Prayers Made in the Cold of Night (Poetry) |
Here is another version of the poem, as it appeared in 1992.
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Our whole life is spent in flux;
our emotions riot in our minds.
We will never understand them,
for emotions were not meant to be... Posted by Gillecriosde on Fri, 17 Oct 2008 09:15:00 PST |
The Wind (Short Story) |
The WindI wrote this for my friend Dawn one night, when she and I were sitting up and talking. She was practising on my guitar and she said: 'Write me a story.' So I did.He swept the floor in long, fi... Posted by Gillecriosde on Mon, 13 Oct 2008 11:10:00 PST |
All Along the Watchtower (Dylan) |
'All Along the Watchtower (Dylan)'This song moves me. As the hour is getting late, I'll not say much; the hour is getting late.
... Posted by Gillecriosde on Sat, 11 Oct 2008 03:41:00 PST |
On Gallantry |
'On Gallantry and the Green Man'The word has various uses. The sense that makes the most, sense, to me is in the first, sense. That is, in the sense of bravery, spiritedness, of noble-mindedness...eve... Posted by Gillecriosde on Wed, 08 Oct 2008 04:01:00 PST |
On the Bank Bailout |
'It's a Three-Ring Circus Out There'This bailout stuff. Just not sure what to think. Similar arguments are raging in Europe, with Ireland being castigated by the e-Union for its unilateral assurance o... Posted by Gillecriosde on Thu, 02 Oct 2008 09:08:00 PST |
The Left Hand of Fate (Short Story) |
'The Left Hand of Fate', by C.F. LapinelThe man who was Mr. Hoge looked high above into the infernal gloom. It was a large chamber that he was in, made of raw earth and stone. He blinked. He saw someo... Posted by Gillecriosde on Tue, 30 Sep 2008 01:29:00 PST |
On My Most Favorite Comment, I’ve Ever Left |
Dedicated to all the Bloggitiurs who inspire me.I put a lot of thought into the comments I write on other people's blogs. I try to express some salient point, leave an intelligent response. You know t... Posted by Gillecriosde on Sun, 28 Sep 2008 04:28:00 PST |
On Realizing the Reality You See... |
'On Realizing the Reality You See is What You've Chosen to Believe...' or 'The King of Nowhere'If this city were a hat, how would it look on me?Just as it does.Just as it does.Last night, Monday, Sept... Posted by Gillecriosde on Wed, 24 Sep 2008 10:59:00 PST |
On Experience |
Consciousness is the ability to experience duration and form an opinion on the matter. A rock experiences duration, in its own fashion, but doesn't give a toss. We have the ability to perceive all the... Posted by Gillecriosde on Fri, 19 Sep 2008 10:42:00 PST |
Dedication to a Friend (Poetry) |
'For My Friends, Wherever and Always'Oh I see the pain in your open eyes,like a choir of angels, Gabriel on hornand Michael on six-string, it's all the blues -and the chords whip through the hall of m... Posted by Gillecriosde on Tue, 16 Sep 2008 12:34:00 PST |