us |
I know when you're around.
Your energy travels.
Opens up space and finds me.
Not in the way we understand,
The way we understand time.
It falls toward me,
Falls into me.
Leaves me distorted,
And breat...
Posted by Brandon on Wed, 21 Feb 2007 12:50:00 PST |
Sedona |
The hills are painted with an inteligence
Only Divinity can possess.
Red rocks and deep-green pines
Connected to one another
By that cosmic shuffle of infinite abundance.
Creatures of a higher ...
Posted by Brandon on Mon, 04 Dec 2006 03:10:00 PST |
MJ |
My knees drifted to opposite poles
as she stood between them.
Undulating movements personafied power.
The power to strip a man to his core.
Blonde, with blue eyes that could be seen
through the smoke...
Posted by Brandon on Tue, 28 Nov 2006 04:15:00 PST |
Truth |
I hear the shape of rain
and the rhythm of hooves drumming over the plains
as the buffalo dance like beasts in a fairytale.
I taste the agony of hunters
...
Posted by Brandon on Mon, 27 Nov 2006 11:47:00 PST |
Sight |
Footprints brand my mind, like hot sand
As they move accross my thoughts
A veiw of the colossal sea for the first time
Sparks fire in my sight
And I finally see my beautiful insignificance.
&nb...
Posted by Brandon on Sat, 25 Nov 2006 09:04:00 PST |
Friendship Found |
When cold winds blow in the gray-blue hue of night
The scent of burning wood sneaks into my senses.
In an instant winter's loneliness is left looking for other victims.
Because the thought of sitting ...
Posted by Brandon on Fri, 17 Nov 2006 07:28:00 PST |
Real |
Fingers move like silver, finding letters
Forming symbols, as freewritings of thought fashion passages
Sentence that never end,
Fortelling a future of happiness and understanding
Held tightly togeth...
Posted by Brandon on Fri, 17 Nov 2006 06:51:00 PST |
One Last Thought |
Pale light shrouds metal
Twisted around curbside poles.
Sirens scream peircing songs
Hoping to find an ear to touch.
Where are you?
Blood on sheet metal floors
Is not as striking as whit...
Posted by Brandon on Fri, 17 Nov 2006 06:24:00 PST |
Pasta Persuasion |
Making pasta takes time but the results amply justify the efforts.
He'll be home soon.
Flour, eggs, vegatable oil and salt, made by hand
Parts of her infuse the mixture.
When the dough is ready, it wi...
Posted by Brandon on Thu, 09 Nov 2006 01:21:00 PST |
Last Fight |
The drops of blackberry hued blood
dripping from my chin as though it were a steep cliff
match the puffed blue bruise
painted on my eye like a french whore made up
trying to conceal her absinth ...
Posted by Brandon on Mon, 06 Nov 2006 09:27:00 PST |
