(part I) new year's eve - the lost minds of shepards, kings, queens & watermelon wine fuckers

chadwick

you always were a diamond
shinning like a song
your own music
high scales bounce
yours composed before mine
something like catching stars without being good

you been fruit trees
been it all
everything soft holding up the sky
aiming high
still you're fine grapes
the sand approaching

our beach tower rings
tells us stories to remind

you're golden spring mornings
dew like a feather roaming
weary & lonely until the sun & breeze takes away
holding hands hours loved
maybe forever

exertion sounds echo through
you can hear stain-glass birthing new tomorrows
all light today to stay

the neighbor's tree
a voice of mountains
they're caressed by silk darkness
you can taste this
oak barrel casks splitting open across turning air
all up to us

even blind hawks see
it's through feeling out inside breathing
like clouds drunk on loving another
or a rusted barbwire fence wrapped in hedge posts
year after year
cold again & again
winter's body lie spread open across the divide

flying our souls
singing
taken away & sand castles to be real
& sand castles to be real
then when hot air balloons sound off like this
lost oceans become (we) standing atop
we turn
glide
found within rising pretty soon
gotta keep strong

grind your knife into me
have this offer
you only can

i'll swim this longship
row the fucker our home
tattoo blue my back's deep water
scream that axe's power on
rising thrives within
starlight has it right tied up
one silver sail
sleek as wind's hand's edge pushing along
or the clothesline decorated in our favorite fabrics

rollings

What a great poem

F Me In The Brain

I am exhausted after reading that. (In a good way!) That is some combination of images evoked there. Continued great work Chadwick!

chadwick

hey thanks folks