suspended moments in time |
sometimes in life moments transpire that just can't be caught on film. things that only "we" will get to see or experience. these are the moments that fill our hearts and uplift our spirits. they are ...
Posted by on Sat, 27 Jun 2009 18:29:00 GMT |
Buried In A Bottle |
I smell with one nose, an ancient black rose, a memory lingering, briefly exposed.I see with two eyes, through shadows and lies, a secret revealing, wrapped in a disguise.I hear with my ears, three fa...
Posted by on Thu, 25 Jun 2009 11:30:00 GMT |
thoughts of yesterpast |
Voices echoing, can..t shake them out hard as i try. Images bombard my thoughts of this time or that, of this self-sabotage or that malicious word aimed at the disintegration of my spirit. Know that t...
Posted by on Thu, 28 Aug 2008 17:44:00 GMT |
the Pure Life |
My legs are aching, my heels still burn w- fresh blisters, my eyelids are heavy and my body feels as if it has just taken part in one of the most intense love-sessions of it..s entire life. I feel spe...
Posted by on Thu, 28 Aug 2008 17:41:00 GMT |
a special thank you, |
likes wisps of smoke in my chest i feel the pain constantly. it doesn't cause me discomfort nor do i wish it away, in fact i welcome it. i'm so glad i can feel. i'm so glad i can cry. i'm so glad i ca...
Posted by on Thu, 15 May 2008 20:46:00 GMT |
...? |
Phone rings
Heart seizes
Fingers reach
-*glance down*-
stomach lurches
Yearn for your voice
Strain to hear your words
Time has stopped
still I wait
-*patience*-
Fingers lace
Heart beats
Phone is silen...
Posted by on Sun, 20 Apr 2008 06:56:00 GMT |
in my head |
screech screech screeeeEEEEEEEEEEch! what is that infernal banter? ugh, i shudder at the noise. close the window. enh, it's kind of methodical. clouds circle in my skull making up my brain. thunderbol...
Posted by on Sun, 20 Apr 2008 06:01:00 GMT |
blast from the past... |
Crystal ashes fall from the heavens,
Eyes are clouded can't see my intentions.
Believe my lies as the façade shines,
Even as anger arises from infinite mines.
Feel my xistence misuse its shape,
never-...
Posted by on Tue, 26 Feb 2008 05:06:00 GMT |
rainbows in my eye... |
the crows were following me today. at every turn there they were... i wanted to nap before shedding today but it just wasn't in the cards. prior to laying down in the car i went to clean it out only t...
Posted by on Fri, 08 Feb 2008 13:45:00 GMT |
as the days go by... |
... i watch them hurtle towards something spectacular, something grand. wood that smells of warmth and soul and darkness and the heavens. the grain that swirls sound into a whirlpool of emotion emptyi...
Posted by on Wed, 06 Feb 2008 20:45:00 GMT |
