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chadwick
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where has time been
gone are clocks from the sky
no messengers from fire or moon's stone
red deer run home like i can't
water tastes my bones
i am then new
but i just can't
held in
held back
wrapped up in webs
it's been years since anything made sense
here
the town square
summertime chiseled humid
sweat sharpened by stone
falling off me in painful drops to share
the loneliest mist somehow finds me
together we save
together we are saved
gone are clocks from the sky
no messengers from fire or moon's stone
red deer run home like i can't
water tastes my bones
i am then new
but i just can't
held in
held back
wrapped up in webs
it's been years since anything made sense
here
the town square
summertime chiseled humid
sweat sharpened by stone
falling off me in painful drops to share
the loneliest mist somehow finds me
together we save
together we are saved
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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Send my credentials to the house of detention
"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
Send my credentials to the house of detention
fact
"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
Send my credentials to the house of detention
from the twisted mind of brilliance there is this,awesome writing Chad !
Godfather.
a narrow door splintered sways in mid air
a rusty skeleton key shakes my hand
then nothing
a shouting owl
i'd like to move forward
blocked by my own shadow
ahead & behind this framework
when my train comes steaming thru
then nothing
a shouting owl
a miserable sky rotten & flat
all trees empty & cold wrapped in stale air
every gravestone falling apart old
my own skin drying like soot
the spirit dying
then nothing
a shouting owl
"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
There are a lot of very talented writers here in my opinion
Send my credentials to the house of detention
"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
Nothing wrong with a bit of shameless self-promotion from time to time
Send my credentials to the house of detention
heat & sand have that together
nothing anywhere any direction none
empty balance
tired sores
injured down here all to much in blanks
the wrong living isn't even happening
could it all be incorrect
stuck the entirety of self
12 hours of sleep
nothing in sunlight
12 hours of sleep
unimportance in sunshine
12 hours of sleep
zilch in i am
life is motionless without a face
passed
"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
I'm enjoying your - time for writing - thread.....
Or long dead before moments intimate- it could be we never meet you're decades yet born.
The sigh you let out is heard amongst the whispers roaring in the seas
The signs you write out are printed amongst the lines interwoven deeply in the leaves.
Stars shake fast and nights fly by and days flow constantly it's proving only this to us:
Even though we may never truly meet, I understand you, and there's only you who understands me.
As far as outsiders go, I'm out-sider than most
A frame twisted left and I'm straggling i
Right off the page, and left off the page.
As far as words, I wish there's an answer to state but
I can't relate what to say,yy when I''m outside so I wait far outside
Where I've relegated myself but with you never met I belong.
Henry David Thoreau
Henry David Thoreau