in the end |
in the end there isa broken hammer to fixwhile nails are waiting (c) 10/06 Larry W Johnson...
Posted by Larz Boah on Fri, 20 Oct 2006 08:12:00 PST |
The Daunting Skies |
The Daunting Skiesinto crashing wavesrains fall from the daunting skieslooking glass to eye from the requiemof a sea which pushes meinto pearls devine pirate winds do blowinto battle push us...
Posted by Larz Boah on Wed, 11 Oct 2006 08:37:00 PST |
was asked: Why do you write poetry?........i repied....... |
for exploration, salvation, deviationfor the 'make-believe' Nationfor sleepless nights and lovely sightsfor terror filled heart and love of the nightto share my mental waresto relieve all worldy cares...
Posted by Larz Boah on Sat, 07 Oct 2006 08:43:00 PST |
passed away |
About a year ago I almost dated a girl that I had met when I had doubts about the relationship that I was in at the time.She also had problems with an abusive boyfriend. Wenever did connect and she le...
Posted by Larz Boah on Sun, 01 Oct 2006 02:01:00 PST |
i am |
i was born to dieand for this injustice i speakwrite and cryout into the open sky; i am an american artistat war and peace with myself, extracting my hearts,placing them into the hungry flowers which ...
Posted by Larz Boah on Sat, 30 Sep 2006 01:51:00 PST |
Was Just Thinking |
Was just thinking.....if I could manage to turn my head all theway around...then, I could see what it was that I had done andtherefore get a clearer picture...then, maybe I could be sure thatwhat I ha...
Posted by Larz Boah on Fri, 29 Sep 2006 12:57:00 PST |
new poem |
_________________________________________ my right arm extended beyond placticity.....further froman elbow, but what was left was therelike an old friend beyond repair: one with tattered hairwho ...
Posted by Larz Boah on Sat, 16 Sep 2006 01:37:00 PST |
A New Poem by me |
what is poem......?it is meop, yet remains opem,is a folly or dust-mop for Dolly whobrushes away the scattered memoriesfrom another day when she prayed,or did.........he prey?her poor butterfly wings ...
Posted by Larz Boah on Wed, 13 Sep 2006 08:56:00 PST |
Goodnight to the Beaming Starlight |
After all innocence died and left only by the bereft,it now seemed like the streaming trains obliterated the vast occupational gated fences, topped w/barbed wirewhere dogs of freedom run, escape, bree...
Posted by Larz Boah on Sat, 02 Sep 2006 11:07:00 PST |
