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Tuesday, June 12, 2012

years of tears fell upon fears that are real

Thru all the years and the tears, smeared with death and regret, friends buried in cemetaries too damn young, so we made it thru hard-times just to get back, while all we could do was tip our beers, fighting thru this shit that we called our best years, lies, yes lies, very little reason to stay... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, June 11, 2012

true story from my life this past weekend. Can't get caught up!

i n the city where nights dance, and bullets zip by your un-knowing head, under the bright mesmorizing moon, with clouds hints of red, erect structures penetrate the city lights, till your beer buzzed eyes can't focus, but your whole crew is looking for a fight, and streets are grooved, thru... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, June 1, 2012

and here I am again, sleepless nights, mind racing, thinking of a million problems, that are so troublesome to me, two nights, one antique, made of cherry wood, and oak, my grandfather once made it and for the last one-hundred years, it's path was true, like and arrow and a bow, sleepless nights,... Sign in to see full entry.

and here I am again, sleepless nights, mind racing, thinking of a million problems, that are so troublesome to me, two nights, one antique, made of cherry wood, and oak, my grandfather once made it and for the last one-hundred years, it's path was to make it to me, sleepless nights, insomnia, a gift... Sign in to see full entry.

momma and daddy don't you worry about me, my sweet older sister, buy only three years my elder, don't you wonder or worry bout me, these days of economical anayaltion, only light a fire beneath me, to tie up loose ends, take it like I get it, since I don't believe in the welfare system, there are... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, May 30, 2012

I

I breathe, as does the cluster of star-roses do, I survive, as does the brown-thrasher, I continue, as does the interstate, knowing I must, and knowing I will. Sign in to see full entry.

choice

emotions all have a way of escaping, all are a line of communication, whether it be tears of an infant, from hunger or pain, or it be a rageful response of an adult, there is much to be said, as an infant is innocent and pure, so are it's emotional outlets, but, manipulation, comes in to play,... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, May 27, 2012

living

I ride, diamonds, bare-back, in mind numbing altitudes, I see, sun-sets that shade and never hide, red-velvet and amber,star-lit-skies, I am, now gazing from beneath the streets, I've scribed, invisible to those who dared not fly, in un-ruly times, I can hear, the jet stream's lullibies, moving so... Sign in to see full entry.

hopeful moments

somewhere in the middle of a moment, prayed upon in the past, learning why to let go, in order to move forward, holding on in spite of bitterness, dismisses happiness and summons sorrow, contradicting this moment of which you hoped, and prayed for, realizing releases the gravitational pull, the... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, May 26, 2012

memories, flashes, pictures instilled, engraved into my soul, recent ones, less than a day, mesmorized, by a girl less than five months old, when I was the first she saw, that morning, her sleepy, blue eyes mixed with pink gums smiling, blond peach-fuzz on the top of her head, and she had no idea of... Sign in to see full entry.

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