What Mothers Teach Us |
A Woman of SubstanceI remember my mother always wore a gold band on her left hand. It wasnt presumptuous or haughty, but rather a humble little band. When she and my dad married there was no money ...
Posted by on Sun, 10 May 2009 07:44:00 GMT |
Crazed and Confused |
Finally Crazy, After All These YearsWell today, it finally happened,I lost my mind.Not like in "I misplaced it", butLike in malfunction, nothing works,Pieces of brain spinning uselesslyLike an old 45 ...
Posted by on Wed, 09 Apr 2008 01:58:00 GMT |
Why’d you have to leave in April? |
I used to like AprilBut now it just pisses me offLike some bitch in high schoolWho knows just how to push your buttons
Posted by on Wed, 09 Apr 2008 01:34:00 GMT |
No End to Sorrow |
5 Months in hellI chose the small bathroom To better contain my sorrowOn its floor I sat and wailedHorrible, gut-wrenching wailsThat ricocheted off the wallsUntil the walls begin to trembleAnd split l...
Posted by on Wed, 09 Apr 2008 01:24:00 GMT |
Stuck in Lodi, Again |
Picture this:In the pond you see only her head, nose pointed upwards fromthe water like a spouteyes glassy, no . . . waitmake that glazedthere seems to be no perceptiblemovement other than an occasio...
Posted by on Wed, 09 Apr 2008 01:04:00 GMT |
Life |
The "Babe"I see you dancing on the screen and I see myself at your age. Only I was never so confident. With age there comes a longing to go back, to do things right, or at least better. To not be s...
Posted by on Mon, 10 Dec 2007 22:39:00 GMT |
Old black and white images |
Dear MySpace,I want to report this image!It claims to be a photo butanyone can clearly see itis a poem draped sensuouslyacross the chairlegs and arms all sinewyand leanwhite pants resting againstcool ...
Posted by on Mon, 19 Nov 2007 01:10:00 GMT |
Just Weird thoughts |
Oxymoron . . .filled to the brimwith theoxymoronicnotion that emptinessmeans nothing whenit actually means everything . . .as in realizing that insidenothingnessresides all that ismissingso in effectw...
Posted by on Fri, 16 Nov 2007 19:16:00 GMT |
Faith |
God Has the Last WordAfter 57 years the Night hadHad enough and told the Day soIn no uncertain termsOf course, Day would have none ofIt, and so a fight ensued causing quitea ruckus in all parts of the...
Posted by on Sun, 07 Oct 2007 01:46:00 GMT |
Tramps and Thieves |
Gypsy CaravanThey came by at midnightIn wagons hung with lanternsas soft as moonlight, dressed in colorsAs deep as the evening shadeAnd I met him in the shadowsThe devil's brother all swarthyAnd hands...
Posted by on Wed, 03 Oct 2007 02:06:00 GMT |
