"These Four Walls" |
These Four Walls These four walls have held me too long. Theres no door. No more room than there was before. Nothing changes but the shadows on the walls. Those shadows chasing the shadows down th...
Posted by on Wed, 01 Apr 2009 11:20:00 GMT |
"Blank" |
Blank Empty. Everything starts empty. We fill it. We complete it. Never drawing a blank. Never leaving unfinished. No surface absent some characteristic blemish all our own. White. White is where ...
Posted by on Wed, 04 Mar 2009 13:47:00 GMT |
"Awkward" |
Awkward Well isnt this awkward. Something just isnt quite right. These clothes I am wearing have never felt this tight. At least they didnt fit this way the other night. Or was that last week; m...
Posted by on Wed, 18 Feb 2009 12:36:00 GMT |
"The Beauty In Scars" |
The Beauty In Scars Down below the surface; a memory keeps. Covered with discolored tissue and knotted meat; from a wound felt so deep. Sometimes hidden or displayed proudly; these marks reveal sadl...
Posted by on Fri, 30 Jan 2009 14:21:00 GMT |
"A Walk Within" |
" A Walk Within" " I woke to the new day within a shell. Kept from any escape; awake and dreaming. This flesh has bound me but I know the truth. I was not always here. My eyes search wildly to discove...
Posted by on Fri, 30 Jan 2009 13:44:00 GMT |
"On The Surface" |
"On the Surface"
"Do you like what you see? Is there an opinion yet of what you think of me? This is only a cover you're seeing. I'm an open book, just turn inside and take a look. Let the binding ke...
Posted by on Tue, 23 Dec 2008 20:58:00 GMT |
"A Portrait of Me" |
"A Portrait of Me"
"No. I am not disfigured. Not many would call me ugly, and there is nothing wrong with what I see. The portrait is something more than just a picture of me. But maybe it would seem...
Posted by on Mon, 01 Sep 2008 23:47:00 GMT |
Happiness is... |
Happiness is&
I've grown old. But I am still young enough to admit-old is just the experience that measures the man, not the image in the mirror. When I think of where I have been; those places I lef...
Posted by on Mon, 30 Jun 2008 01:28:00 GMT |
The Human Condition. |
The Human Condition.
We are born human. We are thick with the stuff that it is. And amongst all that lives we are the only beings that suffer who we are. We are the only creatures that would look to...
Posted by on Fri, 20 Jun 2008 15:41:00 GMT |
"Missing Parts" |
"Missing Parts"
"Where do we go with all these missing parts? Carried high, carried low and left wherever we have gone. But never whole. Never fixed. No matter the patches or the stitch, the value of...
Posted by on Mon, 09 Jun 2008 13:01:00 GMT |
