Fpaddock - Hello Poetry

Sunlight doesn’t shine Bird’s beaks never speak My skin can’t feel and Sugar isn’t sweet. It’s not hot or cold Steak ain’t meat Skies are never grey and Night is just a shade of day. Don’t need your money Don’t need your ham Don’t need your lovin’ Don’t need a hand Don’t need your glory, It’ll cost me all Don’t need your sorry Don’t need your basketball Glass bird standing on a man made stone Doesn’t think at all and she’s not alone Dogs do not bark and graves hold no bones Truth isn’t real when you’re on your own. Why you lookin’ at me that way As if you don’t know the time of day You think it’s raining but you don’t know Why you sayin’ my name so slow? I’m not a glass bird on a man made stone That doesn’t think at all and I’m not alone I just heard a dog bark and I saw some bones Jump up outta the grave and run on home. Why don’t you jump up outta your grave and run on home? Sunlight doesn’t shine Bird’s beaks never speak My skin can’t feel and Sugar isn’t sweet. It’s not hot or cold Steak ain’t meat Skies are never grey and Night is just a shade of day.

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Oct 2, 2020

Oct 2, 2020 at 9:41 AM UTC

Fpaddock

Glass Bird

Sunlight doesn’t shine Bird’s beaks never speak My skin can’t feel and Sugar isn’t sweet. It’s not hot or cold Steak ain’t meat Skies are never grey and Night is just a shade of day. Don’t need your money Don’t need your ham Don’t need your lovin’ Don’t need a hand Don’t need your glory, It’ll cost me all Don’t need your sorry Don’t need your basketball Glass bird standing on a man made stone Doesn’t think at all and she’s not alone Dogs do not bark and graves hold no bones Truth isn’t real when you’re on your own. Why you lookin’ at me that way As if you don’t know the time of day You think it’s raining but you don’t know Why you sayin’ my name so slow? I’m not a glass bird on a man made stone That doesn’t think at all and I’m not alone I just heard a dog bark and I saw some bones Jump up outta the grave and run on home. Why don’t you jump up outta your grave and run on home? Sunlight doesn’t shine Bird’s beaks never speak My skin can’t feel and Sugar isn’t sweet. It’s not hot or cold Steak ain’t meat Skies are never grey and Night is just a shade of day.

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I am an Angel  I am a dog wide eyed  panting at the window I am an Angel cast down  I am a bird with a seed in my beak  pecking at the rough bark  I am an Angel with only 2 eyes now   I am a fish in search of water all shoulders moving fins through the shallows I am an Angel with un-grown wings   I am a pig shivering   flies from my bristly back  I am the sky and all those who fly in it  I am the earth and when I shake   I am the magma moving  pushing up  I am the sea and when I swim   Whole continents are washed away.  I am an Angel and cannot help but be

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Sep 24, 2020

Sep 24, 2020 at 6:59 AM UTC

Fpaddock

I Am an Angel

I am an Angel  I am a dog wide eyed  panting at the window I am an Angel cast down  I am a bird with a seed in my beak  pecking at the rough bark  I am an Angel with only 2 eyes now   I am a fish in search of water all shoulders moving fins through the shallows I am an Angel with un-grown wings   I am a pig shivering   flies from my bristly back  I am the sky and all those who fly in it  I am the earth and when I shake   I am the magma moving  pushing up  I am the sea and when I swim   Whole continents are washed away.  I am an Angel and cannot help but be

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Something's wrong tears just behind my eyes aching heart something missed out of step constant grieving something's wrong In my land there dies a thousand something's wrong something's wrong how will healing ever be that grand to heal the somethings wrong? how will life be large enough to swallow dying something's wrong Breath is easy, in and out so is walking where I will my fingers bend in normal fashion, yet, somethings wrong, something's wrong Beyond my vision tears are running marathons to empty towns something's wrong beyond my knowing how will love become the song how will somethings ever change to something's right from something's wrong?

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Mar 5, 2020

Mar 5, 2020 at 11:27 AM UTC

Fpaddock

Something's Wrong

Something's wrong tears just behind my eyes aching heart something missed out of step constant grieving something's wrong In my land there dies a thousand something's wrong something's wrong how will healing ever be that grand to heal the somethings wrong? how will life be large enough to swallow dying something's wrong Breath is easy, in and out so is walking where I will my fingers bend in normal fashion, yet, somethings wrong, something's wrong Beyond my vision tears are running marathons to empty towns something's wrong beyond my knowing how will love become the song how will somethings ever change to something's right from something's wrong?

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Out of nothing came a tree. Not so age’d nor so young. But with goodly branches spreading In the center there, I sat. On a nest of mystery spun. Heart afraid of where it’s heading Out of nothing came a sound. Not a word nor melody. Still. I hear it clearly singing In a harmony I sit. Out of nothing has it come. From the nothing something ringing Out of nothing came a stone In my lap was white and round That, my hand, is gently turning Into nothing, will I go. From the branches, stone and sound. See, the nothing tree is burning

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Feb 18, 2020

Feb 18, 2020 at 3:07 AM UTC

Fpaddock

Strange things happen in the Land of Nothing

Out of nothing came a tree. Not so age’d nor so young. But with goodly branches spreading In the center there, I sat. On a nest of mystery spun. Heart afraid of where it’s heading Out of nothing came a sound. Not a word nor melody. Still. I hear it clearly singing In a harmony I sit. Out of nothing has it come. From the nothing something ringing Out of nothing came a stone In my lap was white and round That, my hand, is gently turning Into nothing, will I go. From the branches, stone and sound. See, the nothing tree is burning

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