Treasure Island

Terence G. Craddock

(Westport New Zealand)

Can You Own The Sky Who Owns The Sky?

can you own the days and the sky?
can you own the days or do you count the days?
counting the days till pay day till Friday
till the weekend until holidays till parties
until the next beer wine cigarette joint stimulent?

can you own the sky who owns the sky?
I own the sky each time longing driven smiling
I look up into the sky feel sun wind on face smiling
I look up into the sky feel laughter on breeze flirting
I look up into the sky feel feel rain from clouds bursting

I own the sky grey skies or blue I share skies with you
I own the bird songs relentless waves beach washing in too
I own the breath I breathe sky rights rural I share with you
I own each day creative tired in joy possibilities I gift to you
sometimes I own the days and the sky sharing with you

Copyright © Terence George Craddock

Submitted: Thursday, April 03, 2014
Edited: Friday, April 04, 2014

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Written in April 2014 on the 4.4.2014.

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