Epic Win |
For those of you who follow my blog you will know that I have been with a very special girl. You have probably read the poems I wrote for her and the long descriptions of her beauty and her bountiful ...
Posted by Eric on Tue, 15 Apr 2008 01:36:00 PST |
Choices... |
I made a choice, it wasn’t a choice I wanted to make, it was a choice I had to make. Every bone in my body tells me I chose wrong. The Army offered me a contract, the only one they would offer. ...
Posted by Eric on Fri, 04 Apr 2008 06:54:00 PST |
My Grace... |
Her lips are red like wine, intoxicating and full. I drink long and deep Her eyes are blue like the sea. They are dangerous waters. I drown in them Her voice is a song, a beatnik's poem set on soft...
Posted by Eric on Mon, 10 Mar 2008 01:00:00 PST |
Adoration... |
I used to not write often now I find myself with more to say then I know what to do with. Grace is wonderful, every moment with her has been better then the last and things only look to be getting bet...
Posted by Eric on Thu, 06 Mar 2008 10:05:00 PST |
Graceful... |
It has been a while since I have written a blog on life but something has happened that has made it worth writing again. I met a girl, and not just any girl a wonderful girl. This girl is not on...
Posted by Eric on Tue, 04 Mar 2008 09:11:00 PST |
Rose and Mimosa |
A scent lingers in the air and in my sheets, a thought lingers in my mind and in my heart. Rose and Mimosa, coy and soft. Flowers and seeds, perfume and skin.A sight lingers in my room and in my eyes....
Posted by Eric on Sat, 01 Mar 2008 11:32:00 PST |
Seven Knots |
I tied seven knots in a lambswool cordand there I bound it, round a treeI tied seven knots for the rood of the worldand then I waited, to set you freeI tied seven knots in a lock of your hairand then ...
Posted by Eric on Fri, 15 Feb 2008 10:49:00 PST |
Echoes... |
She is the echo of a dream. Mead halls and white cliffs were I should have walked if I were a better man in a better life. Old places and old things made new and soft in the hazy glow of my once tragi...
Posted by Eric on Mon, 11 Feb 2008 12:00:00 PST |
Charms |
Bury a box at the crossroads, milk and honey for my wineA piece of twine is wrapped on my arm, and brand of Iron for timeI signed in blood on lambskin, I tangled my own perfect skeinI gave my word in ...
Posted by Eric on Fri, 08 Feb 2008 08:49:00 PST |
Epitath to the states |
Well I am back in the states. School is a bunch of red tape and the friends are the same as always with a few positive exceptions. Seems almost as if I never left. Some new people around and some old ...
Posted by Eric on Tue, 15 Jan 2008 06:00:00 PST |
