Cellular Bellular |
Ring to me, sing to me
Cellular Bellular
Fill up my spare time
With meaningless noise
I'm such a go-getter
You make my life better
With ringtones by rock bands
I'm drivin' with no hands
&nb...
Posted by on Mon, 29 Dec 2008 18:19:00 GMT |
Screw The Ice |
Well, the weather down here ain't pretty
Freezing rain across the city.
I don't think it's very nice:
Screw the ice! Screw the ice! Screw the ice!
It doesn't show signs of stopping,The bump...
Posted by on Tue, 23 Dec 2008 14:42:00 GMT |
catching the sun |
catching the sun
september fool
on an april day
bedazzled by the glare
staying too long
you knew it was too hot
yet didn't you stay
lulled, cooled
mesmerized by spring breezes
until you got burned
wi...
Posted by on Tue, 13 Feb 2007 20:25:00 GMT |
a cautionary tale |
your mother didn't tell you, little girl
about the kind of boy that uses you up
she didn't warn you
not to run around and play around
with fire; and now you've trapped yourself
no turnin' b...
Posted by on Sun, 24 Feb 2008 18:46:00 GMT |
sleep secrets |
it's a mystery to me
the way you make the sun shine
at three in the morning.
i wanted to tell you then,
but you were sleeping
so soft and beautiful.
i smiled, and silently said
i love you.
...
Posted by on Sun, 24 Feb 2008 18:39:00 GMT |
aye, candy |
it's a lemondrop evening
bittersweet evening
we prattle and hide
stroke and joke
both ill at ease
in a strange and comfortable way
it's a lemondrop night
moving toward a vacuum jar morning
kan...
Posted by on Sun, 24 Feb 2008 18:31:00 GMT |
pensamentos |
if you didn't exist
i would have to invent you
once having imagined you
i cannot imagine
a world without you
carrollton 1/16/04
©john d williams
Posted by on Sun, 24 Feb 2008 18:08:00 GMT |
electricity/dreams |
strong lithe lovely
and the sunshine in your hair
is the electricity
that powers my soul
soft scintillating sensual
and the heat o...
Posted by on Sun, 24 Feb 2008 17:53:00 GMT |
cicada |
there is less to my life
than the larva-ghost
within a locustshell
less than the dust
from an emergent
butterfly wing
where did i go
did i fly away
bright and shining
ephemeral insect
ridin...
Posted by on Mon, 18 Feb 2008 20:35:00 GMT |
Hawking Up Hawking |
a sip of moscato
your smile in a photo
a gershwin lyric
a drowning night
would the bubbles
be quantum foam
are singularities limited
to astrophysics
and 10 to the minus 35th :
why there and ...
Posted by on Mon, 18 Feb 2008 20:30:00 GMT |
