No Subject |
What is a blog? A public diary? A chance to be heard? To captivate a small audience with thoughts that fill ones mind and heart? A place to be perfectly candid and open oneself to critique and advice?... Posted by on Sat, 05 Apr 2008 00:57:00 GMT |
What Matters |
Slow lease aunt her
Key pale lope prof. isle
Beak hind
Are born ode ease heat
Knoll hips serve his
Hope Enya here’s
(this blog is unfinished, I will modify it as I have time) Posted by on Fri, 04 Apr 2008 16:05:00 GMT |
No Title Necessary |
No words necessary.
No pictures worth a thousand.
No poems, nor songs.
No secrets vailed in code.
Just you and I.
Posted by on Mon, 29 Oct 2007 13:29:00 GMT |
"Drip, drop", she said. |
This mornings air wore dampness as a cloak
A thought of you rained from the weather that soaked
The cold, wet darkness brought quiet to my slow walking
I pretended the rain was you... Posted by on Mon, 14 May 2007 16:38:00 GMT |
Mine Aim |
Shut my eyes, so I can see you,
Hold my breath, so I can breathe you,
I stand to keep from falling,
Laying silent, in hopes you’re calling
...my name. Posted by on Fri, 01 Dec 2006 23:08:00 GMT |
Who Sighed? |
One day walking I awaken,
On this road you have shaken;
Eyes blurred from the dust,
Takes a moment to adjust.
On this road I have taken
One day walking I awaken;
Lies heard from you must,
Caus... Posted by on Thu, 23 Nov 2006 22:52:00 GMT |