she couldn’t care less that she was careless |
this is a cry out--to be heard is to listen, or the other way around, maybethis is a hello and a goodbye (but only fora short amount of time, so don't go forgetting me again)what is a relationship tha...
Posted by bojangles on Sun, 12 Oct 2008 11:15:00 PST |
a quick prayer |
a battle rages betweenone voice and another--inside i tell myself all is well, butfear grips tighter with each hour that passes.it is not given by the One i love, andthe One who loves me--i must remin...
Posted by bojangles on Fri, 25 Jul 2008 02:02:00 PST |
confusion |
i am at a place where i amnot quite sure what it takes andnot quite sure what to do whennothing seems to slow down the timetomorrow is one day closer tothe next day, which could be...because you never...
Posted by bojangles on Tue, 08 Jul 2008 11:24:00 PST |
on being sick and tired |
waiting...to see responsesto get a reactionfor an answer wheni know there's not one coming (something, anything, please?)wondering what she's thinking,andthinking about her constantlyi am sick and tir...
Posted by bojangles on Tue, 08 Jul 2008 12:40:00 PST |
strawberry fields forever (beatles series pt 3) |
i borrowed a quarter from the blind beggar's cupto make a call from the pay phone outside the train station"darlin', baby, i'm comin' home"i said, but i heard the phone cilck--then silence--i give th...
Posted by bojangles on Tue, 01 Jul 2008 10:41:00 PST |
about a girl |
There is a girl I talk to from time to time, whose eyes disguise the pain inside, turning it into a reflection of happiness in love she longs to feel (again). Her smile, although subtle, is brighter t...
Posted by bojangles on Tue, 01 Jul 2008 10:27:00 PST |
true stories dont always have the happiest endings |
"I remember the fist time we danced," I said nervously to this beautiful girl staring up into my eyes. "I don't remember the song, no," I continued, "but it was a slow one." To that, I think I remembe...
Posted by bojangles on Sun, 29 Jun 2008 07:04:00 PST |
another dream |
I had a dream last night about a girl. Who this girl is is irrelevant. The idea, however, on which this dream was based, is the basis for my search for love. For true love, in my mind, is an idea or r...
Posted by bojangles on Fri, 27 Jun 2008 12:22:00 PST |
hopeless romantic |
i don't quite know why ihaven't been able to havethe "things" i want, rather thanthose "things" that want me.i would love to really believethat my words thrown togetherin poetry could change minds, bu...
Posted by bojangles on Thu, 26 Jun 2008 07:48:00 PST |
dont let me down (beatles series pt 2) |
d irections backwards from what i rememberedo n the way to somewhere i swore i'd seen before--n othing new is nothing old or vice versa...t here's just no way to tell reality from a dream.l et me...
Posted by bojangles on Tue, 24 Jun 2008 02:58:00 PST |
