G20 this week, they're all evil bloodsucking scum |
The Unholy DollarOh Yes, Ive prayed in my pseudo atheist wayMaking the Manhattan pilgrimage over to Port AuthorityDowntown down and outs preaching the poverty bluesA dollar for a cup of coffee said t... Posted by on Mon, 30 Mar 2009 08:35:00 GMT |
The Insanity test |
The ability of our innate primate nature Leads me to question the purpose of a brain Our Simian tendencies never seem to mature And higher functioning just drives us insane Im not averse to say... Posted by on Fri, 16 Jan 2009 09:38:00 GMT |
RIP Albert Hoffman |
Deep Wild Nature, I heard the news that he had died todayFather of the problem childHis legacy freed the soaring eagles and bred nature, deep and wildHis post war nectar of delight was inadvertentl... Posted by on Fri, 06 Jun 2008 05:49:00 GMT |
The cult of celebrity |
I really don't get this whole cult of celebrityBeauty achieved through the art of surgerySuperficiality, low or no mentality An extra large helping of insanityNow where's the rationality of that In th... Posted by on Fri, 09 May 2008 05:55:00 GMT |
A little pondering on the nature of lurrrve |
Love’s particle cocktail for Valentines dayMy theory of love, first, we’re all controlled by the forceOur atomic energy levels get over excited by the fallWhile heavy hearts particles are ... Posted by on Thu, 14 Feb 2008 08:36:00 GMT |
The nature of the game |
They want you so madly, so badly at firstThen they discard you so cruelly or even worseThey tell you you're all of they're dreams come trueDown the line they're still smiling as they're lying to youCr... Posted by on Fri, 18 Jan 2008 09:38:00 GMT |
Deeper Understanding |
Man reaches deep into his soul and lays it bare for understanding
Knowing the weaknesses and daring to show that he is weak
Is like looking up the unclimbable mountain
Man searches the pages o... Posted by on Fri, 19 Oct 2007 06:30:00 GMT |
Feels like Autumn now, where was Summer, Sob |
Shades of October
Golden, Auburn and Russet, streaks of orange and red
Highlight a sullen grey sky as the season is shed
Greens and yellows wrinkle to a rustling copper crisp
Silvery breath diffuses a... Posted by on Mon, 01 Oct 2007 04:50:00 GMT |
Saturday afternoon |
Saturday afternoon down the high road..:
Greetings on a busy street filled with the familiar and repeating
sounds of a bustling town, a hustle or two going down
Old dear with a frown
on a f... Posted by on Thu, 16 Aug 2007 05:59:00 GMT |
Harry Patch, The Last Survivor |
A piece on London Tonight inspired me to write for this amazing man. I only hope I did him justice.
Harry Patch, the last survivor looks across the fields of Flanders
His pale marble face... Posted by on Mon, 13 Aug 2007 02:39:00 GMT |