Conversation with Martin |
"Ok, he says, as we sit,on the bench just inside Prospect Park. One thing about me that no one else knows. I glanced at him briefly,refocusing quickly on my coffee.No need to appear so eager.Truth be...
Posted by on Wed, 25 Feb 2009 12:16:00 GMT |
In Five Words or Less |
Dartingagainst lightpoised in darknessclose the eyes to seeopen them to hide oneself.Sufferingprofitable knowledgelearn from mistakesventure one step forwardfall off with senses heightened.Disconnecte...
Posted by on Sat, 29 Nov 2008 09:37:00 GMT |
Unlikely Peaches |
When I awake each morningSun shining through the blindsI'm screaming under my coversThe light allowing my fears to findThe weakness I struggle then fail to conquer.And it's unlikely peachesBecause I'm...
Posted by on Sat, 29 Nov 2008 10:03:00 GMT |
To Give In...Or Not to Give In |
Yesterday I looked in the mirrorI saw a lonely face,Nothing around me familiarI was in a different place.I explored and went the distanceBut unfortunately for me,I could never change this entity insid...
Posted by on Wed, 24 Sep 2008 16:21:00 GMT |
Thoughts... |
Smiles, Tears,Anger, Fears,Proof of the living.Handshakes, Deals, Yelps and Squeals,Rewards of the giving.Blackened walls,Corrupted calls,All involved with lying.Muffled moans,Silenced groans,Sounds o...
Posted by on Wed, 24 Sep 2008 15:58:00 GMT |
Bricks |
As he handed me the hammerI looked in his eyesHe was crying.I removed the tool from his handPromised to put it to good useSilently, I walked away.The sun refused to rest on the wallIt's heat reduced b...
Posted by on Sat, 06 Sep 2008 05:58:00 GMT |
If you ever read this... |
If you ever read this,You will know it was meant for you.So much time lost,And those were the moments we were together.How hard would it have been to share more,Opening up my vulnerabilities for you t...
Posted by on Wed, 20 Aug 2008 16:24:00 GMT |
The Meaning of My Life |
From my first breath I realized,I was that much closer to my last.At a young age I was certain I knew,The meaning of my life.Unfortunately for me,I understood it to be a journey to my death.All I took...
Posted by on Thu, 07 Aug 2008 07:27:00 GMT |
Present.... |
There are many reminders of my past some good, some not so good.I look at you, I think of you, I smile, sometimes I even blush.You are the present...
Posted by on Sun, 20 Jul 2008 05:37:00 GMT |
Lie |
Lying runs well in my family.Like a sprinter towards the finish line,records are often broken.I've never possessed this gift,but I've yearned to.Look someone in the eye,just to tell him something he w...
Posted by on Tue, 15 Jul 2008 06:24:00 GMT |
