We all fall down. For my Friend Sean .(RIP) |
We all fall down.
Once we stand up
on our own two feet.
We take our first steps
playing out on History
We all fall down
and for as long as we can,.
we get back up again.
&nbs...
Posted by on Tue, 25 Mar 2008 11:12:00 GMT |
Off we go into the wild wild wild |
Well its time to go Im all packed up and hitting the road
going only where the whim may go or wind may blow
Ive been feeling that itch at the bottoms of my soles
Time to flee from this wretched snow ...
Posted by on Sat, 01 Mar 2008 15:56:00 GMT |
Poems from broken homes |
Poems from broken homes,
(Terza Rima)>
Everybody's got a tale to tell
About how growing up their
Childhood was a living hell
Parents who didn't seem to care,
Strung out on work or drugs
Or just...
Posted by on Tue, 19 Feb 2008 08:44:00 GMT |
Just another Cover-band |
Just another lousy cover band
Playing songs written by another's hand
Here in the spotlight I stand
Just following a business plan
I've got some songs I learned to play
You can hear them ev...
Posted by on Thu, 31 Jan 2008 11:02:00 GMT |
That person |
Such filth and heated diatribe forced out your mouth and eyesas if by using never ending criesan ongoing struggle to prove you exist , as if, see you,let you constantly share the minut'ee of your past...
Posted by on Thu, 17 Jan 2008 08:50:00 GMT |
Morrison |
Few noticed his meteoric rise to flame ,outnot like a nova ,more like a single match extinguished in purist darknesswith a firm finality,complete departurefrom this reality.the ripples of his pas...
Posted by on Thu, 17 Jan 2008 08:37:00 GMT |
one time |
Forward back thru timeyears roll back in double timecracking facades so long refinedconfronted by points of view that originate outside of youMemories become suspect corrupted by time neglectA tree mi...
Posted by on Thu, 17 Jan 2008 08:23:00 GMT |
to the tune of |
To the tune of that song ...you can take out the garbage you can fix my caryou can give me your balls in a mason jar she says hey I aint goin down she says no way-ay-ay-ayno way-ay...
Posted by on Thu, 17 Jan 2008 08:09:00 GMT |
GEO-CEO |
In the days of shattered godsunder threat of suicide bombswhen hope does fade and darkness reignscorporations feed on the remainsIn glass towers that pierce the skypoliticians pass the media liesto ti...
Posted by on Thu, 17 Jan 2008 09:09:00 GMT |
Demons |
Can you fly with the demons maybe sail with the saintsbelong to one or the other and yet not carry the taint Hey I can live for everand I will never die
I was born poor white trailer trashand its been...
Posted by on Sun, 13 Jan 2008 14:20:00 GMT |
