A Tree |
I see an earth love.A strong disposition to be deeper than you can imagine,An array of colors and patterns that can never be captured again,A timeless sage in a sageless time,A bridge from earth to sk... Posted by The New Renaissance on Sat, 09 Feb 2008 06:52:00 PST |
Just Breathe |
I am alive, I am breathingThe windows are openAnd the wind is blowingAnd I am sitting here hopingThe sun is settingThe trees are dancing& We are sitting her lettingOur eyes go glancingBut I'll be ... Posted by The New Renaissance on Fri, 08 Feb 2008 09:47:00 PST |
Discontent |
City lights, a vast landscape of blindfolded midless zombies,not quite the undead, but damn close, oh the lights, oh the bright lights, illuminating the faces, not mine, no not mine...never.simply a g... Posted by The New Renaissance on Thu, 10 Jan 2008 04:44:00 PST |
Change |
This is a rough draft.
Get up! Wake up, now!
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Like any great story this one begins with my best friend barging into my room shouting.
I sprung out of bed, as if I had just realized I was mi... Posted by The New Renaissance on Sun, 04 Nov 2007 04:38:00 PST |
A Bit Troubled |
Trouble, don't you come round here no more.My God, you're trouble - I'm sick of crying on the floor.Oh, Trouble, don't you come here anymore.Hold me closer Trouble, what else are you good for?I love y... Posted by The New Renaissance on Thu, 01 Nov 2007 08:53:00 PST |
During Our Midnight Rendezvous |
Let's talk of something new tonight.I have grown tired of our old respite.Let's not talk of pain or strife, nor of the armies that unite.Nay, not even of love should we speak tonight!No, tonight let's... Posted by The New Renaissance on Thu, 01 Nov 2007 08:51:00 PST |
I’ve Never Experienced Anything Like This Before |
We changed our world tonightHit by the flourescant lightWe changed the world tonightAs the sound hit our stomachsOur world was shattered& created anew, & this newWorld is so beautiful & br... Posted by The New Renaissance on Thu, 01 Nov 2007 07:45:00 PST |
The Unfulfilled Lives of Others |
Jack was on his coffee break, and the mug his mother had sent him declared such. "Don't ask me about work (I'm on my coffee break)," is what it read. The parenthetical statement of explanation was cle... Posted by The New Renaissance on Tue, 23 Oct 2007 08:25:00 PST |
Done For |
And so when they camethey stripped all awaythey didn't want usthey just wanted our heartsso they tied us upthey took the children awaywe didn't know what was to comeon that faithful daythe screams ran... Posted by The New Renaissance on Tue, 23 Oct 2007 08:23:00 PST |
How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Stealth Bomb |
Deception has always been one of the most valuable tools of warfare. It can change the outcome of the most unfair conflicts in favor of the underdog. This holds true in all battles, proven several tim... Posted by The New Renaissance on Tue, 23 Oct 2007 08:20:00 PST |