Saturday, June 18, 2005
The aging white hos
The aging white hos are drawn to the clubs where the jingling of bling bling on free drink glasses says the playas are holding court at the bar. In Shanghai, or Da Funk the aging white hos follow the bros to the Groovalicious beat or maybe take their seats as the Mothership chills. They dress with...
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Friday, March 4, 2005
Fatigue
Tiredness drenches me in a tedious stalemate too damp with drowsiness to lift and too thick with apathy to move. Eyelids struggle with the screen's glare piercing somnambulistic flutterings in a head heavy as concrete shoes. Sleep. I need to wrap myself in the depths of cherished slumber, until I...
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Friday, January 21, 2005
ode to my sunglasses
your black fingers caress the sides of my face, touching gently on the soft spot behind each ear. you are my bodyguard, shielding me from the power of the sun's rays. Protecting me from light. I've left you once or twice. Thought I could last without you. I always return to collect you.
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Tuesday, January 11, 2005
Life's Ocean
Stillness leaves me in its disapproving wake. Even in repose I ripple, never still. In slumber my eyes dart under cover like confined tadpoles. I wake with hunger, belly gnawing with waves of circling sharks eager to grasp greedy gulps of life, extracting the essence of existence. A feeding frenzy...
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Thursday, January 6, 2005
Bored at work
At work I sit and count the spots left on the walls by blutack dots. I click the mouse, I tap each key. I make myself some black coffee. Each single minute goes too slow, when I'm waiting for the time to go.
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Tuesday, January 4, 2005
Rain
Rain....... rain, rain, rain.... My grandmother, who died some twenty years ago, told me this story when I was fairly young, probably about ten years old. She had attended a poetry reading in New York, it would have had to have been in the late 1950's early 1960's. It was quite a glamorous affair,...
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Saturday, January 1, 2005
Startled Slumber
Sunlight’s sharp sting shimmers off her cheek and falls shattered on the white sheets in still but broken shards. Sabotaged eyelids stay shut, wanting to salvage the stillness of sleep, not salute the start of day’s schema. Sighing softly, she stretches and yawns, suppleness seeking the warmth of...
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Thursday, December 30, 2004
endings, beginnings
so, the year ends without fanfare, hardly a fuss for the end of one journey. time to sweep the moments into the memory banks and move on. time to pass in front of the mirror and smile, maybe even stop to admire the person i've become. so, a new year begins with fireworks and bubbles. a new journey,...
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Wednesday, December 22, 2004
Christmas @ Blogit
Twas Christmas time in Blogit land and we all have tales to write about different ways we spend the day, and our traditions on Christmas night. The trees we buy, the trees we make, the presents for family and friends. Cookies, cakes and the goodies we bake, different cultures, countries and trends....
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Thursday, November 4, 2004
Abyss
I sit on the edge of an abyss. I sense rather than see your hand Outstretched to bring me to safety. But the gap between me and your hand is too wide and ever widening. Instead of moving closer to your hand, The abyss is moving closer to me. I know that I must reach out and grasp even the tips of...
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