"THE DREAD" |
I'M BORN TO THE WORKS OF ANGER AND DARKNESSI HAVE THE UNCANNY ABILITY TO BESTOW DREAD UPON THOSE AROUND MEDARKNESS IS MY TRUE NAMEFOR I MAKE NONE HAPPYTHERE CANNOT BE A CHOICE TO DISAGREEI SIMPLY AM T... Posted by on Sat, 10 Oct 2009 09:45:00 GMT |
"TAKEN" |
LIGHTS TICKING DOWN THE HIGHWAY SIGNSRICKETTY FENCE POSTS SAILING BY AT SMOOTH INTERVALSRUSTY BARN ROOFS OF THE DYING FARMLANDSTIRED, ABANDONED TRACTORS SPREAD SPORADIC ACROSS THE COUNTRYSIDEROLLS OF... Posted by on Sat, 10 Oct 2009 09:14:00 GMT |
SORROWED GRACE |
MY LIFE HAS BEEN A PAINFUL ONE, STARTING FROM A CHILDREGRETS, I HAVE, THAT MY MOTHER WAS NOT MILDSCARS ACROSS MY SOULSLASHES AT MY HEARTTHEY ALL CAME UPON ME FROM THE VERY STARTI LOOK JUST LIKE MY FAT... Posted by on Sat, 10 Oct 2009 07:34:00 GMT |
BATTLE OF THE HEART |
She is pure beauty
She has captured me and enraptured me
She plays the pictures of herself in my minds eye and I cannot escape, nor would I if I could
I have found love, and the battle of the heart be... Posted by on Wed, 30 Apr 2008 02:35:00 GMT |
THE MIST |
I AM THE MIST
INVISIBLE TO MOST
IF I WERE TO DISAPPEAR, WOULD ANYONE EVEN NOTICE?
I BECOME THE MIST
THE MIST DISIPPATES AND BECOMES CLEAR AIR
IT TURNS TO NOTHING BUT BREATH
I AM THE MIST, EMPTY... Posted by on Wed, 30 Apr 2008 02:01:00 GMT |
USED |
There are people in this world who act only on their own desires wants and greed
They care not whom they harm along the way, as long as they are kept in comfort
They can destroy a person and ne... Posted by on Sun, 06 Apr 2008 15:04:00 GMT |
The Texan |
GEORGIA, MY FAVORITE PLACE TO BE
DEEP IN THE HEART OF TEXAS
IN GOD’S SERENE COUNTRY
GEORGIA, THE BEST THERE IS TO OFFER
FLAXEN LIKE FIELDS OF GOLDEN WHEAT
DROPS OF HONEY TO MAKE IT ... Posted by on Thu, 27 Mar 2008 23:52:00 GMT |
TIDES |
IN THIS WORLD OF EVER CHANGING TIDES AND TIMES
ONE MUST STRUGGLE JUST TO KEEP AFLOAT
THOSE OF LOVE ACT AS OUR JACKET OF LIFE
TO HELP US KEEP OUR HEADS ABOVE THE RAGING WATERS
By Zachary Rice Posted by on Tue, 15 Jan 2008 02:34:00 GMT |
MY DOVE |
THERE IS A LONESOME DOVE I KNOW
SHE BROKE HER WING BUT A BIT AGO
IT WAS SHE WHO FOUND ME
I DID NOT EXPECT IT
BUT I FELL IN LOVE THE MOMENT I MET IT
THIS LONESOME DOVE HAD A BROKEN HEART
JUST AW... Posted by on Thu, 10 Jan 2008 01:47:00 GMT |
In Memory of Vicky Grandy |
AS SOFT AS THE GENTLE AUTUMN BREEZE
AS BEAUTIFUL AS THE MOST PRECIOUS SPRING FLOWER
SHE GLIDES THROUGH THE AIR
FOREVER ON MY MIND
I CLOSE MY EYES AND MEMORIES ENTRAP ME
CAREFREE DAYS OF A YOUTH... Posted by on Mon, 07 Jan 2008 03:50:00 GMT |