Walking with Wolves

So young and beautifulin the circles where we walked.The ideas that we shared and all the talks we talked. We were all in this togetherso it was wise for me to trust,but all that grows in lifeis doome...
Posted by Meadows on Mon, 17 Jul 2006 11:29:00 PST

Three Old Crones

Mother caress a cradled sonwhile the cold winds blow.Father keep the furnace lit.The danger the child must never know.In an empty space for now alone,a family sits and waits.Pondering the meaning...
Posted by Meadows on Sun, 30 Apr 2006 11:11:00 PST

Retain humanity

We are cyborgs, you and I, in so many ways.  Our body itself is a machine.  Programs written in our DNA determine how the systems which maintain our bodies will operate.  Whatever we ar...
Posted by Meadows on Fri, 28 Apr 2006 02:12:00 PST

Notice me less,

I wrote on a piece of paper, "You will start to notice me less, then I'll be gone."  I taped that piece of paper to my wall in a noticable place.  Here's the point.  It's about relation...
Posted by Meadows on Tue, 25 Apr 2006 12:37:00 PST

Still living?

When someone we love dies, part of us has to go with them.  By the toll of every death our innocence is washed away and our lives slowly become our past.  It is the fallacy of young peo...
Posted by Meadows on Sat, 22 Apr 2006 01:46:00 PST