sensational (part IV)
 
            
                
                    chadwick                
                
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                    having less in hand 
standing with hills
fireflies over here
it is snowing
still
those little lit up guys keep us warm
small pieces of sun each one
snowflakes run heavy
while crying ice fishermen do without
somehow this sun cools down
darkens & slides away
a sky playground swings & sways
giggles, shouts, jumps, (while) bleeding
looking in are planets sailing through
maybe decide to stay
a special
                
                standing with hills
fireflies over here
it is snowing
still
those little lit up guys keep us warm
small pieces of sun each one
snowflakes run heavy
while crying ice fishermen do without
somehow this sun cools down
darkens & slides away
a sky playground swings & sways
giggles, shouts, jumps, (while) bleeding
looking in are planets sailing through
maybe decide to stay
a special
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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            having less in hand
 standing with hills
 fireflies over here
 it is snowing
 still
 those little lit up guys keep us warm
 small pieces of sun each one
 snowflakes run heavy
 while crying ice fishermen do without
 somehow this sun cools down
 darkens & slides away
 a sky playground swings & sways
 giggles, shouts, jumps, (while) bleeding
 looking in are planets sailing through
 maybe decide to stay
 a special
 if someday golden & blue
 flew in white candles dancing dew
 peacocks having honey
 bees belonging the outrageous feather
 startled would not sound
 climbing realms are fingertips across breasts
 deep seas may or may not finally relax a bit
 where children & the stranded dare drift
 still toss tomorrow messages
 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 Perce0
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