Just Wrote This, Pretty Intense |
Johnny in Blue Small southern farm on the north side of town, I had a best friend named Johnny just a cotton field down. His daddy worked in the city mine worked with his hands, in a young little c...
Posted by on Thu, 10 Dec 2009 05:51:00 GMT |
AMERICA |
I have to take a deep breathe when I think about abortion. It doesnt settle in my mind or stomache. To say it lays uneasy with me woud be a large understatment. I find level ground in the idea of ...
Posted by on Fri, 18 Sep 2009 04:55:00 GMT |
Her |
My eyes renounce their oath to blink;
They cause themselves to dry.
Your charisma casts a countenance
That settles in the mind.
When your teeth prevail upon your lip
To move inside your mouth,
My resp...
Posted by on Tue, 29 May 2007 00:19:00 GMT |
Missing Her |
Eager to be satisfied,
My anxious lips await.
Still inebriate of what they miss,
Manufactured in our kiss ...
The flawless way our two lips meet,
Assemble beauty once obsolete.
The potential that our ...
Posted by on Tue, 29 May 2007 00:13:00 GMT |
About A Sweek And Heif Ago |
Questions
Will what I do this very day,
be marked on calendars?
Will they celebrate this very day,
a century from this record?
If I saved a dozen people,
from the madness of a man,
would my blo...
Posted by on Fri, 09 Feb 2007 22:55:00 GMT |
About A Shweek Ago |
Untitled
I'm jealous of the bed you wake,
and fall asleep despite,
the miles of the beating hearts,that will fall asleep tonight.
And while they cuddle, curled up close,
I bite my tongue and sigh. ...
Posted by on Fri, 09 Feb 2007 22:33:00 GMT |
About A Mumf Ago |
When My Eyes Close
When lamps turn out --and fear does loom --and noises snap at ear --My heart does beat --and fills the room.My courage left me here.I grit my teeth --and fill my chest.The air makes...
Posted by on Fri, 09 Feb 2007 22:20:00 GMT |
