Time |
It's been a while since I posted any blog...The majority of my blogs are poetic but today I decided to to write one in the first person...I must tell you theres no plan as I'm writing this its a ...
Posted by on Thu, 21 Aug 2008 01:40:00 GMT |
Beauty and the ad-men |
The Ad-men say&we can outfox time,
stall gravity and cellular degeneration,
that sag breasts
etches lines.
On faces frozen
by botox and fear
of the ravaging effects
of each passing year.
...
Posted by on Sun, 16 Mar 2008 06:04:00 GMT |
Goddess:mother of all |
Reclined on a velvet blacket,
in silver moondust hues...
This immortal coquette serenely smiles
though bald and wild.
The original siren,
the rotund belly of all motherkind.
She is the three fa...
Posted by on Tue, 26 Feb 2008 01:49:00 GMT |
Dirty Laundry |
I survey the mound of dirty laundry
with distaste, a mixed load of
soiled knickers and odd socks,
all stained and strewn askew,
like the jumble of my thoughts
tossed aside, used and dirty on
t...
Posted by on Tue, 19 Feb 2008 01:06:00 GMT |
A profile of a serial killer? |
The scope of man has no boundary
His mind an ocean.
The thresholds of humanity,
To space and time open.
Can we sail upon the waves?
Those crashing waves.
Or to become engulfed,
In conscience and guilt...
Posted by on Tue, 15 Jan 2008 07:39:00 GMT |
Untold Tale |
Lulled by her ebb and flow,
coveting the shore,her
avaricious under current,
concealed deep,deep
beneath her tranquil beauty.
A murderous harlot.
she seduces with
her sweet siren song;
our wayw...
Posted by on Thu, 27 Dec 2007 07:33:00 GMT |
Days |
Before time came,only darkness...
Yet genisis does say
the heavens were created in a day...
Can this really be done?
did time pecede the sun?
Eternity already languidly stretched out,
unhurried by nor...
Posted by on Wed, 26 Dec 2007 08:24:00 GMT |
Bones |
Am I bones?...
46 chromosomes,
rung's in DNA strands.
Some kind of Jacob's ladder;
To what?
Heaven,
some distant neuron,
of an over sized Neanderthal brain,
of this dumb universe.
Am I onl...
Posted by on Wed, 19 Dec 2007 06:40:00 GMT |
Ode To The Lonliest |
Before the tide of my eyes drowned us,
the dead, fallen leaves surround us.
You let me fall,
to be enveloped in that old shallow grave.
Let me decompose,
and then,
unearthed me,
gave me life ag...
Posted by on Thu, 13 Dec 2007 03:09:00 GMT |
The company of Wolves |
While still a babe in our mother's arms,..
we are told ..."stick only to the path, dear, speak only to wolves
you know."
We are told this in fables, as most children are,
that wolves live in the...
Posted by on Wed, 12 Dec 2007 11:32:00 GMT |
