spilled milk |
sudden shot, no one knows whyeven time pauses in surprisetoo late, blood pours outlife gone like spilled milkon the floor among broken glass
still and silent, eyelids open lips frozen, shocked at the ... Posted by on Sat, 13 Dec 2008 10:59:00 GMT |
haunting the dead |
footsteps fallingcoming closerin the darkest part of night
a face appears familiar and palethen dissolves and slips out of sight
drawn insideto watch us sleepinvisible, lost, alone
watching the b... Posted by on Tue, 29 Jul 2008 16:20:00 GMT |
love to ashes |
familiar blowsbleeding wounds recyled words spinning in dizzy circlestry to hide the fury insidebut the anger throbsbubbles upsneaks through the cracksspilling fasteruntil it burnseverything and... Posted by on Tue, 01 Jul 2008 15:54:00 GMT |
ordinary |
Ordinary: to be expected, usual, of common rank
Normal: regular, standard, usual
I wonder how much of a difference there is between normal and ordinary? It's kind of funny. Nobody wants to... Posted by on Sat, 19 Apr 2008 14:24:00 GMT |
frozen |
***After testing this story out on a few people, I was disappointed nobody got it. It's not just the cute sappy little story appears to be, the clues are there as you read al... Posted by on Mon, 07 Apr 2008 16:14:00 GMT |
the true meaning of confetti |
I sit and sit and do nothing and imagine pieces of confetti spilling from the sky. Who would pick them up? Maybe they could keep falling and falling like a snowstorm, and then we could wal... Posted by on Tue, 11 Mar 2008 17:23:00 GMT |
pondering fruit |
So, the other day my pen dropped and rolled way far under my desk, and while I was reaching under to get it I found a section of orange that I had once lost many, many months before. But it wasn... Posted by on Sat, 23 Feb 2008 13:00:00 GMT |
leaves |
I like leaves. I like to watch the leaves sprout eagerly from their buds on the trees in early spring. I like to feel their strength in early summer and their lazy confidence in August.&nb... Posted by on Tue, 08 Apr 2008 17:53:00 GMT |