Can Opener |
Hand held job where the teeth bite right over the lip sinkingall the way in the metal peals away, a knife edge through butter.The paper rips and fragments and the juice spills out onto your gripping ...
Posted by on Sun, 12 Jul 2009 02:28:00 GMT |
Biker Ballerina |
Ghostly shadows dance across the full wall.Photo's left as reminders hanging in the hall.The light breaks through the shade painting its own feelingsand a smile emerges."You never really know anyone" ...
Posted by on Fri, 10 Jul 2009 01:30:00 GMT |
The Perfect Ass |
The words were blurred and stumbled out over my mindbefore I could correct them. Maybe honesty is travesty sometimes.The circus clown blew harder and the animal came to life.Twisted rubber and color m...
Posted by on Sun, 05 Jul 2009 19:47:00 GMT |
Black and Forth |
I don't know what I'm going to say to youthis time. Days fall away and we seem to make it through.I find that if I try hard enough I'll find some kind of lighteven in you.Time wears away at our founda...
Posted by on Tue, 30 Jun 2009 04:46:00 GMT |
Fathers Day |
We spend a life making mistakes.As human beings they will be ours to make-They will require forgiveness.A second chance for the reconciliation of our faults that we can live with.There are so many fac...
Posted by on Sun, 21 Jun 2009 09:34:00 GMT |
Going Where They Have Gone |
In her smallest child voice my daughter says, "Don't be."her eyes a question, and her face a keyand I, well, I didn't really have an answer.Not one I could say with any kind of authority.The one one w...
Posted by on Sat, 23 May 2009 19:07:00 GMT |
Buried |
It surprises you what lies underneathall that skin and bone, facial expressionand history missing pieces of life.Century old passed down from generation tothe next a physical story possesion of the re...
Posted by on Thu, 07 May 2009 17:27:00 GMT |
The Weekend |
You are everything of me in fluid packagegift wrapped in the box of your life.I have been blessed to have known you.What we lack in our desires is nothing important.Days change, seasons merge, flowers...
Posted by on Sun, 26 Apr 2009 03:51:00 GMT |
The One You Don't Know |
A rosebud seranade has blessed your car.The morning rain smells fresh around you.Master Blaster drives by his ear attached to a mobile deviceoblivious to the one he's in.There are many ways to go.Adve...
Posted by on Thu, 23 Apr 2009 02:52:00 GMT |
The Joy of Days |
Images of your own conjuring.Sensory alarm clocks of resonant thoughts.The way ice cream melts around the edge of a bowlor the fear of feeling you are lost.But you are not.Wondering if you have found ...
Posted by on Mon, 13 Apr 2009 01:20:00 GMT |
