poetry is war

chadwickchadwick Posts: 21,157
edited November 2013 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
fact
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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  • Jason78Jason78 Posts: 400
    fuck yeah
  • Between who and who? Between one person and the rest of the world? Between one person and their own mind?
  • justamjustam Posts: 21,410
    and
    Sleep is Peace,
    Music is Love,
    Death is inevitable,
    Birth must be surprising!

    :mrgreen:
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  • chadwickchadwick Posts: 21,157
    DinghyDog wrote:
    Between who and who? Between one person and the rest of the world? Between one person and their own mind?
    edit:

    between it all
    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
  • the wolfthe wolf Posts: 7,027
    A war I'm losing.
    Peace, Love.


    "To question your government is not unpatriotic --
    to not question your government is unpatriotic."
    -- Sen. Chuck Hagel
  • chadwickchadwick Posts: 21,157
    the wolf wrote:
    A war I'm losing.
    horse shit

    (edited out some things...)

    love you,
    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
  • chadwickchadwick Posts: 21,157
    what would it be
    why wood

    this exact heavenly moving super cruiser lights the night
    darkness now rainbows
    black shines like a razor
    the diamond worn
    around my neck

    when spilled
    flows a river
    yet flies as far as possible
    something like dandelion seed on a summer's evening under a warm breeze
    while old people rock back & forth relaxing porch swing style
    sunshine gone
    fading are the songbirds of war
    singing their death songs
    moon & sun
    up & down
    'round & 'round
    on a continuous calendar
    swinging 'round arms
    the clock's strokes home every hour

    under this fight
    frozen mass graves
    give passage to new
    & down

    sun up
    sun making love to moon
    moon aloft
    moon loving with sun
    cold winter night's
    ice dripping crystals
    sailing through dayrise like a daydream

    new day's light is given axes
    brought up (in slow motion)
    placed into skulls
    tattooed forever
    penetrating falcata

    this bringing down fractures across the galaxy
    from now on forever weeping (even fruit trees)
    still love making
    the fire god & the lunation goddess
    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
  • justamjustam Posts: 21,410
    This is in your best old style Chadwick. :thumbup:
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  • chadwickchadwick Posts: 21,157
    took your satin to a seaport
    made sheaths for my journey
    to carry my blades & your spells
    you layed the needle down
    old wood ships opened up
    accepting the sky

    we did not have storms
    we were the storms
    we are beautiful
    oppurtunity had arrived
    this is how the universe crawls around your body
    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
    circuit through thought
    the caravan passes through
    enterance is tight
    fruits & water where tranquility spills open
    follow these vibrations
    the earth will pulsate with you
    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
    what has you here
    walking up to me
    peacocks against the wall
    tell why flute music & drum beat
    eating simply are endless rabbits in slow motion
    just be here she said

    from then on every night was alive
    they woke their souls

    for decades inner wars
    chaos beyond your wildest dreams
    a hunger like a empty library
    all seven seas finally have crashed
    each scale found
    gave back

    the most purest ring rang
    el

    purest light some how soundful
    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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