Raining.
 
            
                
                    chadwick                
                
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                    Raining,
grayed out sky hanging low
getting clean
bathing the earth.
A full sky
of windy drops drip
splashing down cleansings
through newness.
Sprinkled in dew
the thread from spiders
bursts open brightly
as if treasure chests hung like silk
from limbs and twigs of the canopy
flinging open the recesses
of lush greenery.
Here,
more than waterfalls
bounce to and from
the moon.
It is as if
only the wet trees
know.
                grayed out sky hanging low
getting clean
bathing the earth.
A full sky
of windy drops drip
splashing down cleansings
through newness.
Sprinkled in dew
the thread from spiders
bursts open brightly
as if treasure chests hung like silk
from limbs and twigs of the canopy
flinging open the recesses
of lush greenery.
Here,
more than waterfalls
bounce to and from
the moon.
It is as if
only the wet trees
know.
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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            this is quite nice *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
 angels share laughter
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            prism wrote:this is quite nice 
 i wrote it @ school today while sitting on the toilet.
 do not eat school chili.
 it was horrible, just a terrible time.
 kinda painful actually.
 but i somehow produced a poem of sorts.
 i don't understand it.
 :?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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            chadwick wrote:prism wrote:this is quite nice 
 i wrote it @ school today while sitting on the toilet.
 do not eat school chili.
 it was horrible, just a terrible time.
 kinda painful actually.
 but i somehow produced a poem of sorts.
 i don't understand it.
 :?
 but you're still so full of shit...
 what good did eatin that school chili do?   *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
 angels share laughter
 *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~0
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 How'd you know it was raining here??? :lolno: :wtf:chadwick wrote:Raining,
 grayed out sky hanging low
 getting clean
 bathing the earth.
 A full sky
 of windy drops drip
 splashing down cleansings
 through newness.
 Sprinkled in dew
 the thread from spiders
 bursts open brightly
 as if treasure chests hung like silk
 from limbs and twigs of the canopy
 flinging open the recesses
 of lush greenery.
 Here,
 more than waterfalls
 bounce to and from
 the moon.
 It is as if
 only the wet trees
 know.
 Wish you were here...
 ♥~RIP Dad0
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            chadwick, this is lovely in places...
 didn't need to know about the chili, tho :xx
 prism ~ bizarre picture 0 0
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            DopeBeastie wrote:chadwick, this is lovely in places...
 didn't need to know about the chili, tho :xx
 prism ~ bizarre picture 
 aww man.
 the chili toilet part is a complete bullshit story.
 i was just fuckin around being a smart ass.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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            HeartShapedBox wrote:
 How'd you know it was raining here??? :lolno: :wtf:chadwick wrote:Raining,
 grayed out sky hanging low
 getting clean
 bathing the earth.
 A full sky
 of windy drops drip
 splashing down cleansings
 through newness.
 Sprinkled in dew
 the thread from spiders
 bursts open brightly
 as if treasure chests hung like silk
 from limbs and twigs of the canopy
 flinging open the recesses
 of lush greenery.
 Here,
 more than waterfalls
 bounce to and from
 the moon.
 It is as if
 only the wet trees
 know.
 i guess i know stuff.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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            DopeBeastie wrote:chadwick, this is lovely in places...
 didn't need to know about the chili, tho :xx
 prism ~ bizarre picture 
 like all kitties do, Bill always smiles for the camera if i ask him to... :P
 so he was smiling...that or he was about to eat my face... 
 what's so bizarre about that? :P                          *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ :P                          *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
 angels share laughter
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            "courtyard"
 you in the morning tree
 you were a flying bird
 but you sat for time
 that stood still as the morning air
 you seemed to me
 to be in love with me
 in a mourning tree
 see the leaves mourn for me...0
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            acrossoceans wrote:"courtyard"
 you in the morning tree
 you were a flying bird
 but you sat for time
 that stood still as the morning air
 you seemed to me
 to be in love with me
 in a mourning tree
 see the leaves mourn for me...
 liked the way you used "morning" and "mourning"0
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 I guess you do, it hasn't stopped raining since last night. :roll: Make it stop Chadchadwick wrote:HeartShapedBox wrote:
 How'd you know it was raining here??? :lolno: :wtf:chadwick wrote:Raining,
 grayed out sky hanging low
 getting clean
 bathing the earth.
 A full sky
 of windy drops drip
 splashing down cleansings
 through newness.
 Sprinkled in dew
 the thread from spiders
 bursts open brightly
 as if treasure chests hung like silk
 from limbs and twigs of the canopy
 flinging open the recesses
 of lush greenery.
 Here,
 more than waterfalls
 bounce to and from
 the moon.
 It is as if
 only the wet trees
 know.
 i guess i know stuff.  
 Wish you were here...
 ♥~RIP Dad0
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            To pickupyourwill...
 am glad you appreciate it..
 i like your name... inspiring...0
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