Overcast |
OVERCASTIt's always the little stones that catch me off balance.condemnation climbs the lattice, reaching the shattered windows of my soul.my heartstrings broke when plucked the hardest note. i blunde...
Posted by on Fri, 20 Feb 2009 17:51:00 GMT |
the yellow leaf |
The Yellow Leaf
A yellow leaf embarked on its own
Thinking, "Now I am free" as it let go of the tree
And finding a resting place in my hair, withered and died tangled there
Regretting its dec...
Posted by on Wed, 17 Sep 2008 18:44:00 GMT |
mother eve |
Mother Eve
May 30, 207
I searched between the sheets of lovers' beds
In silver tongues of smooth talking men.
The serpent was a charmer.
Clever was he.
Cursed to slither when woman was deceived
Tast...
Posted by on Wed, 17 Sep 2008 05:03:00 GMT |
news |
just a blog to keep you posted. i dont get to talk to some of you as often as id like. monday i began working on some music with a guy from church,tyler, and made some good progress. i will be si...
Posted by on Wed, 28 May 2008 13:28:00 GMT |
new years eve |
i watched it happen.just as suredly as i watched the sun withdraw the warmth of his fingers and retreat behind the distant horizonjust as suredly as i had watched the bravery of men exhausted by the e...
Posted by on Tue, 22 Jan 2008 14:36:00 GMT |
the reason for rain |
a petal falls to the ground
the wind carries it around
until it comes to a river must move with the current.
current event. current war. more bread turned to stone.
more children with nowhere to call ...
Posted by on Fri, 27 Apr 2007 10:42:00 GMT |
waiting for her sun |
i wonder in transparent shades of blue.
my love, how do you do?
how do you fare on this december evening cold?
when our faces meet will share your heart and the secrets the stars told?
with w...
Posted by on Fri, 19 Jan 2007 10:49:00 GMT |
a thought before twilight |
i only hope, in season,
i will find a reason for my existance.
i've looked between sheets in lovers beds
and i am bled dry by my own inhibitions.
i am a flower.
without Your Sun and the...
Posted by on Fri, 19 Jan 2007 10:44:00 GMT |
a note to China |
I want to tell China that i love her. I want to work her feilds,tend to her children, wrap my arms around her and cry with her. I want to clean her wounds, bind her broken bones. I want to bathe and s...
Posted by on Fri, 29 Dec 2006 14:20:00 GMT |
Christopher |
it is not sad that my heart does not bleed for you. why not? i have my own bullet holes to mend. bleeding out from my spirit like the songs of king david. for my own healing, for the thickness of my o...
Posted by on Tue, 24 Oct 2006 10:49:00 GMT |
