Wednesday, November 1, 2006
I don't fit inMost places I go I don't fit in. I don't feel bad just different. I don't gay bash. I don't watch 'COPS'. I don't talk ghetto or complain very much. I don't wear prada or drink a latte. I don't drink to get drunk or smoke to get high. I don't stay out all night chase anyone's tail I love my family I... Sign in to see full entry.posted by Schatz at 9:31 PM Comments (11) (link) Tuesday, October 24, 2006
cyclicalthe dictionary says recurring, moving in cycles the whole world whorls cyclical how can we be ready to move on when we move in circles? we move constantly and right down to our molecules we are motion but it's automatic the cyclical movement isn't purposeful it's wearing a groove great, if you're... Sign in to see full entry.posted by Schatz at 7:05 AM Comments (3) (link) Monday, October 23, 2006
hey, tonighttonight the leaves fall whisper soft to the cold ground and snow threatens. tonight I choose to surround myself with friends, to chat happily, to pet my favorite dog. tonight I want a hot bath and you, warming up the bed when I get in it. tonight I want to forget the day I've had, to just lie... Sign in to see full entry.posted by Schatz at 4:36 PM Comments (8) (link) Monday, September 25, 2006
Pandora's Heart Shaped BoxWhat is it about me that makes some people want to tell me everything? What is it that makes them think I'd make a good doormat? Why is it that being nice and being willing to be taken advantage of are synonymous? Why is it that I'm everyone's best friend regardless of how I feel about them? Why... Sign in to see full entry.posted by Schatz at 2:06 PM Comments (7) (link) Friday, September 22, 2006
SpiritualityIf my spirituality were a garment I could wear it would be a white cotton sweater; heavy, reassuring and soft without blemish. If my spirituality were a place it would be Elora Gorge; deep, mysterious and wild with beauty. If my spirituality were an element it would be Earth, fecund and powerful;... Sign in to see full entry.posted by Schatz at 6:55 AM Comments (2) (link) Saturday, September 9, 2006
Another someone elseThe urge to burn my old poetry is strong. As if by engulfing the paper in flames I'd erase the pain and the need, the negativity that was the way I saw the world then. Misery went hand in hand with love and I, a bizarre love triangle. If I didn't still have that writing I may have forgotten entirely... Sign in to see full entry.posted by Schatz at 6:38 AM Comments (6) (link) Thursday, August 3, 2006
Everyone needs more passion in their lives...No pun intended, Passion....I just started to post in my sex blog again...if you're interested. LOL Sign in to see full entry.posted by Schatz at 11:36 AM Comments (2) (link) Friday, July 21, 2006
This is a poem I wrote about my relationship with my oldest child. She's 7.My Love (Mia) Looking at you I feel a wave of fear, inadequacy, an incompetence that terrifies me. Behind this wall of seething emotion I know there is love. Hidden from me by my own doubts, it still exists. So in the dark tonight, I pray that you feel it. I'm desperate to know you aren't drowning... Sign in to see full entry.posted by Schatz at 3:59 PM Comments (9) (link)
She was just a baby here. Sign in to see full entry.
posted by Schatz at 8:02 AM Comments (6) (link) Monday, July 17, 2006
As I lie here beside you in the dark, Words swirl inside me like embers released from a roaring fire. I feel like my bones were never there and a bowl of warm honey balances where my stomach used to be. I want to tell you how you touch me and how much of me you've found that no one has ever had... Sign in to see full entry.
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About this BlogAll poetry, mostly my own original works. Also, maybe a few of the quotes or excerpts from the writing that inspired the poetry.Links |
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