Hoist up a sad-eyed smile
while the world
fogs the Earth with its fart
and it’s hard to be a tree
Green leaves shiver
in big grey winds
and little faces
shower down from the clouds
Silver
soul of an ocean
in a puddle of rain
on a cliff at the edge of the world
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Writings by Thomas Radwick. Mostly poetry and lyrics. t_radwick@yahoo.com
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Crack in the Ceiling
Poetry by Thomas Radwick
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