This Wild Love |
I have in you a piece of me A star that slowly falls before your invesibility A flickering light so far out of reach Where we hang in limbo like two fire flys around a flame As if we were weightle...
Posted by on Mon, 11 May 2009 13:07:00 GMT |
One For The Poets |
We who may never obtain anything of wealth We who spend our nights awake We who drink ourselves into oblivion We who gamble on the muse We who fight for what little is left in the world Who see's...
Posted by on Wed, 22 Apr 2009 17:17:00 GMT |
Seven Days With Kafka |
On the first day We drank from early morning till late into the night Where we talked endlessly about Flaubert and our troubles with women The second day We drew circles in the sand As the rain ca...
Posted by on Fri, 10 Apr 2009 19:34:00 GMT |
Like The Weight Of Words |
I would never handcuff a womens heart to a hummingbird I would never anchor a womens beauty to a stone As I would not try to tame that which is wild That which is pure That which is free As I ...
Posted by on Fri, 20 Mar 2009 14:54:00 GMT |
Those Days Of Endless Freedom |
This is an ode to you Who once I loved Who in a empty house where we layed naked to the world The both of us as pure as a grain of salt And the sun creeping threw the window covered us like a blan...
Posted by on Sat, 07 Mar 2009 13:35:00 GMT |
The Lost American |
As I sit here At my desk Three empty bottles of wine a half lite cigar before me All my hero's of literature and verse all but dead Another night with no women at my side Only piles and piles of...
Posted by on Fri, 20 Feb 2009 12:24:00 GMT |
Your Eyes |
With your eyes that shatter glass With your eyes that could sink a ship With your eyes that could cause an earthquake With your eyes that could disarm an army I with out a fight Fell into you L...
Posted by on Fri, 13 Feb 2009 13:41:00 GMT |
Sylvia about poet sylvia plath |
Yes Sylvia it was you who was in my dream last night You were as cold as steel Your body as stiff as a coffin In one hand you held a bottle of milk The other a loaf of bread As you paced the kitc...
Posted by on Sat, 31 Jan 2009 16:22:00 GMT |
My Violin In Flames |
Sleep peacefully tonight my violin in flames Sleep peacefully tonight in your bed of broken hearts Fore any man who enters the chase will end up wounded As you have used your body as a shield Wher...
Posted by on Wed, 28 Jan 2009 13:36:00 GMT |
Ode To The Universe |
Is there not a weeping in the wind Or a song among birds fore which nature does not reveal its self Or in the obscure violence of thunder and lightning a strange beauty A secret code born out of na...
Posted by on Tue, 13 Jan 2009 15:44:00 GMT |
