old poem, newly edited. |
Words are the fuel and writing's the flame that, heating, expands my thoughts, concentrated. The mind, a balloon, and my mental flight. When the words I write (the fuel a liquid) there mus...
Posted by on Wed, 11 Oct 2006 20:29:00 GMT |
theyre coming |
this isnt paranoiafor the first timei fearand though i say theyre comingdoesnt mean theyre notalready here
Posted by on Sat, 16 Sep 2006 02:58:00 GMT |
just a dream |
i had an interesting dream last night.
i was outside. i was running. it was cold and dark, but visible still by moonlight. the terrain was the sort of a high altitude desert. i was running, seek...
Posted by on Sun, 03 Sep 2006 23:52:00 GMT |
kings and pawns |
I seek only to be a pawn to my King. I can never see the entire chess board. I am given my one sqaure to guard. When my King sees fit, I advance only forward only one square, and I w...
Posted by on Tue, 29 Aug 2006 21:08:00 GMT |
life is beautiful |
someone at work (On the Border restaraunt) told me that they could tell that i love life. that is such a huge compliment, and i am thrilled that i leave that impression.
i am surrounded by such a...
Posted by on Sat, 12 Aug 2006 22:39:00 GMT |
Do your worst! |
Life is a storm, my young friend, and you will bask in a sunlight one moment and be shattered on the rocks the next. What makes you a man is what you do when that storm comes. You mus...
Posted by on Tue, 01 Aug 2006 22:55:00 GMT |
one thing |
if there is one thing true about my God, it is love.
Posted by on Tue, 11 Jul 2006 21:59:00 GMT |
i always say the wrong way |
many things have continued to change. some things anticipated, some things unfortunate. some are exciting, others i clench my fist every time i think of them. and you know me, im always thinking too m...
Posted by on Mon, 29 May 2006 01:37:00 GMT |
beyond contestation |
Against All Odds
How can I just let you walk away, just let you leave without a trace When I stand here taking every breath with youYou're the only one who really knew me at all How can you just walk ...
Posted by on Sun, 07 May 2006 17:42:00 GMT |
a thousand thoughts miscommunicated |
oh damn. freeverse poetry... that stuff is brutal.
there are a thousand thoughts in my head right now, but none can coalesce. im not even sure what im thinking about. im trying to think of a reason t...
Posted by on Thu, 04 May 2006 00:30:00 GMT |
