Fonework. |
Staticcc.Beeeping...With lots and lots ofLaughing. ...
Posted by ttocsrolyt. on Thu, 05 Jun 2008 04:16:00 PST |
To ------. |
We don't have to be alone anymore.If we can find why we're here -Or what brought usTogether -Without even a momentTo know if it's real...Then we don't have to be apart.We don't have to be distant.We d...
Posted by ttocsrolyt. on Thu, 05 Jun 2008 02:53:00 PST |
Alone. |
From childhood's hour I have not beenAs others were - I have not seenAs others saw - I could not bringMy passions from a common spring -From the same source I have not takenMy sorrow - I could not awa...
Posted by ttocsrolyt. on Thu, 05 Jun 2008 02:25:00 PST |
pan-O-rama. |
"Get Behind me!"He says to himself.as...he talks to the stranger.While on the other line,She waits.For him.To his surprise.Although not scared,he is terrifiedbriefly.Then has a word with his father.Wh...
Posted by ttocsrolyt. on Thu, 05 Jun 2008 01:16:00 PST |
Tapioca&Cucumbers. |
As we sit up,WonderingAboutBig and Small things,proving to ourselves thattheir must be a Heart.As I sit up, I wonder if any of this isRealorJust my Imagination again.Or maybe,It's all really happening...
Posted by ttocsrolyt. on Mon, 02 Jun 2008 02:51:00 PST |
Peckin’ |
The saddest thing I ever did seeWas a woodpecker peckin' at a plastic tree.He looks at me, "Friend," says he,"Things ain't as sweet as they used to be."Uncle Shelby ...
Posted by ttocsrolyt. on Tue, 27 May 2008 09:30:00 PST |
Images. |
Of a better placeOne of no sightOne of clarityAnd walking thru the front gate,I seeNothing...That my own eyes have shown me.A better placewhere the mute singwhere the blind paintwhere the crippled wal...
Posted by ttocsrolyt. on Fri, 23 May 2008 03:48:00 PST |
Who is the greatest? |
Green FieldsSmall Child.Big Stone.We dismiss the Child.Big man, small man.Hidden King.Spoken Command.We Love the Child.Green Fields,Small Children.Big Necklace....
Posted by ttocsrolyt. on Sat, 05 Apr 2008 03:07:00 PST |
