Regret |
i have it...............
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Posted by on Sat, 08 Aug 2009 09:54:00 GMT |
Let it Be |
Ah, words. I miss your comfort. It truly has been an unpleasantly unsatisfying departure from the warmth and ease of writing something that expresses myself. An entire year has past, here I sit in suc...
Posted by on Fri, 09 Mar 2007 00:45:00 GMT |
new Poem |
I wrote this at work...quite inspired by Edgar Allan Poe....haha:UntitledOh Heavens! A mockery is made!Of my heart and mind with soul their aideA poor wretch I sit amidst wealth and richAs to constant...
Posted by on Sun, 17 Dec 2006 15:04:00 GMT |
The Voyage of a Dead Leaf |
by Shawn M. WhitworthAutumn rain soak down into my skinWash out the flames I hold deep withinMy spirit will conjure life past livedBut fate shall decide what next I giveMy heart holds to dreams quietl...
Posted by on Thu, 16 Nov 2006 20:17:00 GMT |
Colour, Angels, and a Sparrow |
I saw an angel watching down over me today. It purched on a powerline in the form of a sparrow. Still, it set stationed, sternly peering right then left; switching. Taking periodic breaks to split my ...
Posted by on Tue, 07 Nov 2006 17:33:00 GMT |
im thinking of a letter |
I thought to myself today, "Letters are personal outdated beings of special reality." Does one ever ponder the likes of what a letter could truely accomplish? As I sit here now, in this tan leaf print...
Posted by on Sat, 02 Sep 2006 00:48:00 GMT |
Sailing in the Snow Clouds of Ash |
Dreams are essentially earth shattering, world destroying travesties; seemingly sudden and deadly as an earthquake. A dream emerges collapsing eve...
Posted by on Fri, 07 Apr 2006 23:31:00 GMT |
thought |
Here we are, left undoubtedly in such a disheartening thought that, no, not even the slightest hint of an exacerbated explanation is found. Do we continue onward in the parallel of reality and thought...
Posted by on Sun, 22 Jan 2006 20:03:00 GMT |
trails of space travel, and space suits you can pee in |
I've discovered the times that we find ourselves in are simply drifting to and fro, swaying from one devastating time, to one amazingly splendid time. Yet the focus of what we should have our eye set...
Posted by on Mon, 03 Oct 2005 01:31:00 GMT |
"the lady fate and her unfortunate ability to be late, on time and wrong at the correct moment" |
"the lady fate and her unfortunate ability to be late, on time and wrong at the correct moment" oh savory songs of blissful air, how you'll rain over her hair gently now it will whisp in the wind and...
Posted by on Sun, 31 Jul 2005 12:52:00 GMT |
