WATCHING THE CLOCK (Someday Came) |
written in April 2002I dont know where you came from, but it must be the same place I came from,you said.I havent looked away since.Sorry I cant go see your band play tonight, Sweetie --My hairs n...
Posted by on Wed, 09 Apr 2008 13:34:00 GMT |
"GIRLS, WHO ARE BOYS, WHO LIKE BOYS TO BE GIRLS..." |
(continued from previous post)Finally I met my little work-friend Nate. I say little in reference to his youth -- the way I would say little brother -- and certainly not to his size, as he was towerin...
Posted by on Fri, 14 Mar 2008 13:21:00 GMT |
"MAKE THE WHITE QUEEN RUN SO FAST SHE HASN’T GOT TIME TO MAKE YOU A WIFE." (1971) Jon Anderson |
In the summer of 1998, I had finally found a temporary oasis. By then it had been a full year since my long-overdue departure from an outgrown relationship. It was the ideal split -- gradual and amica...
Posted by on Fri, 14 Mar 2008 13:11:00 GMT |
MOM! DAD! LOOK AT WHAT I CAN DO! |
One summer I had a weekend overnight temp job at a data storage company where the only required task was to watch a computer screen all night to make sure all the messages on it were showing up in the...
Posted by on Fri, 14 Mar 2008 13:06:00 GMT |
A LONG TALE/TAIL |
I remember one time having had trouble seeing where I’d like to begin and end the lines of one of my poems. When writing free-verse, the arrangement of each line influences the overall feel and ...
Posted by on Fri, 14 Mar 2008 07:54:00 GMT |
THERE ARE NO DEMIGODS... THERE ARE NO DEMIGODS... THERE ARE... |
written in May 1997You must bea starI can’t climb to you out thereJust as well...we’re all warned when we’re youngwe’d go blind if we wereto stare at one up closeLike the Sun -...
Posted by on Sun, 02 Mar 2008 11:50:00 GMT |
