Distortion |
Staring into empty reflection
The truest me I know.
What ever it is you see
When you stare at the planes
And angles
The shallows
And the depths of me,
I find strange.
Whe...
Posted by on Fri, 01 May 2009 22:03:00 GMT |
From Group: Lyrical Posts: Plausable Culpablity |
I find myself living in the cold,To masque the chills within.I clutter up the empty spaces,Fill them with odds and ends,Keep them full.I leave the house early,Stay gone all day.I keep the noise on,To ...
Posted by on Sun, 29 Mar 2009 00:55:00 GMT |
From Group: Lyrical Posts-The Moment That You Decend |
Descend deep into the abyss of adoration. That vacuum where nothing but that hotness burning in your gut resides. Perched upon a simple moment you look into a vast world of all you treasure, the eyes ...
Posted by on Sun, 29 Mar 2009 00:52:00 GMT |
From Group: Lyrical Posts - Grown Steel |
All this here has changed.Once all peace and hope crowded here, Light and fire held it, Not its all gone to rot.The festering mass eaten away with doubt and lost.Having failed at resurrection,Resusci...
Posted by on Sat, 28 Mar 2009 17:11:00 GMT |
Homesick? |
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Posted by on Wed, 11 Feb 2009 16:34:00 GMT |
Tim Curry |
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Np5NcFgUZeU
Listening deeply to Sloe GinI can pick all the good up and hold on tight.This sadness is too overwhelmed and I find myself latching on to joy.The...
Posted by on Thu, 01 Jan 2009 23:45:00 GMT |
Last Ditch Effort |
So here I have laid all myself out
Exposing the most true of myself.
More than willing,
Wanting to share the who of me
with you.
To color in the lines,
And hum the melodies
of explanation of me.
I o...
Posted by on Sat, 05 Jul 2008 06:49:00 GMT |
(none) |
I find settling into my loneliness
A chore neverending
I have constant calling to offer what I have never received
All that comfort and care I grieved for
I dole in a constant flow.
A middle hell p...
Posted by on Fri, 04 Jul 2008 11:08:00 GMT |
Plausible Culpability |
I find myself living in the cold,
To masque the chills within.
I clutter up the empty spaces,
Fill them with odds and ends,
Keep them full.
I leave the house early,
Stay gone all day.
I keep the noise...
Posted by on Sat, 28 Jun 2008 22:23:00 GMT |
Cooperative Artistry |
Musician begins
Calling out in soulful lines
Initiating the momentum
He invites her
Offers her the path
To lay out the emotion
Singer blows bright words
Out to the back wall
Up to the black ceiling
S...
Posted by on Fri, 27 Jun 2008 06:37:00 GMT |
