Red Day |
I find that sometimes, the well runs a little dry,And that the sky can seem a whole lot of blind.
Lost in my freedom with treasures unkind,Seems like Heaven is blowing my mind.
Yes, I've been sc...
Posted by on Sun, 25 Nov 2007 17:03:00 GMT |
BUbbles |
Life is in a bubbleThat slowly floats awayTrying so hard to carryOur dreams off afarFragile seams confrontingInfinity is your nothingBlessed be the bubbleThat never floats awayI dream inside...
Posted by on Sun, 04 Nov 2007 07:36:00 GMT |
The Rose |
There's a rose
Within your heart,
That blooms
Wherever you are.
___________________
I slipped a rosebeneath your door,petals of futilityfell to the floor,your soul shutme out,your handbroke my face.
...
Posted by on Wed, 29 Aug 2007 12:16:00 GMT |
life in a shadow |
There has to be a reason,
that when I walk into a dark house,
I love it so; oh how I find it comforting,
safe and secure.
How I wish I could reverse
The sun and&nb...
Posted by on Sat, 11 Aug 2007 12:10:00 GMT |
Cottonball Rabbits |
Drops of rain cooling down the afternoonsplash across the hot pavement creatingsteambaths of heaven and smelly asphalt,forming circular ground clouds that divide into cottonball rabbits which scattera...
Posted by on Thu, 22 Mar 2007 03:02:00 GMT |
Quips |
While rustling leaves get our attenton,A quite root waits in hiding .
I struck out to build a ship for two,But only one could fit.
The days whip by as if they we...
Posted by on Wed, 21 Mar 2007 03:27:00 GMT |
Stay Hopeful |
Hope you find a line or two of interest.
Maybe I made a mistake
spreading all this hate
infuriate, oblitirate
Tell me why it's so.
Just in case we seperate
Don't communicate
...
Posted by on Sun, 04 Feb 2007 17:43:00 GMT |
Life |
Sometimes life is easy,
Sometimes it's rather hard.
Sometimes we're tired of pleasing,
We wonder who we are.
Life moves,stands still,
Gives and takes,
Doesn't...
Posted by on Sun, 04 Feb 2007 17:35:00 GMT |
Time |
The new year grows old
Before the pen knows it,
And the Month of March
But a warning of May.
Can you feel the changes
Like that of a late-summer day,
When the sun has...
Posted by on Sun, 04 Feb 2007 17:27:00 GMT |
The Pond |
While beholding the pond's unadulterated
world.
I wished to purloin away its secrets,
To understand what creatures were hiding beneath.
The harder I trie...
Posted by on Sun, 04 Feb 2007 17:21:00 GMT |
