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Subcategories
The Lord is my shepherd,
want not therefore shall I
want
not
I suppose craving falls under want
somewhere
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Give it up, man
The first step is admission
that there is even something
to admit
From there, it's basically painful.
Think about this carefully:
wanting to be wanted;
wanting to be known; and
wanting to avoid looking foolish.
All hardwired in.
Wanting to be read,
to be heard,
to be seen, even.
Sitting alone
should be simpler
than this
somewhere
If I call your name
will you answer
or figure that it's not worth the pain
The look in a young child's eyes
when they thought
you were friends forever
Trees bend in the wind
and sometimes break
every day
the sun comes up
somewhere
Monday, January 10, 2011
A gentle flame
The Truth has some ways to hurt
unlooked for
He gives, He takes away
So cruel it seems at times
to set us free
by dragging into the open
and no chance really to explain
or put in a word for beauty
500 meters high
at a sudden burst
of anger unlooked for
the creatures stagger, wounded
calamity, collisions
hope unwound
and left away
It's not right, you know.
A gentle flame burns
quietly in the night
not that way, again
Morning Rush
lemonsqueezehotoatmealteapushupsshaveshowerinternetironashirtbrushteethdressedandoutthedoor
Saturday, January 08, 2011
Limited Edition
Waking, dreamlands beckon return
from some ten thousand divisions of a week
but open ears, the inside
of my mouth
and pillow-turn of head
signal another limited edition day
loves and losses,
regrets
all stored away
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