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I am a dream.

chadwickchadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
edited January 2008 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
I am a dream.

She’s what I am when I am a dream.
Flowing waterfall, upward diving, extinguish the sun.
From her gentle touch her birth child is the night.
She gave birth to countless stars, my beautiful eyes.
She’s all of my beginnings, and before I begun.
I walked with her kissing lips like the ocean-floors love swirling tides above.
She’s now, in the now are her tender fields across my dancing sea-tree.
These flowing dreams fill my time like a flashing hourglass.
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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  • chadwickchadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    chadwick wrote:
    I am a dream.

    She’s what I am when I am a dream.
    Flowing waterfall, upward diving, extinguish the sun.
    From her gentle touch her birth child is the night.
    She gave birth to countless stars, my beautiful eyes.
    She’s all of my beginnings, and before I begun.
    I walked with her kissing lips like the ocean-floors love swirling tides above.
    She’s now, in the now are her tender fields across my dancing sea-tree.
    These flowing dreams fill my time like a flashing hourglass.



    I am a dream.

    She’s what I am when I am a dream.
    Flowing waterfall, upward diving, extinguish the sun.
    From her gentle touch her birth child is the night.
    She gave life to countless stars, my beautiful eyes.
    She’s all of my beginnings, and before I begun.
    I walked with her kissing lips like the ocean-floors love swirling tides above.
    She’s now, in the now are her tender fields across my dancing sea-tree.
    These flowing dreams fill my time like a flashing hourglass.
    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
  • deadnothingbetterdeadnothingbetter Posts: 2,202
    i can't read the difference :confused:
    This isn't the land of opportunity, it's the land of competition.
  • chadwickchadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    deadnothingbetter wrote:
    i can't read the difference :confused:

    1)st version..
    From her gentle touch her birth child is the night.
    She gave "birth" to countless stars, my beautiful eyes.


    2)nd version..
    From her gentle touch her birth child is the night.
    She gave "life" to countless stars, my beautiful eyes.
    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
  • deadnothingbetterdeadnothingbetter Posts: 2,202
    chadwick wrote:
    1)st version..
    From her gentle touch her birth child is the night.
    She gave "birth" to countless stars, my beautiful eyes.


    2)nd version..
    From her gentle touch her birth child is the night.
    She gave "life" to countless stars, my beautiful eyes.
    ahh, i see
    This isn't the land of opportunity, it's the land of competition.
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