In the Wake of 2006 (Reflection) |
In the Wake of 2006
2006 was hard for many of us. I know it was hard for me. 2005, wasn't that great either. However, I felt that if I could walk away from 2006 with some fragment of truth - my ow... Posted by Travis of the Sand on Tue, 02 Jan 2007 04:56:00 PST |
Poetry: Trepidation |
Trepidation
I love you
I think as you step out the door
A grin
you say good bye
Your bangs dance across your face
As you make your exit
Fear creeps trough my mind
And down
toward my heart
No... Posted by Travis of the Sand on Tue, 06 Jun 2006 05:05:00 PST |
Poetry: Denied Embrace |
Denied Embrace
When love is not an option
When friendship is not enough
When what you want is what you cannot have
Two should equal one, shouldnt it?
Smile
Touch
Touch
Touch, touch, smile... Posted by Travis of the Sand on Tue, 06 Jun 2006 04:48:00 PST |
Poetry: Eulogy for a Legend |
How do you give a eulogy to a man you never knew?
There is a Legend of a man
He was kind with a great spirit and a lust for life.
He loved his wife
He worked long
He worked hard
He worked
In the en... Posted by Travis of the Sand on Tue, 06 Jun 2006 04:43:00 PST |
Poetry: Alethia |
When a child is born
They write their name in the sand
Over time, names disappear
Mommy, Why is the sky blue?
Because, thats the way God made it, dear.
Even after death our names linger
Some are ev... Posted by Travis of the Sand on Tue, 06 Jun 2006 04:39:00 PST |
Short Story: Nevernever Land |
Anthony sits alone on the floor, though the apartment is well furnished. He scribbles in a leather book by the light of a large window that overlooks the city street. Frequently, he stops and gl... Posted by Travis of the Sand on Tue, 06 Jun 2006 04:29:00 PST |
Dream Journal: The Purple Hedge Hog |
I had a dream last night that I was sitting in the back of a very long stretch limo that was driving toward a small country town in the middle of no where. Prior to my limo passing through the town I ... Posted by Travis of the Sand on Mon, 08 May 2006 11:58:00 PST |
Reflection: The Cancerian |
It makes sense that I'm Cancerian. I'm a crab. Loyal Cancer was asked to take on Hercules who was way too big for him but, he did it anyway. It won him a place in the stars.
Life is ... Posted by Travis of the Sand on Mon, 13 Mar 2006 08:14:00 PST |
Poetry: To What End? |
Friends?Will you still be there..when I tell you who I really think is cute?when I turn my backto follow what I think is the right path?To life, To love,Or maybe just oblivion?Dad?Will your hugs turn ... Posted by Travis of the Sand on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Poetry: Red Dress, Slippers and Light Brown Eyes |
K, wawk down Hotel StreeetPas da terd kaDaoke baTil you spak one tyte dressOn one huka named KananiSit on da bus stap nex to da terd kaDaoke baAx Kanani in da tyte red duressWai she get one bruz her f... Posted by Travis of the Sand on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |