Carry Me Home |
So, I don't often get political when writing, but this is what I came up with today. It's not totally political, but it involves my massive opposition to the death penalty. It's told from the perspect...
Posted by on Sun, 01 Feb 2009 20:13:00 GMT |
FAWM #1: Nearly Out of Milk (Come and FInd Me) |
For anybody unaware, I'm doing this thing call February Album Writing Month, which is a challenge to write fourteen songs during the month of February, which is approximately one song every other day....
Posted by on Sat, 31 Jan 2009 22:26:00 GMT |
Shadow On My Mind |
Tonight I feel ill, my dearIll of body, ill of mindNow you're just a silhouetteYou're a shodow on my mindOnce we watched the stars at nightWondering where the spin would endYou said you could feel the...
Posted by on Sat, 24 Jan 2009 18:05:00 GMT |
Bottom Coming Up |
I wrote this song in a bit of a reggae style. Hope you dig it.Verse:I thought, I could be happy where I wasBut you just proved me wrongYou dangled infront of my faceWhat was missing all alongYour bro...
Posted by on Sun, 04 Jan 2009 06:05:00 GMT |
Pariah’s Prayer |
Little song I worked up today. I'm actually really proud of this one, even though it comes from the most self loathing side, put into a character who's kind of in a similar physical and financial sit...
Posted by on Sat, 27 Dec 2008 01:23:00 GMT |
I’m Not Here |
A little song I wrote today.Verse:She says to me your body's uglyBut your mind seems gorgeous, your heart seems fairYou seem like you know how to mend a spiritAnd you know I badly need repairI said to...
Posted by on Tue, 23 Dec 2008 23:49:00 GMT |
Woman in the Door |
Little song I wrote today. Hope you dig it. I'd love to know what you think.There's a blizzardThere's a blizzard on my lawnThe sun was out onceBut this morning it was goneThere's a womanThere's a woma...
Posted by on Mon, 22 Dec 2008 23:50:00 GMT |
A Plea For Help |
Hi folks. So, here we are, on the home stretch of 2008. It's late December, Christmas is upon us, we're out of money, jobs are disappearing, the suicide rate is rising, the war is raging, nobody that ...
Posted by on Mon, 22 Dec 2008 04:54:00 GMT |
Gerald’s Last Ride |
I'm not a religious person, but I came up with this idea and liked it. So, here it goes.Gerald's Last RideGerald leaned against a wall beside a chair in the far corner of the room. He took a swig from...
Posted by on Sun, 30 Nov 2008 04:37:00 GMT |
Longest Eight Miles |
This is something of a combination short story/free form poem. It's in first person, but I'm not actually the character in the story.Longest Eight MilesWe've all time and time again heard the story. T...
Posted by on Sat, 29 Nov 2008 16:03:00 GMT |
