planting hope in sand. |
I am yesterdays bastard.
Pointing to sky,
Made you look.
Vast space of smothered hope,
Filtered in the references of god,
a cloud, and fading stars.
Whats the point,
When, all good, vast spa...
Posted by on Sat, 28 Jun 2008 04:37:00 GMT |
Underground |
Life has so many ups.
Such life finds its self down.
knocking on the doors of our own pitty.
Listen to me
what we do for fun.
listen to your problems..
watch me practice a.d.d.
as i think of my...
Posted by on Sun, 18 May 2008 19:03:00 GMT |
Spade. |
.
Love is not in my cards,
Im better playing the deck,
than I am winning the game.
.
What fun is a heart , if people think its spade.
What fun is truth,
if it ends the same.
.
......
Posted by on Sun, 16 Mar 2008 14:14:00 GMT |
Duck |
Hi,
Excuse me,
Shyness in a kiss,
Was it a mistle toe?
Something I missed.
Excuse me as I "close my eyes",
Excuse me as open my heart to yours,
I close these eyes,
why?
Becasuse gre...
Posted by on Wed, 12 Mar 2008 00:09:00 GMT |
Swimmers ear... |
Honesty, whats the problem with honesty? Frankly, I believe all people lie? Why? Two reasons, first, people are afraid of loosing what they have, second, people do not know themselves.
The problem wit...
Posted by on Tue, 11 Mar 2008 23:32:00 GMT |
When, "Your in like with HER". |
Its long since I have been kissed.
But such a great kiss, I missed.
Such fun is kissing, I forgotten.
How often, I missed appreaciating a beautiful womans...
Lips.
Posted by on Mon, 10 Mar 2008 18:10:00 GMT |
Book |
Ran into the Devil..
One sunday night... Cool and crisp.
Cold outside, I said, "I needed a jacket".
He hadn't one to give.
So he said, "Son of man" , Had you a soul ...a Jacket would cost you...
Posted by on Wed, 19 Dec 2007 21:40:00 GMT |
Tin Man |
I Walk past myself in a dream.
There &Holding up a card board box, a sign, some holey Chuck Tailors', toes hanging out. I stand there swimming in tattered cloths that look to fit four sizes to...
Posted by on Fri, 14 Dec 2007 08:22:00 GMT |
Here |
Heres a thought.
I can point out twelve reasons to prove you wrong. You cant provide one reason why your right....
Posted by on Thu, 22 Nov 2007 21:17:00 GMT |
What makes the world go round? |
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What makes the world go around?
So.... Why are men the way we are?
Secret? Because we are not like you? We were not raised to be great story tellers, paint pictures, that impress the ...
Posted by on Tue, 20 Nov 2007 22:21:00 GMT |
