The new year |
I've been gone for awhile, figgering things out and trying to make my way. I've been through some changes latly, and my potry has really helped.The Future.When I was a young lad, I imagined a dayWhen ...
Posted by ron on Mon, 12 Feb 2007 06:58:00 PST |
asid trip |
hey friends, I've had this amazing experience. For the first time over the weekend, I dropped some asid (LSD).
I was up at a chalet at whissler and some italians offered me some asid tabs. I spent a m...
Posted by ron on Wed, 12 Apr 2006 05:46:00 PST |
pome 7 |
little black spaniellittle blond cocker.
we played in the "romper room" of our childhood -- "Miss Patsy" wound up the jack in the juke box.out he came like a bustin' Saint Vitus Dancer.
little bl...
Posted by ron on Thu, 23 Mar 2006 03:27:00 PST |
haiku 1 |
lame is for lamers.they are not astronautsthey do lame dancesand foam at the mouth
~by ron giht ;)
Posted by ron on Sun, 05 Mar 2006 11:09:00 PST |
woe |
I roam the rolling hills astride my lute.My song is for you, my lady love.My song is for you, for you.
You are snow white, and I am a dwarf;You are so fair, I am so SneezyI wish to ravish you, I do.
W...
Posted by ron on Sat, 28 Jan 2006 10:28:00 PST |
Archaea |
since the dawn of time, I have waited.i will make my sensei proud.i will complete my task true to the ancient traditionsi will dwell in valhalla, where the victors dwell for ever.
Lo, there do I see m...
Posted by ron on Wed, 11 Jan 2006 06:04:00 PST |
Pome 5 |
My head's a'spinnin' and it's gonna be a jolly day!The flowers are turning up and everything is A OK.It is just me, or is everything going my way?I feel so happy when everything is bright and gay!
Not...
Posted by ron on Wed, 21 Dec 2005 12:22:00 PST |
pome 4 |
black and bleeding heart
I can't go on.
Posted by ron on Fri, 02 Dec 2005 06:55:00 PST |
miller time |
the void is vast and wide.there is no form or lightIt's miller time
aphasia is unknownI do not have a homeI'm polishing the chromeit's miller time.
twist-off lids are greatI know it is my fateI'd bett...
Posted by ron on Fri, 25 Nov 2005 05:34:00 PST |
pome 3 |
There's a sting in my soulLike there's wasabi there
Why hast thou forsaken moi?
God, it's like ammonia.The flesh, it burns.
And I wonder if you'd know my nameIf you saw me in heavenAnd whether it woul...
Posted by ron on Sun, 13 Nov 2005 04:20:00 PST |
