another rant... |
So what do we do in a society that doesn't reward hard work, and cutting corners is a way of life? Where the education for the profession you thought you were interested in (or worse, the education fo... Posted by on Tue, 29 Jun 2010 10:28:00 GMT |
Old Bark |
Irwin stared through the kitchen window. resting this eyes on the old oak tree in the backyard. He remember the day when his parents planted the sapling for that old oak tree, how as a young boy he dr... Posted by on Tue, 09 Mar 2010 09:32:00 GMT |
How many more times |
The door has no lockthey'll hold it closed from behindA light creeps through the cracka finger width insideI would just wait and bide my timebut the dark is accompanied by the coldand I'm getting rath... Posted by on Tue, 16 Feb 2010 16:43:00 GMT |
Carrion crud |
Clouds remember their appointmentsand rush off the sceneGrains embrace opportunityhide in cracks unseenWarm colored spirits, sink in sludgemyriad limbs leaf and bud"What follows next." the mire asks?T... Posted by on Mon, 11 Jan 2010 16:31:00 GMT |
swing into it |
The wind blows leaveslike pages in a bookuncovering weary earthandcold is the seasonin which there is reasonto ignite flames and burstsodarkness in dayand lengths of nightgive shadows room to creepfor... Posted by on Tue, 05 Jan 2010 23:54:00 GMT |
Don't deny |
Frustration without actionfester, blister and churntime would be the answerif I could set the pace Posted by on Tue, 03 Nov 2009 10:40:00 GMT |
They found another one! |
It happened in Syraque last week, only 30 miles from here. They come in under the pretense of finding a community of sleep cell terrorists. They cut the power, block cell reception, and demolish the c... Posted by on Thu, 29 Oct 2009 11:47:00 GMT |
Maataa Aroughcun |
A dream of trembling earth and raging waters woke mother raccoon."Wake up my little kits" the baby raccoon pulled open the muscles of their new eyes to look upon their loving mother "momma's gonna fin... Posted by on Thu, 17 Sep 2009 09:33:00 GMT |
Two drops |
Steel strings under fingertips glideswollen, thin, and raiseddead ends of skin compactedtaint a healers touchFascia will find itself wearywith definitions lostlike mumbles of your father you'll find a... Posted by on Tue, 15 Sep 2009 16:06:00 GMT |
kimos |
Twinkle little lightsset the scenemay their eye be dimbut their ears alivePierce little soundstrike the heartsmay their life flowand their memory stayLaugh little soulgive the warmthmay they find usan... Posted by on Mon, 07 Sep 2009 12:14:00 GMT |