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chadwickchadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
edited February 2008 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
And raindrops fall away
Perfectly sailing southward
Having love with looking window keyhole

Smear green paint across poured out
water cycles

Weather

And the sky sent tapping fingers downward,
above, ceiling noise

They wanted to disappear
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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  • Jeremy1012Jeremy1012 Posts: 7,170
    I like this :)

    particularly the first two lines.
    "I remember one night at Muzdalifa with nothing but the sky overhead, I lay awake amid sleeping Muslim brothers and I learned that pilgrims from every land — every colour, and class, and rank; high officials and the beggar alike — all snored in the same language"
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