original thought gets up early again |
he lives on an island
the tempest is always abound
even when he sleeps
he can hear the waves crash down
he is the keeper of the light
though he does not live alone
she understands in the middle of the...
Posted by on Sun, 18 Nov 2007 01:54:00 GMT |
original thought thinks of you on your birthday |
your birthday cake makes my day more than it makes me fat
i would exchange every dollar i ever made to buy the gifts that make you smile ... to feel the way i do
time is the most precious gi...
Posted by on Fri, 21 Sep 2007 17:52:00 GMT |
original thought ( 20 reasons to dig me) |
20 reasons to dig me:
1. while i am no saint, you will be hard pressed to find a more honest person than i.
2. i laugh a lot
3. i make you laugh even more
4. i appreciate art (no modern sculptures ple...
Posted by on Tue, 15 May 2007 07:47:00 GMT |
original thought gets closer to it |
another circuit completed around the karmic circle
like a safe-cracker ... i can hear the final tumblers fall into place
like a sommelier... i can taste tomorrow
like a coroner... i can smel...
Posted by on Sat, 12 May 2007 06:08:00 GMT |
original thought ( repost from last year) for her |
when i see you...... i see tomorrow
when i look back....... i look for pain
in tomorrow there is hope
in yesterday there is only triumph and regret
somehow i feel triumph as fleeting but regret as a s...
Posted by on Wed, 28 Feb 2007 13:52:00 GMT |
original thought ( the south shore's worst guitar player ) |
every time he sings his songs
the flowers wilt and the rain starts to fall
no one can predict when he'll perform
the south shore's worst guitar player
coming soon to your bar or pub
it's painful to li...
Posted by on Thu, 28 Dec 2006 19:06:00 GMT |
original thought ( my final birthday thought of the day ) |
the candyman picks only green m&m's
he winks at the girl as she smiles back
she says they're for her boyfriend
he says that he's a lucky man
she sits at the table
with her mother by her side
they ...
Posted by on Sun, 24 Dec 2006 20:59:00 GMT |
original thought ( cruelty as a language ) |
cruelty is your first language
sounds like chinese in space
the more you speak it
the more puzzled the look on my face
cruelty is your first language
you speak it so well
you always close the door beh...
Posted by on Wed, 13 Dec 2006 15:05:00 GMT |
original thought ( summary ) |
to sum it all up
you got bad apples
while you've got a bushel of peaches
Posted by on Sun, 10 Dec 2006 07:44:00 GMT |
original thought ( the wooden puppet ) |
a puppet on a single string
a string that gets pulled mercilessly
if i don't dance, master promised me
i will be first in the fire
when he wants to feel some heat
my conscience tells me
i should danc...
Posted by on Fri, 08 Dec 2006 17:12:00 GMT |
