The statement of a clearly misguided child |
"Sometimes you just need to write people off. Don't concern yourself with their feelings towards you (or lack thereof), or the hurt they may have put you through(heedless of your sacrifices or your fe...
Posted by on Mon, 28 Apr 2008 06:07:00 GMT |
Positively 4th Street |
POSITIVELY 4th STREET
Bob Dylan
You got a lotta nerveTo say you are my friendWhen I was downYou just stood there grinningYou got a lotta nerveTo say you got a helping hand to lendYou just want ...
Posted by on Sat, 12 Apr 2008 17:42:00 GMT |
Willy the Shake |
Sonnet XVII
Shall I compare thee to a summers day?
Thou art more lovely and more temprate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summers lease hath all too short a date:
S...
Posted by on Tue, 05 Dec 2006 18:14:00 GMT |
It's a Long Way Downstream |
It's a Long Way Downstream
S. Heaney
Baby you tell me
that you can't come see me.
And i know the reasons
you're playing coy with me;
and that's okay.
Did you get somthin' more
from...
Posted by on Mon, 14 Aug 2006 01:00:00 GMT |
The Parting Glass |
The Parting Glass
All the money that ere i've spent
I've spent it in good company.
And all the harm that ere i've done
alas it was to none but me.
And all I've done
for want of wit,
to memory n...
Posted by on Mon, 26 Jun 2006 09:55:00 GMT |
<workinprogress> |
And i loved
the way you looked
with the rain falling down on you that night,
and i loved the way
that you smiled when you said
that you're dreaming of me when you're lying in bed.
And i knew ...
Posted by on Sat, 01 Apr 2006 08:22:00 GMT |
It Makes No Difference |
It Makes No Difference
It makes no diff'rence where I turn I can't get over you and the flame still burns It makes no diff'rence, night o...
Posted by on Tue, 14 Mar 2006 18:12:00 GMT |
A Few Times Now |
A Few Times Now
Well it's just another
song about maria.
And nothing but cliche
in these lines that i sing.
Well you're only as good
as your word girl;
and i gave you forever
when you took that ring....
Posted by on Thu, 09 Mar 2006 22:57:00 GMT |
An Excerpt |
Still,
it was beautiful to be alive.
Goldmond plucked a small purple flower in the grass,
held it to his eyes and peered into the tiny,
narrow chalice;
veins ran through it,
hairthin tiny organs lived...
Posted by on Wed, 08 Mar 2006 18:41:00 GMT |
And an angel of God said unto me, "Behold, The Fallen!" |
They are everywhere and nowhere, and they act always with a vengeance.If you can, don't let them notice you, or your life will be filled with regret.They stalk those who prey upon them, therefore hide...
Posted by on Thu, 09 Feb 2006 17:48:00 GMT |
