It's just a Word... |
so many people speak of loneliness, but do the lonely truly KNOW the depth of their despair? do they honestly know where the darkness begins and ends, in their lives? i seem to remember, not too long ... Posted by on Tue, 12 May 2009 11:34:00 GMT |
~no more, no less~ |
I read a book, recently, by John Shors "Beside A Burning Sea". Probably one of the most beautifully written stories I've taken into my soul in a VERY long time and the simplicity of it reminded me of ... Posted by on Wed, 06 May 2009 08:10:00 GMT |
atop the world |
of all places,to be exposed to life...we sit examing the view fromour perch on the ferris wheel.up, up, up we go,heart beating teeth clenchedearth descendingat the topwe stop...our seat tilting dizzil... Posted by on Thu, 30 Apr 2009 07:55:00 GMT |
~in the quiet~ |
quietly,we lay.wondering how the space grew betweenthe arches of our bodies.wondering why the touch of the airseems to burn more then our passion.quietly,we accept.life is imperfectyet beautiful in it... Posted by on Tue, 28 Apr 2009 11:17:00 GMT |
Fates Loving Arms |
I used to sit and watch the leaves dance,wondering why they were so happy.I used to stand beneath the stars,wondering why they gave away their light.I used to listen to the wind,wondering why it sang ... Posted by on Tue, 21 Apr 2009 17:34:00 GMT |
Love, Life and Success |
What is success?I've been doing quite a bit of thinking on this lately and although I'm no motivational speaker, I've come to learn a few things over the last several months, simply by observing those... Posted by on Mon, 20 Apr 2009 07:42:00 GMT |
punishment |
grab my head.take control.tell me what to do.make me obey.pleasure your goal...grab my head.push me where you want.pull me down.make me obey.punish me, with pleasure. Posted by on Thu, 02 Apr 2009 13:24:00 GMT |
THE COPPERSMITH |
THROUGH THE GALLERY I walk, seeking solace. Paintings, drawings, photos hang on the walls.SCULPTURES made of copper, steel and clay... ... Posted by on Mon, 23 Mar 2009 08:01:00 GMT |
The Keres we Leave Behind |
You& Take of me,Sip in my sorrowSwirl the thick, Bitter liquid between your teeth,Your shiny sharp teeth& Take of me,Bite into my heartacheTearing a bloody, chunk out,Clotted with bits of horror at l... Posted by on Fri, 20 Mar 2009 13:23:00 GMT |
batter my core |
cracks formedupon this hard landscapea soft, warmbreath escapesthe world seenthrough a now splintered panenever look backat those demons again {sometimes your past can harden you... over time the pain... Posted by on Thu, 19 Mar 2009 06:50:00 GMT |