A passion of time | 
Originally written as a birthday card to a friend of mine 10/11/2001
A passion of time
 
Age is but an emblem.
A symbol denoting time spent 
Learning everything viable.
Age is uninhibited.
Uncons... Posted by  on Fri, 17 Feb 2006 16:03:00 GMT | 
Here Kitty! | 
Here Kitty
 11/05/2005
 
I drive down the rode in what feels like a race against time. Destruction surrounds me as I glimpse on at havoc surreal. Full trees hanging from power lines, electri... Posted by  on Fri, 09 Dec 2005 03:38:00 GMT | 
Distracted | 
 
Distracted
09/09/2005
 
Darkness fills the sky quickly as the crash of thunder comes into play. I sit perched upon my roost high above the prey below waiting and watching. Like an animal I... Posted by  on Sun, 11 Sep 2005 11:13:00 GMT | 
Released on good behavior | 
Released on good Behavior 
09/08/2005
 
 
Its been years since I have seen a woman of this magnitude and devotion. *Gasp* I throw back the covers and breath in the cool air, sweat pouring d... Posted by  on Sun, 11 Sep 2005 11:10:00 GMT | 
The stroll home | 
The stroll home
09/06/05
 
Its late and I have been out all night, the bar keeps starts to wipe down the tables giving me my subtle clue that the nights winding down. I swish down the last of my... Posted by  on Tue, 06 Sep 2005 01:03:00 GMT | 
Empty Room | 
Empty Room
09/05/05
 
She stands near a broken window, half burnt cig clenched in her fingers, puffing away like a freight train running late.
Sitting at a table I catch whiff of her sent from ac... Posted by  on Mon, 05 Sep 2005 23:29:00 GMT | 
To Cry in Silence | 
To Cry in Silence (title: 2002)
 
(Text: 07/12/04)
On my day of birth innocence survived.
On his day of death in silence I cried.
This was to be the beginning and not the end
 Taken early go... Posted by  on Fri, 02 Sep 2005 01:05:00 GMT | 
Today's Lesson | 
Todays Lesson
 
As we are born to live.
We are also born to die.
 
And though we spend so much on learning
Forgotten it becomes 
That we are all teachers alike,
Young and old.
 
The m... Posted by  on Fri, 02 Sep 2005 01:02:00 GMT | 
Dream Again | 
Dream Again
 
Today the dreamer dies&
 
 
Some dreams are met,
And others forgotten.
 
Some are put on hold,
 And yet few are impossible.
 
Dreams dont really die,
Peopl... Posted by  on Fri, 02 Sep 2005 01:01:00 GMT | 
Beautifully Gifted | 
Beautifully Gifted
 
Two blue lakes 
Of perfect circumference
So clear you can see
Their soul.
Surrounded by a smooth tan desert
Free of tracked blemishes,
But Oso alive you can sense their hung... Posted by  on Thu, 01 Sep 2005 22:55:00 GMT |