Divide this atlas, take the water out
A camera will watch us become the gasoline they want
Why am I here throwing bowling balls at hummingbirds
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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  • 8181 Posts: 58,276
    :lol:
    81 is now off the air

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  • tremorstremors Posts: 8,051
    Superb!
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  • Chip McFlenniganChip McFlennigan Posts: 1,162
    edited May 2012
    .......
    Post edited by Chip McFlennigan on
    I knew it all along, see?
  • chadwickchadwick Posts: 21,157
    took my glass to the earth
    asked for fire and seed
    water was void
    stood there empty
    dying

    the rattle snake skin wrapped around his cowboy hat
    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
  • Chip McFlenniganChip McFlennigan Posts: 1,162
    edited May 2012
    ............
    Post edited by Chip McFlennigan on
    I knew it all along, see?
  • justamjustam Posts: 21,410
    :) Here's another one-->

    when I read this, I thought it was a fine idea
    when once read lists are obsolete, it's time to move on
    when a good idea appears, it's time to take notice
    when a meal is filling, it's okay to lean back
    when a trip is thrilling, it's okay to go back
    when a dip is spilling, it's okay to get a towel
    when using a trowel, it's often to fix something
    when trying to keep moving, sometimes a tire pops
    when tires start to wobble, maybe it's time to check the clock?
    when tired, the eyes start to droop
    when droopy eyes look around, they see upside down
    when in a new town, things don't look familiar anymore
    when floored, we've fallen down somehow
    when trying to write quickly, no one thinks too much
    when people think too much, they are often sitting still
    when still sitting, people aren't moving
    when people aren't moving, maybe they're stuck
    when we're stuck in mud, it's not pretty
    when we're pretty, boys pay attention
    when people need attention, they try to be pretty
    when there's too much attention paid, someone owes the other change
    when I read this, I thought it was a fine idea
    maybe yes, maybe no?
    when I figure it out, I'll let you know
    &&&&&&&&&&&&&&
  • tremorstremors Posts: 8,051
    This thread is making my brain go funny

    More please
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  • mikalinamikalina Posts: 7,206
    This makes me very sad.... :(

    when I have tears in my eyes.... I cry....
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  • Chip McFlenniganChip McFlennigan Posts: 1,162
    edited May 2012
    .......
    Post edited by Chip McFlennigan on
    I knew it all along, see?
  • STAYSEASTAYSEA Posts: 3,814
    edited September 2011
    sleeping in?
    Post edited by STAYSEA on
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  • chadwickchadwick Posts: 21,157
    STAYSEA wrote:
    This day is so painful every year. This is not how it should have been. I might not ever know why this day wields force. I know that you feel it too now. Gather your friends and loved ones. The anniversery is near. It goes downhill after October, and without fail. I keep documenting this date every year. :cry:
    what anniversary do you speak of?
    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
  • rollingsrollings Posts: 7,124
    August 18 is one hell of a sucky date indeed
  • rollingsrollings Posts: 7,124
    it never was this far away
    so much
    where I once stood
    among everything familiar
    I don't know
    where have the people gone
    that I know
    stranger than everything
    I eat it
    I wear it
    I wasted
    dust among the hallows
    the wind blows over what was
    but its not here
    and its not just this
    you can hear it everywhere
  • chadwickchadwick Posts: 21,157
    Dang Dang wrote:
    it never was this far away
    so much
    where I once stood
    among everything familiar
    I don't know
    where have the people gone
    that I know
    stranger than everything
    I eat it
    I wear it
    I wasted
    dust among the hallows
    the wind blows over what was
    but its not here
    and its not just this
    you can hear it everywhere



    and the ghosts bring waking
    they bring knowing
    arriving with answers
    vanishing with our questions

    our old friends
    new ways and no more are some
    sometimes far is exactly
    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
  • rollingsrollings Posts: 7,124
    chadwick wrote:
    Dang Dang wrote:
    it never was this far away
    so much
    where I once stood
    among everything familiar
    I don't know
    where have the people gone
    that I know
    stranger than everything
    I eat it
    I wear it
    I wasted
    dust among the hallows
    the wind blows over what was
    but its not here
    and its not just this
    you can hear it everywhere



    and the ghosts bring waking
    they bring knowing
    arriving with answers
    vanishing with our questions

    our old friends
    new ways and no more are some
    sometimes far is exactly

    when waiting
    now I see this
    still the questions
    still arriving
    had it closing
    but it won't be
    across knowing
    indecision
    left it waiting
    left it waiting
    left it waiting
    do dee do
  • chadwickchadwick Posts: 21,157
    edited August 2011
    pissed off like ten
    aint worth a kiss my ass
    the man holds the puppets
    these strings

    all these empty faces
    alot of places
    sea to shining sea
    fuck you!
    Post edited by chadwick on
    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
  • tremorstremors Posts: 8,051
    Eerie nights find me every time
    the footstep and the flicker
    the flicker right down my back
    the inexplicable
    sometimes it makes me shiver
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  • justamjustam Posts: 21,410
    And it's all just crazy confusing
    Isn't it?!
    this feeling of not knowing what happened

    Craaaazzy Confusing.
    but it's time to stop thinking!
    turn around, turn away, move along, just be gone,
    Go ooon to tomorrow!
    who can worry about Yesterday when Today is on the doorstep?
    who can worry about Yesterday when Today might be great?
    Good God, who can worry about anything when yesterday was so beautiful?!
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  • chadwickchadwick Posts: 21,157
    justam wrote:
    And it's all just crazy confusing
    Isn't it?!
    this feeling of not knowing what happened

    Craaaazzy Confusing.
    but it's time to stop thinking!
    turn around, turn away, move along, just be gone,
    Go ooon to tomorrow!
    who can worry about Yesterday when Today is on the doorstep?
    who can worry about Yesterday when Today might be great?
    Good God, who can worry about anything when yesterday was so beautiful?!
    nicely done, justam.
    i likey.
    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
  • rollingsrollings Posts: 7,124
    &&&&&&&&&

    have you ever
    walked tha
    tbalance
    ing
    ac
    t
    ?
    . . .
    how much
    you do
    love them

    Vs.

    howmuch
    youletshow
  • Chip McFlenniganChip McFlennigan Posts: 1,162
    edited May 2012
    .......
    Post edited by Chip McFlennigan on
    I knew it all along, see?
  • justamjustam Posts: 21,410
    chadwick wrote:
    nicely done, justam.
    i likey.

    Thanks. :)
    &&&&&&&&&&&&&&
  • rollingsrollings Posts: 7,124
    johnny america wrote:
    the great black hole above your house
    that'd been there for years
    donated itself to my page

    all my ink was busy
    turning my heard black
    with blues mixed intermittently
    and reds rarely

    the owl in the dogwood tree
    on the other side of your street
    still sees my drive by late at night
    with your hair and eyes stuck in my head

    and though we look nothing alike
    i still see you every time
    i ponder what color the mirror truly is

    sept. 6, 2006

    I read this before and now I'm playing "find the edit"

    hmmmm
  • tremorstremors Posts: 8,051
    johnny america wrote:
    the great black hole above your house
    that'd been there for years
    donated itself to my page

    all my ink was busy
    turning my heard black
    with blues mixed intermittently
    and reds rarely

    the owl in the dogwood tree
    on the other side of your street
    still sees my drive by late at night
    with your hair and eyes stuck in my head

    and though we look nothing alike
    i still see you every time
    i ponder what color the mirror truly is

    sept. 6, 2006



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  • chadwickchadwick Posts: 21,157
    poetry
    my greatest life
    only feeling it all out
    merely living for and through
    it is felt this way
    to be lived in
    dwelled inside
    accompanied by what was written moments ago
    followed up by next
    as inspiring
    and grabbing lady up to devour as salad
    or special banana pudding dripping from the vine of love
    playtime and warmth
    from kindness in the mouths of love

    instant thought... R.I.P.
    not gonna happen
    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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