Saturday, August 20, 2005
Windows (And Farewells)
Ok, here's the deal, I'm a student who is too lazy to get a job and I basically don't want all my money going into this blog's subscription, so, in a day or so, I will cancel my subscription, and this blog, I presume, will cease it's short life and go to blog heaven. Before I do cancel, I would like...
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Friday, August 19, 2005
I'm old enough now
I'm old enough now To say what I mean It's time for me to go If you know what I mean. I'm old enough now To find my own way out I'm old enough now To find my own life Seperate and complete In its own rights (I'm old enough for those too) And for the consequences of the very same (I'll accept those...
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Thursday, August 18, 2005
Where Echoes Cry
Hey everybody, just got my AS results back! Got an "A" in English, "B" in Physics and "C"'s in History and Maths! Well chuffed! Hurrah for the ancient bastions of learning! Where Echoes Cry There is a place out there Where the echoes of voices cry Their words are smothered By the dreams of youth...
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Tuesday, August 16, 2005
Warm blooded mammal
It’s tough when you’re A warm blooded mammal In such a cold cruel world Where the icy winds blow Down over the sunbeam And the seeds of loneliness sown Often too often too often Down on the Earth as if to say "I lost you years ago I wish you’d go away" And then the bird taking flight Yells out for...
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Monday, August 15, 2005
WARNING: This is not a poem
We interrupt this broadcast for a quick unveiling of the depths of this blogger's ignorance. That's right folks! This blogger has absolutely no idea what he is doing! And so we, at your favourite blogging station, would like to pose the following questions: "Just how the blog does one get on the...
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Sunday, August 14, 2005
Ramblings of the Blind (Ramble on O' Brothers Near and Far)
Ramblings of the Blind Life bleeds out of the soul Like ink from a pen. An ear can hear a call But an army is made up of men Birds may look Free, but believe you To me, they sleep in the dirt And die when they’re hurt. A call to arms is a Dangerous thing. More Tempting, is a call to feet. If you...
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Saturday, August 13, 2005
Modern Times
Clocks, watches, They all say the same. Minutes like hours, Ain’t it a shame? Testing of rockets, Take men to the moon Filling of pockets, They burst all too soon. The War of the Right, The Right of the Wrong, Is it really so Right? Or the view of the Strong? Two Thousand Years of wasted time....
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Friday, August 12, 2005
Poly Personae
Facts. That’s all they ever give. I want emotion, feeling and thought. Give me what they thought they were doing, not what they did. Who cares what they did? It doesn’t matter half as much as why they did it. For how can you learn from their failings if you do not understand that failing? Will you...
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Thursday, August 11, 2005
Way of the Mind (musical dreams)
For the times we leave our minds firmly on cruise control I just have to say it is tough enough without losing control Or maybe that is how we managed to prevent the fall I cannot say, I can’t even imagine it all But I know of how the music said everything I thought Of how the tune spoke of emotion...
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Wednesday, August 10, 2005
The Lone Wolf
The lone wolf howls for a distant home In his solitude he howls for the unknown Gentle shores roll on forever The wolf may drink but he’ll never Find just whatever it is he’s looking for. A better sky than this wept for all we did And I felt the tear on my face but I don’t recall what I said If the...
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Monday, August 8, 2005
On the Verge
Feelings lost in the pit of the stomach, throat dry as the expectation in the brain. Lashings of old fashioned stories breed Greatness on the tip of the tongue. Copyright © 2005 Jonathan Potter. All rights reserved.
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Sunday, August 7, 2005
Mirror Image Reverse
Moral courage is a double edged sword slicing from brother to brother in a flurry of cold anger at the evil infection from West of the land of God. Anger at mirrors tricks and truth all become one under one roof where trapped they gather like lambs only to slaughter each other. And the rich get...
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Thursday, August 4, 2005
This One's For You...
A silver flower dances amongst the daisies in the sunlight A smaller person would see it as a monster, a larger person nought at all I, myself, as the root of my own shortcomings, see it as a flower To be gazed upon, smelt, enjoyed, and forgotten, tossed on a rotting heap of old memories. "This...
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Tuesday, August 2, 2005
Summer Storm
Clouds over high Push back the sun yonder, A wind whispers, then shouts at the sky. An elderly couple, yet ever fonder, Make themselves known with a flash and a boom And all is rage at the simple, natural lie Of what the townsfolk called summer. The rage is weakened by its sudden feeling, A tear is...
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Monday, August 1, 2005
Comfort in Rhyme Part Three
III (Memoirs of the winter) The snow sneaks silently up on the night, The moon casts it’s hollow searchlight And the wind howls an eerie tribute To the audacity. Even this Mediocrity, is required in loose Rhyme. Forget yourself, Sit on a mine. Ten miles of cloud plummet down Upon a rain. The mind’s...
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Comfort in Rhyme Part Two
II (Changing of the Clocks) The sky is an interesting cure To a disease I’m not sure I have But that haunts every moment of every day More than anyone could ever say. The clouds, puffy and round All together now, they sing a new song Full of hope and joy The overture gets me every time And I find...
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Sunday, July 31, 2005
Comfort in Rhyme (Part One)
I (Winter begins) A snowfall is almost unheard of in mid October But that is when the sky begins the descent. I don’t recall when I forgot her But it must have been sometime around that first flake That fell in mid October. The summer had been warm and agreeable, Enticing in the young men that love...
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