Live Wire |
Let the clothes dry on the line.Let the bacon fry in the pan.Let the mind try and figure out.What is time, but a way to track from one moment to the next?What is rhyme, but a way to sound like somethi...
Posted by on Mon, 26 Jan 2009 18:46:00 GMT |
Mime Field by Raddmann Gee |
Trash cans line the road that is paved with happiness.And all that glitters is gold, and all that is bought has been sold.Once more the trials have been completed.Once more the veils have been lifted....
Posted by on Thu, 22 Jan 2009 19:46:00 GMT |
"Dusting the Wind" |
Rounding the corner and my head heads home.And the gnome of the dome plows the field that's sown.Particles accelerate with the wind in their heirs.Fortune from the flares that their hearing impairs.Pr...
Posted by on Tue, 13 Jan 2009 16:29:00 GMT |
Castle Vania |
Boo ya!Boo hoo.
Boo to the sad wait in line that's weighed in timewhich, time minus nine equals a half past a quarter 'til.
Quill the sunrise and paint an Indian Sunset.Fashion a disaster, but don't t...
Posted by on Fri, 14 Nov 2008 01:40:00 GMT |
Poem 9 |
The Dark Lord of the Pith rises from his firey graveand treads ever so gently across twigs made of stone.
While prone to go unknown, the lighting rod of confusion pouts ever so suddenly.
Quaint disas...
Posted by on Sun, 26 Oct 2008 04:45:00 GMT |
"Brain Freeze" by Raddmann Gee |
Timelessness counts by the hours, one minute at a time.Stare at my watch and wait on it hand and foot.Miles and miles of yesteryears await again around every corner.It's time like these I've never see...
Posted by on Sat, 30 Aug 2008 06:27:00 GMT |
"Bench Market" by Raddmann Gee |
Waterfalls paint the side of the mountain like a seaside symphony.The fish swim upstream and are swallowed by a giant whale.
Trails of trail dust and steaks and snakes and sweet cornflakesWill tie us ...
Posted by on Tue, 26 Aug 2008 02:04:00 GMT |
"Time Travel" by Raddmann Gee |
More on the news later this evening.There's more on the tube today than there ever has been before.Follow the trail of beans to the great surfin' safari.Follow the leader. Plaid shirts and all.M...
Posted by on Tue, 12 Aug 2008 16:56:00 GMT |
"Tear" by Raddmann Gee |
Whatever happened to the Mac Daddy and the Daddy Mac?Who's going to make us jump now?A crime of passion. A crime of fashion. A sublime sarcasm.Pardon me while I staple my emotions to my sleeve.Pardon...
Posted by on Mon, 11 Aug 2008 21:10:00 GMT |
Tryptophan |
Watch the Eiffel Tower as it leans against itself.Watch the cold wind blow as it blows from right to left.You melt in my arms but not in my hands.And I will wear on my sleeves the emotions we share.Li...
Posted by on Mon, 28 Jul 2008 19:51:00 GMT |
