Tuesday, November 17, 2009
After the End (continued)
After the End Death is the root for some of the ultimate questions during life. Well, there is one thing I know for sure now. I’m dead. Sadly, none of my questions that really mattered had been answered, if anything I have more than I did when my heart was still beating. Only thing I know that I...
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Monday, November 16, 2009
Sonnet of Unrequited Love
I picked a flower for my love today as I wandered on the lonely dirt road. Oh, how I wished that he might have stayed. If he had, much love I could have bestowed. But my love was called across the sea. Of all he could have seen I do not know. Before he departed I said my plea, for the love for me he...
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Thursday, November 12, 2009
A Breezy Day . . .
A Breezy day Comes Descending upon Earth in a Frenzy for Autumn. Gravity seems irrelevant as Hundreds of leaves Incrementally change and fall. Judgments of cool nights Knows no Limits as it Meanders around leaving Nothing but bare branches behind. Overly flashy the leaves Perish Quickly Reflecting...
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Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Studying, its life altering...
I think it's safe to say, that after studying for six hours straight, if I were to sneeze, biology vocab would be all that came out. If I cried, my tears would be nothing but phylums, and classes. If I were to bleed, there would be no cells and plasma left, only the black and white of the words from...
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Sunday, November 8, 2009
Stuck Here
Why am I stuck here? Where here is, I still need to decide. Why am I stuck here? I yearn for someone in who I can confide. But from where I am, I cannot see. Where here is, I still need to decide. If I could speak these words, then I could be free. I look and wish the words could to be found. But...
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Saturday, November 7, 2009
Train
The sound of the train woke me, as its whistle calling out into the darkness, echoed through my cracked window. The crickets were silent, summer had fled, and the moon shown pale, in the clear sky, illuminating little in its slight form. Only the wind stirred. The creak of my window as I strained to...
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Thursday, November 5, 2009
Mask I, II, III
Mask I I speak in quiet tones, but can anyone hear the screaming inside my head? My face is calm, and understanding, but can anyone see the undercurrents ripping through my eyes? I love completely, but can anyone sense the cracks and imperfections in my heart? My hands are steady in their work, but...
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After the End
After the End (this is a new book idea that I have. I don't know if I'll do anything with it, but I figured I'd share anyway.) After the End Death is the root for some of the ultimate questions during life. Well, there is one thing I know for sure now. I’m dead. Sadly, none of my questions that...
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Wednesday, November 4, 2009
After the End
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Monday, November 2, 2009
Darkness. (its a little random, but I had fun with the different images)
Darkness... to be in wanting of light. A room is never dark without the help of curtains or shades. Some sleep better without the intrusion of light. They draw their shields across the window. Others hearts race at the first sight of the black silhouette of twilight creeping in. They switch on the...
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Sunday, November 1, 2009
Imagine a clearing on a windy day . . .
See a shadow pass along the ground. Around and around, higher and higher, it doesn't matter; the dark shape is still tied down to the land. Hear the scream, high and sharp. Hear the cry and it carries on and on, holding all the words that are in its heart. There is silence again, but that scream...
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Holding Out for a Hero
16 September 2009 Holding Out for a Hero Flash to a kindergarten room. All the small children are sitting in a circle around a rocking chair which holds the grandmotherly figure of the teacher. Mrs. Doughannie had a loud voice for such a gentle person, and her hair framed her face in a grey halo. I...
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Friday, October 30, 2009
Darkness Descends. . .
Black cats Witch’s hats Flying bats Dying light Evil spite One night No one is safe when Halloween comes stalking. You better get a grip and stop your knees from knocking. Cause the ghosts can hear you, and other creatures too. If you show weakness it’s your soul they’ll seek with shadowy hands and...
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How? . . . Love of the Wind . . .
How do I describe it? The restlessness… the agitation… the stir… and then the nothingness… the numbness… inside my chest. I want the wind washing over me, the song of the North is in my blood. I’m in withdrawal and the detox is almost more than I can bare. I’m walking alone with my friends beside...
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Thursday, October 29, 2009
How? . . . Love of the Wind . . .
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Lost Light
Walking along, I cannot even see my hand in front of my face, let alone my feet or the ground upon which I tread. Yet, I only stumble, I do not fall. Is there a Grace that holds me? Or is it all a matter of chance? Any moment, the edge could come, and I would be powerless, useless not to take that...
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Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Sigh of the Eclipse . . .
I am for the moon, because I can look upon its face, unlike the sun whose bright rays make me lose my sight. The moon is ever changing, soft and fluid like its light as it phases across the sky. It shares the blue and black abyss of eternity with the far off stars. The sun is jealous, outshining all...
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Tuesday, October 27, 2009
In Regret . . .
I’m regretting not moving to a city where no one knows my name. Far away, I would not have to watch the friends I know change, whether for the good or the bad, I cannot tell. Stationary, and unchanging, that is not how I wanted to be, but that seems to be the place I am standing. My feet are heavy....
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Monday, October 26, 2009
Boredom...
In math class it is boredom that I feel when numbers and letters are all I see. Some numbers are undefined, others real. The mystery for us is what can X be. Let's work the equations and find it out. Not very exciting if you ask me. When others can't work it out, I want to shout. Adding and...
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Saturday, October 24, 2009
Accelerate
Sitting alone waiting for the red light hanging high across the intersection to change to green, I tap to the beat of the music softly vibrating the car and what seems to be my hollow chest. Falling steadily, numerous rain drops pound the once parched ground, moon roof, and roll down the dark...
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