new story i'm working on..tell me what you think |
this story is sort of my attempt at writing the lilith or through the looking glass or narnia or maybe even dark tower type of story and i mean to give them their deserved credit for isnpiring me to t...
Posted by on Wed, 09 Dec 2009 17:40:00 GMT |
where i used to see. |
you are the whisper, the gentle wind across the neck
that causes my gooseflesh, the breath i can't catch
the hidden shade in the iris, the roots of the tree
the sea in the depths of the fish in the se...
Posted by on Sun, 26 Oct 2008 20:40:00 GMT |
calloo |
this torn sail has carried through storms while you tarried
and harriers aimed for the mast
the rage it has weathered, all the bad and the better
and never have i thought it last...
and the precipice ...
Posted by on Wed, 17 Oct 2007 15:13:00 GMT |
corroded arteries |
i can if i wish to, crawl and beg
the lead in my chest should belong in my head
cause the winds never settle, dear
in every whisper there's truth you wish me to dissappear
i'm not that man, coming to ...
Posted by on Fri, 08 Jun 2007 13:18:00 GMT |
of rays and clouds |
there is a stillness, an ill-afforded eye to the storm
where the burns are hidden and the bruises are covered.
it is none of their business, so you find yourself mute
trying to come to terms with yest...
Posted by on Wed, 06 Jun 2007 14:01:00 GMT |
quiet crazy |
i'll drive through it all, till the wheels fall off.
whatever you think, whatever
you say
until tracks are deeper than the scars on my heart
with a wine colored focus set
to bleed through the haze.
...
Posted by on Thu, 31 May 2007 21:13:00 GMT |
she walks in beauty |
She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that 's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes: Thus mellowed to that tender light Which heaven to ga...
Posted by on Tue, 29 May 2007 13:21:00 GMT |
musings of love |
love is substantially bigger than grief. stronger than her counterparts.
as light as butterfly wings and heavy as granite.
love only knows truth, only loves true things.
all of the false things ...
Posted by on Tue, 29 May 2007 08:25:00 GMT |
the first thread of gold |
flood gates burst behind eyelids like levies,
stone cold morning breaking sleepless nights.
heartbeats boom like bombs over war sirens
and the question remains, do i stand and fight?
give me over to a...
Posted by on Tue, 29 May 2007 08:17:00 GMT |
mistakes and regrets |
if i could make a list of my mistakes and regrets;
i'd put your name on top, and every line after it.
Posted by on Tue, 29 May 2007 08:15:00 GMT |
