bits and pieces. |
these are, admittedly, not my best work, but i'm rusty. i've got to get my feel for words back. these blurbs wouldn't let me sleep till they were written. i hope you enjoy the insight into my flaws th...
Posted by on Tue, 21 Apr 2009 22:16:00 GMT |
who you are. |
and shortly i longed to be them,and realized that i cannot be. because i am not. and if i were, then i would be. and that is all there is.These are the things I think about when I am truly r...
Posted by on Tue, 19 Feb 2008 22:45:00 GMT |
the ghost of winters passed. |
a sad song's fuel to move my boneson dull and clouded walks alonethrough middle winter iceless rain.these months may never be the same.i wonder if there'll come a daywhen I'll see snow that falls...
Posted by on Mon, 18 Feb 2008 10:05:00 GMT |
between days |
4 am will often find mestaring at this screenlost between the glass, the wordsthe miles in between.
music hums the melody thatholds me above sleep.and room and time to think things outcan move my hear...
Posted by on Wed, 13 Feb 2008 00:59:00 GMT |
like fire |
this night smells like fire.
familiar smoke from nowhere.
exciting and unsettling.
still, captivating.
this night feels like purpose.
free time meets free spirit.
cars and stars,
life lived.
...
Posted by on Sun, 27 Jan 2008 00:11:00 GMT |
word play |
I wrote this poem around March '07. I never shared it because I have no confidence in my writing.
i long for brilliant words of my owni want desperately to make statementsto change minds.TO MOVE YOU.b...
Posted by on Sat, 19 Jan 2008 14:30:00 GMT |
some days |
I still can't seem to take things serious enough to be the interesting person I think I'm capable of becoming. So is life, I guess.
Posted by on Fri, 28 Dec 2007 21:57:00 GMT |
"Webster's defines.." |
Why are there so many ways to define a person? Name, age, gender, political affiliation, birth sign, marital status, financial class, job title, and the list goes on. Recently, in light of this realiz...
Posted by on Tue, 27 Mar 2007 23:14:00 GMT |
"Fame is the thirst of youth." |
I hate meeting people in bands.I love it and I hate it all at the same time.When I meet someone it means the world to me. I look up to them, I admire them, I would love to know them. It is the highlig...
Posted by on Tue, 19 Dec 2006 06:28:00 GMT |
Always, Sometimes, Never. |
It's hard to change who you are and keep everyone happy at the same time. It's hard to tell someone that they don't know you anymore.It's hard to be honest all the time.It's hard to grow up.All I...
Posted by on Mon, 27 Nov 2006 20:20:00 GMT |
