The Journey of The Velvet Butterfly |
The Journey of The Velvet ButterflyA land of tall, lush, green, wild grasses sways to the whims of the winds which run freely like the beasts of the Great Plains once did. Gently the blades of grass b...
Posted by on Sun, 07 Sep 2008 08:57:00 GMT |
Dancing Ciphers |
Dancing CiphersA heartless fool has frozen the free flowing waters that used to run unimpeded in the sinuous curves of the ancient river bed that fills the stony wells of Mind's kingdom. It happened o...
Posted by on Sat, 16 Feb 2008 02:09:00 GMT |
Petite Flame |
A dirty old window at street level feeds a faint light to a dark basement apartment. The cobble stone street, lined with historic buildings and dark leafy trees, is damp from recent rain. Water vapor ...
Posted by on Wed, 14 Feb 2007 20:33:00 GMT |
The Poet's Trip |
Toiling alone in his crowded, dark apartment in a run down section of downtown, he forges the words that bring his craft to life. Stacks of books and notes tower everywhere inside. There is no phone, ...
Posted by on Sun, 05 Nov 2006 03:20:00 GMT |
Seeds of bliss |
I look up and see the darkest of skies. No telling when night begins and day ends. To my surprise a crack begins to form in the thick clouds. Golden light comes through it. The sky begins to cry its s...
Posted by on Sun, 08 Oct 2006 20:54:00 GMT |
Winter Bloom |
In my slumber i saw a single drop of pure awareness plummet with the cold, turbulent waters of the falls. It went airborne, free and untainted for the longest minute i've ever felt. It left behind its...
Posted by on Sun, 03 Sep 2006 01:10:00 GMT |
Collapse |
Stabbing gaze piercing the foul house. Foul shelter of deception. Harbor of illusions posing as haven but you are nothing but peril. I got you on my sight. I'm ready to obliterate what doesn't al...
Posted by on Sun, 06 Aug 2006 22:11:00 GMT |
Only a Half |
In this world full of vice
i've been told to heed this advice:
to not become one of the half-wise.
For it is an abomination to the eyes
to see how people don't realize
what imbalance they have ...
Posted by on Thu, 22 Jun 2006 20:17:00 GMT |
Vibratory Annihilation |
This is dedicated to the mother fucker i read about in the newspaper. The one that thinks he is so close to god yet is the one farthest away from the source. Him and his kind, the ones that feel so pi...
Posted by on Sun, 23 Apr 2006 00:56:00 GMT |
Strange Musings From a Strange Man |
The eyes are the gateway to the soul, so the saying goes and in my flesh i know this to be true. Faces in hiding behind theatrical masks await in fear as they witness their disguise me...
Posted by on Tue, 21 Mar 2006 21:12:00 GMT |
