Thoughts that sometime...rhyme

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Saturday, April 29, 2006

I wanna be kool, yo!

If I put just a slight curl in the bill of my hat, will I be cool? If I put that slightly curled hat bill at just the right angle, will I be cool? If I turn my hat around backwards, will I be cool? After all that a hat is just a hat and I cannot be cool, if I am just an old fool! Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, April 8, 2006

Gonna have to face it, you're addicted to blogging.

The lights are on, but you are at home Your mind is not all your own Your body sweats, your body shakes Another blog is what it takes You can’t eat, you can’t sleep There’s no doubt you’re in deep Your throat is tight, you can’t breathe Another post is all you need Oh, you like to think you’re... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, March 29, 2006

A dream beckoned.(a re-post)

I crawled into a dream, it was warm and comfy, I think I had been there before and as I snuggled in the real world began to disappear it was all beauty here no nasty people, nothing to fear. I licked an ice cream cone made from the sweet parts of life until my tongue became the color of the sun and... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, March 25, 2006

Fate makes the future tense.

In the land where time stands still lies a gunman on a grassy hill, his target moves into range, a squeeze of the trigger and all history will change. We cannot go back and change the past, but what happened will make the moment last and surely manipulate the future. Once history is set in stone a... Sign in to see full entry.

The stroll of life

Blank shoe shuffle down an endless sidewalk lined with trees of doubt flowers of remorse everyone has ridden off on their horse. The dusty lonely empty street of life curves ever over the horizon only to reappear behind me. It is spring, I can’t wait for the street sweepers. Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, March 22, 2006

Your are what you eat, now ain’t that neat!

Do things define us? Or just undermine us? Are we the Starbucks we drink? Or perhaps the point is, we think? Are the objects of our life who we really are? Am I a tailored suit or a sleek shiny car? Maybe a cool cell phone to boot? Hear now my text message, while I interact, a right of life’s... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, March 10, 2006

Merging with the night

Turn Signal: click-a, click-a, click-a….. Tachometer: 1000rpm, 1500rpm, 2000rpm, 2500rpm, 3000rpm, 3500rpm…. Speedometer: 25mph, 35mph, 45mph, 55mph, 65mph….. Merging complete, Make lane selection. Right lane ok for now. Gas gauge: Are we there yet? Oil pressure gauge: 40lbs, all ok, are we where... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, March 3, 2006

Life Is Cars at Night, a photopoem

Cars slide by in the night catching reflections whisking their passengers along the freeway of life looking for an off-ramp. The freeway goes everywhere and ends nowhere, blurring into a continuum bound for destiny. When we get there, will we be done, or have just begun? Photo by F4T hand held time... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, February 28, 2006

Screaming Freeway lights, a photopoem.

Exit signs scream GREEN The city bounces by naked lights streaking into the darkness from whence they came. Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, February 26, 2006

People should be Together, if only To curl next to each other and complain about the weather. Sign in to see full entry.

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