feather

deadnotedeadnote Posts: 1,678
edited December 2008 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
the feather falls slowly
changing directions
colors blind me
for im flying again
the eyes are beautiful
and your precious body
it brings me slowly
under the bridge
set your laughter free

dreamer in my dream

we got the guns

i love you,but im..............callin out.........callin out
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  • chadwickchadwick Posts: 21,157
    i like it
    unique
    really quite re-readable
    enjoyable
    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
  • deadnotedeadnote Posts: 1,678
    when i wwas young
    i was the clown
    everyone laughing
    made me feel good
    now that i m older
    im not so funny
    and everyday beckons
    my wish for money
    the lines on my face
    they are grown too
    and the dream that i have
    are of touching you
    and being funny
    set your laughter free

    dreamer in my dream

    we got the guns

    i love you,but im..............callin out.........callin out
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