Truth |
the truth and peace of mindcan never be stolen Posted by on Tue, 16 Jun 2009 10:43:00 GMT |
Life Insurance |
If it happens
And you leave before
I do
I wont need any life insuranceI won't need any money
A simple boat will do
Ill set course straight out into the open sea
Go as far as I can g... Posted by on Sat, 06 Jun 2009 22:51:00 GMT |
You are ... |
.................. .. .. You are&...... .. .. You are the calm of the stormy sea.... You are the freshness of a forest stream.... You are the peaceful moon in the sky.... You are the beaut... Posted by on Sun, 28 Sep 2008 11:55:00 GMT |
For every day i walk this earth |
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For every day i walk this earth (Hawk....)
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For every
day i walk this earth....
i am
grateful....
A quiet
kiss on a summe... Posted by on Sat, 27 Sep 2008 14:00:00 GMT |
If I die tonight |
"If I Die Tonight" is a poem that I dreamt two nights in a row on Saturday Nov 25 and Sunday 26, 2007.
This is for my soul-mate!
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If I Die Tonight ... Posted by on Fri, 18 Apr 2008 22:24:00 GMT |
Chapter Four |
1986. My soul brother John. We met at the Fine Arts House at Whitman College because, well, he played electric guitar and had a very cool "echo box" and I impressed him simply because I ha... Posted by on Mon, 14 Apr 2008 01:23:00 GMT |
Chapter Three |
Walla Walla (the town so nice the named it twice)
Iver Iversen, god bless that man and his name! Iver, a Danish Psychology Professor at Whitman College who, I swear, owned the world’s fir... Posted by on Tue, 25 Mar 2008 03:23:00 GMT |
Chapter Two |
Chapter Two: From Grillby, Sweden to Athena, Oregon
Right! So, at seventeen, went from cuddly "cradle-to-grave" (as they say) egalitarian social democracy to Rocky "Eye of the Tiger" and B... Posted by on Tue, 18 Mar 2008 20:56:00 GMT |
If you are |
My life is in your love
If you are singing birds, I’d be a tree
If you are gold, I’d be a mountain
If you are a swan, I’d be a glittering pond
If you are a waterfall, I’d be a... Posted by on Mon, 17 Mar 2008 20:52:00 GMT |
My Fellow Traveler (Hawk Bjorn) |
My fellow traveler
Won't you listen to me when I cry?
My fellow traveler
I'm so tired from so many goodbyes
And we both keep looking for justice
That we don't even know exist
Well, I always believed ... Posted by on Wed, 05 Mar 2008 07:56:00 GMT |