time for writing

chadwick
chadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
edited August 2013 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
where has time been
gone are clocks from the sky
no messengers from fire or moon's stone
red deer run home like i can't
water tastes my bones
i am then new
but i just can't
held in
held back
wrapped up in webs

it's been years since anything made sense
here
the town square
summertime chiseled humid
sweat sharpened by stone
falling off me in painful drops to share

the loneliest mist somehow finds me
together we save
together we are saved
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
Post edited by Unknown User on

Comments

  • tremors
    tremors Posts: 8,051
    Very fine writing
    Cancel my subscription to the Ressurection
    Send my credentials to the house of detention

    lettherecordsplay1x.gif?t=1377796878
  • chadwick
    chadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    thank you kindly, tremors
    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
  • tremors
    tremors Posts: 8,051
    You don't realise what an influence you have had on me Chadwick - I am now the only man in Britain who uses a personal portable ashtray :lol:
    Cancel my subscription to the Ressurection
    Send my credentials to the house of detention

    lettherecordsplay1x.gif?t=1377796878
  • chadwick
    chadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    tremors wrote:
    You don't realise what an influence you have had on me Chadwick - I am now the only man in Britain who uses a personal portable ashtray :lol:
    you will be rewarded largely


    fact
    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
  • tremors
    tremors Posts: 8,051
    chadwick wrote:
    tremors wrote:
    You don't realise what an influence you have had on me Chadwick - I am now the only man in Britain who uses a personal portable ashtray :lol:
    you will be rewarded largely


    fact
    :lol:
    Cancel my subscription to the Ressurection
    Send my credentials to the house of detention

    lettherecordsplay1x.gif?t=1377796878
  • Godfather.
    Godfather. Posts: 12,504
    chadwick wrote:
    where has time been
    gone are clocks from the sky
    no messengers from fire or moon's stone
    red deer run home like i can't
    water tastes my bones
    i am then new
    but i just can't
    held in
    held back
    wrapped up in webs

    it's been years since anything made sense
    here
    the town square
    summertime chiseled humid
    sweat sharpened by stone
    falling off me in painful drops to share

    the loneliest mist somehow finds me
    together we save
    together we are saved


    from the twisted mind of brilliance there is this,awesome writing Chad !


    Godfather.
  • chadwick
    chadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    the spirit dying
    a narrow door splintered sways in mid air
    a rusty skeleton key shakes my hand
    then nothing
    a shouting owl

    i'd like to move forward
    blocked by my own shadow
    ahead & behind this framework
    when my train comes steaming thru
    then nothing
    a shouting owl

    a miserable sky rotten & flat
    all trees empty & cold wrapped in stale air
    every gravestone falling apart old
    my own skin drying like soot
    the spirit dying
    then nothing
    a shouting owl
    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
  • tremors
    tremors Posts: 8,051
    You are a seriously good writer Chadwick

    There are a lot of very talented writers here in my opinion
    Cancel my subscription to the Ressurection
    Send my credentials to the house of detention

    lettherecordsplay1x.gif?t=1377796878
  • chadwick
    chadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    tremors wrote:
    You are a seriously good writer Chadwick

    There are a lot of very talented writers here in my opinion
    thank you, sir. i am also an ass for posting my stuff online
    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
  • tremors
    tremors Posts: 8,051
    chadwick wrote:
    tremors wrote:
    You are a seriously good writer Chadwick

    There are a lot of very talented writers here in my opinion
    thank you, sir. i am also an ass for posting my stuff online

    Nothing wrong with a bit of shameless self-promotion from time to time ;)
    Cancel my subscription to the Ressurection
    Send my credentials to the house of detention

    lettherecordsplay1x.gif?t=1377796878
  • chadwick
    chadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    the depressed & alone
    heat & sand have that together
    nothing anywhere any direction none

    empty balance
    tired sores
    injured down here all to much in blanks
    the wrong living isn't even happening
    could it all be incorrect
    stuck the entirety of self

    12 hours of sleep
    nothing in sunlight
    12 hours of sleep
    unimportance in sunshine
    12 hours of sleep
    zilch in i am

    life is motionless without a face
    passed
    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
  • mikalina
    mikalina Posts: 7,206
    chadwick wrote:
    the depressed & alone
    heat & sand have that together
    nothing anywhere any direction none

    empty balance
    tired sores
    injured down here all to much in blanks
    the wrong living isn't even happening
    could it all be incorrect
    stuck the entirety of self

    12 hours of sleep
    nothing in sunlight
    12 hours of sleep
    unimportance in sunshine
    12 hours of sleep
    zilch in i am

    life is motionless without a face
    passed


    I'm enjoying your - time for writing - thread.....
    ********************************************************************************************* image
  • ratmando
    ratmando Outside of Portland, or somewhere like that Posts: 347
    Age is not birth or death that separates seeing, it could be that you were born long before
    Or long dead before moments intimate- it could be we never meet you're decades yet born.
    The sigh you let out is heard amongst the whispers roaring in the seas
    The signs you write out are printed amongst the lines interwoven deeply in the leaves.
    Stars shake fast and nights fly by and days flow constantly it's proving only this to us:
    Even though we may never truly meet, I understand you, and there's only you who understands me.

    As far as outsiders go, I'm out-sider than most
    A frame twisted left and I'm straggling i
    Right off the page, and left off the page.
    As far as words, I wish there's an answer to state but
    I can't relate what to say,yy when I''m outside so I wait far outside
    Where I've relegated myself but with you never met I belong.
    When I hear music, I fear no danger. I am invulnerable. I see no foe. I am related to the earliest times, and to the latest.

    Henry David Thoreau
  • rollings
    rollings unknown Posts: 7,127
    ratmando wrote:
    Age is not birth or death that separates seeing, it could be that you were born long before
    Or long dead before moments intimate- it could be we never meet you're decades yet born.
    The sigh you let out is heard amongst the whispers roaring in the seas
    The signs you write out are printed amongst the lines interwoven deeply in the leaves.
    Stars shake fast and nights fly by and days flow constantly it's proving only this to us:
    Even though we may never truly meet, I understand you, and there's only you who understands me.

    As far as outsiders go, I'm out-sider than most
    A frame twisted left and I'm straggling i
    Right off the page, and left off the page.
    As far as words, I wish there's an answer to state but
    I can't relate what to say,yy when I''m outside so I wait far outside
    Where I've relegated myself but with you never met I belong.
    beautiful
  • ratmando
    ratmando Outside of Portland, or somewhere like that Posts: 347
    Thanks...very hard to write, but came out like babies' first tears
    When I hear music, I fear no danger. I am invulnerable. I see no foe. I am related to the earliest times, and to the latest.

    Henry David Thoreau

Categories