i remember you, denise |
i don't remember much from those weeks
but i remember you
i felt so small in that hospital corridor
but you were there by my side
so it didn't matter how little i felt
i still stood strong
i don't rem...
Posted by Danniella on Sat, 12 May 2007 03:21:00 PST |
happy poem for hymen |
puppys and kittens
stuffed with cotton candy
atop a hill of jelly beans
underneath
a rainbow
arching overhead
children laughing
bluejays chirping
i found a nest
of robin's eggs
i put it back
up in the...
Posted by Danniella on Mon, 07 May 2007 04:05:00 PST |
haiku for her |
i was hugry when
you were near it's how i know
you were never there
Posted by Danniella on Sat, 05 May 2007 11:29:00 PST |
memory |
i think there is something wrong with me. when i am watching the t.v. envious of a girl on the screen. who has lost her memory. she doesn't know where she comes from. no recollection of heartache and ...
Posted by Danniella on Fri, 04 May 2007 09:38:00 PST |
an accident |
she was a tragic accident
that happened on the way
to me being okay
from another heartache
a death trap
i sort of fell into
i would like to say
at the end of the day
that i was up above it all
but i...
Posted by Danniella on Mon, 30 Apr 2007 12:33:00 PST |
outsider |
there's a lovely view through the window. all of my friends are inside. they are smiling, laughing, and having a good time. how i would love to join them. to be smiling and la...
Posted by Danniella on Mon, 30 Apr 2007 11:05:00 PST |
no explainations or conversations |
no explainations. no conversations. just done. after more than a year of reinforcing and building. it's gone. there was a fight then the workers were all sent home. told that the work here w...
Posted by Danniella on Sun, 29 Apr 2007 11:29:00 PST |
debate in the parking lot with a bomb |
i can't believe my doctor's office today
became part of the debate
because some extremist "right to life" terrorist
thought it would be
an equal bloody handed exchange
when he left a bomb
in the park...
Posted by Danniella on Fri, 27 Apr 2007 09:31:00 PST |
things die |
things die. people cry. i am swimming in provocations. methaphors for the ones i once adored, but i've no use for them. you are like emptiness, but more. you are that for which i have a comparision fo...
Posted by Danniella on Fri, 27 Apr 2007 04:38:00 PST |
things die |
things die. people cry. i am swimming in provocations. methaphors for the ones i once adored, but i've no use for them. you are like emptiness, but more. you are that for which i have a comparision fo...
Posted by Danniella on Fri, 27 Apr 2007 04:31:00 PST |
