Hmm |
Oh boy, there is nothing like late-night writing but I'm trying to lean to speak from the soul more. So here goes another original from a poem I started years ago; title yet to be determined .... ...
Posted by on Wed, 04 Jun 2008 01:31:00 GMT |
If butterflies buzzed after the bee |
During our launch party for eXcapethematriX.com, Quill Wordsmith performed an amazingly creative piece which inspired me to write this poem. Watch the video from the performance on my page to see the ...
Posted by on Tue, 20 May 2008 17:33:00 GMT |
Tired |
Tired of the words still coming out the sametired of all the feelings spitting out like rainSee the inner flag I carry, bold and prevailingmy own scarlet letter, is it a sign i'm failing?Can't be too ...
Posted by on Sun, 18 May 2008 21:24:00 GMT |
Happy 21st Birthday Ccep!!! |
Yeah I know I've been a blogging fool lately but it's a very nice outlet. This is another spontaneous piece entitled "I'm nosey" which I started writing Saturday at Ccep's birthday party as I converse...
Posted by on Sat, 17 May 2008 22:21:00 GMT |
I think |
I think therefore I amI think, therefore I am still ... thinkingthoughts racing, heart pacing all the while eye-lids blinkingTrying to grasp life and focus on what is real to melaughter, friendship an...
Posted by on Fri, 16 May 2008 23:18:00 GMT |
I am (rough draft) |
I am that which enables the traveler you meet the feet which stumble, which walk and run occasionally making you dance to your own groove to others I seem strange or wrong but the point is I move .. ...
Posted by on Tue, 06 May 2008 17:38:00 GMT |
What Happens When (rough draft) |
What happens when You don't see the value that is in meFor it seems in this matter we just can't agree There is no anger, hurt or shameBut I wonder if the past is to blame What if something had been d...
Posted by on Tue, 06 May 2008 17:34:00 GMT |
Review |
Many lessons in this life profoundoften times we don't turn aroundTo review the mistakes possibly madeensuring that all debts have been paidLive all in the past and you might miss a future catchbut on...
Posted by on Mon, 05 May 2008 16:19:00 GMT |
Hair |
Talk about a long time ago. I don't even remember writing this poem but I still vary much like it.I twist and I write. I write when I can twist.I twirl at hair that's no longer therethe paper lay ahea...
Posted by on Mon, 05 May 2008 16:14:00 GMT |
Beneath |
A face in the crowd what do you seenot on the surface but inside of meSo easy it is to get caught by the relfectionno wonder so many of us take the path of misdirectionDrooling on the curves, muscles...
Posted by on Mon, 05 May 2008 16:13:00 GMT |
