Yosutebito

About Me

Slightly schizophrenic at times when caught between the unconventional and conventional parts. Basic, simple, straightforward and engaged more so than not; occasionally pensive and watching the edges of a blade of grass. Heavy doses of earth and fire with a dash of air and water. MyGen Profile Generator

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Sanity, off-the-edge, watchers of stars appearing and the sun rising and setting. People engaged in their own soul, its strengths and shortcomings; the honest, the humble and those struggling with their own arrogance.

Television:

A good idea gone sour, or at least tedious with a few worthwhile moments. Where have you gone Bill Moyers?

Books:

Highly portable hypertext device requiring no batteries or external power except the mind.

Heroes:

Anyone who makes it pass the age of thirty-five with humanity and humility intact.

My Blog

Yes

Wandering in contradiction; victim and creator birthed by arrogance and angels. Warming in benediction; dictum and debat...
Posted by Yosutebito on Thu, 03 Jul 2008 06:27:00 PST

Lust Can

An imagined fire heating like the sun borrowing the soul; sweating with touch, coveting white heat &nbs...
Posted by Yosutebito on Sat, 21 Jun 2008 06:07:00 PST

A Thought Passes

Sitting next to his death, a thousand memories survive, touching his cheek, a cry drifts unsaid.A muted remembering, mixed with ...
Posted by Yosutebito on Thu, 12 Jun 2008 04:13:00 PST

Wishes

Wonders wrappedin peaceful singleslike many thingsdelightfuland gone.Death whispersin everyone's dreamsnot once,often.You, me, wehold tightfor fearwe loseholdof dear things.Life, this universedoes not...
Posted by Yosutebito on Mon, 26 May 2008 05:18:00 PST

Gifts

Lost and regained; my moment's guard with a kept memory.Sainted and disturbed; my face's confusion with lost wonder. Sacrificed and surrendered; ...
Posted by Yosutebito on Sun, 18 May 2008 05:08:00 PST

Poems Published

A friend, Nicky Jones, started a new venture as small trade and independent book publisher. She wanted to help other poets become published. Her first effort is an anthology of 11 MySpace poets and wa...
Posted by Yosutebito on Sun, 11 May 2008 06:07:00 PST

Thispath has not been linearsometimes I balance like a hanging string stirred with each breezed voice that whispers and inhales....
Posted by Yosutebito on Sat, 26 Apr 2008 05:58:00 PST

Time Was

It is a death; an end to the normal that had hung so long.In the heart it is a loss that reaches back through all the endearing ...
Posted by Yosutebito on Fri, 11 Apr 2008 07:12:00 PST

Embrace

How many times have I enjoyed the embrace? The simple light of a morning shine as it wanders lazily through the window. ...
Posted by Yosutebito on Mon, 07 Apr 2008 03:18:00 PST

Remembering His Last Speech

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Posted by Yosutebito on Sat, 05 Apr 2008 05:50:00 PST

Shuuren