The River |
Today is another day, so I open my eyesto new morning sunlight beaming brightlythrough the cracks between my blindsI squint and yawn. Ive lost sleep nightly.Today is another day, another chance to bir... Posted by BMD Check out the new tracks on my page on Thu, 17 Jan 2008 10:10:00 PST |
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Callous |
Somewhere, in the deepest, darkest depths of everything I amlies a torrent, flooding tide crashing building against the dam,dam that holds it steady, steady. Dam that holds while cracks invaderippling... Posted by BMD Check out the new tracks on my page on Thu, 13 Dec 2007 12:53:00 PST |
Eyes...Open...See |
I stand on the RockHe is my strengthcome trial or struggleof any length.dust falls slowlyon my pridebetween my lowered,humbled eyes.For I am nothingI am dirtwithout His lifemy breath is cursedThe ston... Posted by BMD Check out the new tracks on my page on Thu, 12 Apr 2007 09:17:00 PST |
Blind to Worth |
Little Diamond, little diamond, precious piece of sacred earthhidden amongst moleten rock, do you even know your worth?As your spark is hidden by a bland shell of heaping stoneyou lay waiting for disc... Posted by BMD Check out the new tracks on my page on Thu, 12 Apr 2007 08:47:00 PST |
Extinct (Echoes of the Dying Breed) |
Where is the black man? &n
bsp; &n
bsp; the black man &... Posted by BMD Check out the new tracks on my page on Thu, 12 Apr 2007 08:30:00 PST |
Who Follows the Red Winged Sparrow? |
Who follows the Red Winged Sparrow?
Who watches it hatch and break its shella chick with wings red like the fires of HellOr sits on a rock across from the branchupon which the mother leaves her chicks... Posted by BMD Check out the new tracks on my page on Tue, 27 Mar 2007 02:01:00 PST |
BEAUTY REDEFINED |
This is not a verse.
No, not just a verse.
The black wood before me strikes
me as gloomy as I type
words of joy and words grief.
Are they joyous? Are they brief?
Living in my conscious world
I... Posted by BMD Check out the new tracks on my page on Tue, 20 Mar 2007 09:35:00 PST |