Meeting M.A. |
At about five years ago or so, sans a next in life in the motions of loosing my studio/home, feeling lint filling my pockets, scrounging up loose change from my automotive ashtray I stepped in to a St...
Posted by Swedehearta on Tue, 27 Feb 2007 10:57:00 PST |
Shift shaft |
A guy concludes at bare bone often being a bit of a Bumbling Billy. With most pleasant intentions declaring the right things the wrong way, consistently being forgetful and wishing to have done any ...
Posted by Swedehearta on Tue, 28 Nov 2006 01:17:00 PST |
Insightful...... |
The makings of you:One day the Creator gathered all of Creation and said, "I want to hide something from humans until they are ready for it. It is the realization that they create their own reality."T...
Posted by Swedehearta on Mon, 27 Nov 2006 10:02:00 PST |
Concievably misappropriated |
Sprinkling sparkling stardust: Mornings summit sprite shrugs and sheds threads of toss and tumble night. Restless in delight a content discovery; a charming juju you au jus. We are not sole souls seek...
Posted by Swedehearta on Sat, 25 Nov 2006 12:53:00 PST |
In reconfiguring the spiraling marrow of a journey to the days of yore........ |
Voodoo DollYou knew.Predictable insights, instinctsback up for a rainy day.Carried from view,charmed for comfort,charred conversations.Knowing.A used and broken idol,an effigy effaced.Tossed into a fi...
Posted by Swedehearta on Fri, 17 Nov 2006 11:05:00 PST |
A simple reflection |
| Humble act of plantingseeds and soil demands gestures at times tender at times firm and hard.Sharper than a sword larger than a word.in joys and pains it maintainsa grace,a yard, a love.Posted by Swedehearta on Tue, 14 Nov 2006 01:25:00 PST |
Love! |
The MonkHe soaked himself in gasoline,lit himself on fire.Flesh absorbing masses pain,for masses yet to seea necessity to illuminateto finally be free....
Posted by Swedehearta on Tue, 14 Nov 2006 10:24:00 PST |
Poem |
Genius of the crowd:There is enough treachery, hatred, violence,Absurdity in the average human beingTo supply any army on any gi...
Posted by Swedehearta on Thu, 09 Nov 2006 02:21:00 PST |
Flowers |
Kisses are like flowers, impermanent yet never wasted.........
Posted by Swedehearta on Thu, 02 Nov 2006 12:06:00 PST |
Shakespeares Love/ the black woman...... |
This sum of sonnets prove Shakespeares love of a black woman;(& damn a history that didn't tell us so or follow his imprint) CXXVII.In the old age black was not counted fair,Or if it were, it bore not...
Posted by Swedehearta on Thu, 02 Nov 2006 10:38:00 PST |
