The Current, The Future |
This is what happens when you find yourself in the middle of nowhere, with a new job you have not started yet - but love and start very soon, and find yourself in a recently/relatively sober living si...
Posted by Elizabeth Veleda on Sun, 24 Feb 2008 10:19:00 PST |
A Pile of Leaves, A Scrape on the Leg |
..>..>..>..>..>..>..> Being in the dirt with earth under nails and beads of sweat dripping into eyes, running down your sides - it's something close to simultaneous death and life. ...
Posted by Elizabeth Veleda on Fri, 15 Feb 2008 08:18:00 PST |
The Dandelion |
Tired, yet relentless,I am adaptable and ableto grow anywhere the wind takes me.I've died a thousand deaths in a thousand cities,been pulled at and poisoned,cut down and spit out -Had my head torn off...
Posted by Elizabeth Veleda on Wed, 13 Feb 2008 06:16:00 PST |
Hits Home Every Time |
It's never fun to watch a junkie die. Hard to see strangers die a strangled death of herion filled balloons and rubber bands...and it's even harder to see a loved one go that route. Still quiet ...
Posted by Elizabeth Veleda on Tue, 05 Feb 2008 10:28:00 PST |
Gods Cuntry |
She took a sip of beer, ran the razor through warm water, and threw her leg up on the counter - looking back to him in the mirror, with her most enunciated voice ""extraordinary claims, require ...
Posted by Elizabeth Veleda on Thu, 31 Jan 2008 04:22:00 PST |
Country Compilations 2,3, and 4 |
So I've 3 country compilations I'm getting ready to send.One is pretty much all songs about Texas (with a oooh las vegas and a couple other thrown in to the mix) and is titled T for Texas - a Jimmy Ro...
Posted by Elizabeth Veleda on Mon, 28 Jan 2008 08:48:00 PST |
And Shell Never Do Dishes at Christmas Again |
And think back to all the holidays.She never had much. A junkie mother of two boys who blew her welfare checks on drugs and always relied on mom to bail her out - what with the kids and all, can't go...
Posted by Elizabeth Veleda on Sun, 23 Dec 2007 03:15:00 PST |
thoughts pass through dormant mountains |
a couple drinks and thoughts deep and wanting to call it a night, give some grace. more than likely pulled tomorrow.....for edit, you know.
it's a shame the cowboys didn't make a better g...
Posted by Elizabeth Veleda on Mon, 19 Nov 2007 07:54:00 PST |
Damned Holy Fools |
Who can say why some memories remain and others seem to dissipate with the minutes of the day. What of the ones that do remain? Are they really only half memories, or maybe entirely false...
Posted by Elizabeth Veleda on Sun, 11 Nov 2007 08:04:00 PST |
Pilgrims, Indians, Cowboys and Frontiers |
I think it was two-thirty am, though it could have been three-thirty, but that's besides the point. I was asleep and in the middle of the night awoke to loud booming sounds coming from the ...
Posted by Elizabeth Veleda on Tue, 13 Nov 2007 09:58:00 PST |
