Writings by Thomas Radwick. Mostly poetry and lyrics. t_radwick@yahoo.com

Sweep Me Up

I’m getting tired

Sometimes it’s sad

There is a wire

I’ve got to grab


It’ll tug me through me troubles

It’ll get me past


That crack that’s always smiling

In the broken sky


Sweep me up and let me loose

I’ll fly


A cloud of sea birds

Swims in the sky

A flock of surfers

Flies on the tide


I float in flowing motion

It’s quite a ride


The wind is thick as water

The water’s smooth as wind


Sweep me up let me begin

Again


Sweep me up in the breast

Of the sky when I die

And I’ll fly in the soul of the wind


When I see how the birds

Surf the waves in the air

My guess is heaven is this


That crack is always smiling

In the broken sky


Sweep me up and let me loose

I’ll fly




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Crack in the Ceiling

Poetry by Thomas Radwick

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