To Bella |
Quiet stares and cold glaresIs their nothing to thrill you?Nothing to make you wink twiceI’ve buried myself in understandingThe frustration of concentratingHollow and vital as I&rsqu...
Posted by on Mon, 17 Mar 2008 12:55:00 GMT |
A Pale Gray Day |
A fool in bad dreams but can't he guide you to taste the gold?He thinks its sprinkled in the very air that the dust has conjured for breathingWith some defiance a clustered version of heaven...
Posted by on Wed, 27 Feb 2008 23:15:00 GMT |
Snowman, Dentist? |
I remember at the age of 12 of being in the dentist. I think everyone has the disheartening experience while having their teeth examined. I felt that I made my teeth rotten for a reason....
Posted by on Tue, 18 Dec 2007 19:00:00 GMT |
St. Xavier Hall |
It was amusing when I sat around unpacking my hampered clothes The thought of running around last minute before I came to Rhode Island The clean clothes lodged me into the early September r...
Posted by on Thu, 04 Oct 2007 08:38:00 GMT |
Home |
Home has its an enchanting new breathe of air, my lungs are strong to climb above mesas and above all; man and machine. The sun's playful glow shines on my back when I work outside. The co...
Posted by on Wed, 15 Aug 2007 10:16:00 GMT |
Providence Says Hi |
lol @ category: life. I looked at the evening sky while I was packing for a place I like to call home. Faintly the taste of Rhode Island burns with utter qualities I dream about. The view...
Posted by on Wed, 16 May 2007 18:33:00 GMT |
In Mind For Time |
There is a part of the library that is silent and thought relenting, there is a part where only the haunting sound is your heartbeating faster to the sound of music being play...
Posted by on Wed, 25 Apr 2007 18:04:00 GMT |
For You I Believe |
I'm guessing this will be divided up to lyrics or poems and it will give more details.
For You I Believe
By: Donovan Pete
Where do I go from here?My broken body...
Posted by on Mon, 02 Apr 2007 20:00:00 GMT |
Ahh...memories. |
The category would be sort of a 'dream' but mostly a day dream.
Well where can I start.
It was the mid-spring season where I was enthralled in ...
Posted by on Thu, 15 Feb 2007 07:06:00 GMT |
