Jack He careened off the hallway wall as he made his way toward the Wandering Jew. The plant was nearly dead, and Jack was fairly drunk. Passing the threshold of the living room, he stopped to stare at a photograph of his daughter. Blonde, innocent, the blue eyes caught his, tears welled, and he... Sign in to see full entry.
Friday, February 12, 2010
Thursday, February 11, 2010
The Beach She rolled and her body turned as a bovine mount on a spit. Grains of sand powdered in patches across that wall of a back. The sun cooked and the sand fleas jumped in her ears. She slept oblivious as most. Casual wind lifted only the driest of hair. Young girls buried a friend left her... Sign in to see full entry.
Monday, February 8, 2010
In The Quiet Snow fell all about in the quiet. The scarecrow was on a knee, crooked there in the field, as though sinking in a sea of white. A barn stood and sheltered animals. The dark sky breathed only cold upon leaning stalks of brown corn. In the quiet, furrows of crystal formed atop frozen... Sign in to see full entry.
Sunday, February 7, 2010
Ode to Cradle Farm Now, the baby had been born. Tom Kit was his name, his hair was rugged brown. Tom Kit fell many times, in travels, on Cradle farm. He stole ants from the slate, while they where busy in their work. He pulled cat’s tail, not knowing she owned it, as it brushed by his nose one day.... Sign in to see full entry.
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Born
The rain came, and through the sky it fell. It made mud cradles, filled fish homes, and found a farmer's smile. Water opened,and worsted wills healed, the silver beads found green corn, while she washed in a brown cherry bucket. The last of his love, was drawn by soft sponge. The locusts made quiet,... Sign in to see full entry.
Saturday, October 10, 2009
On The Train On this morning I rode the train, more conscious this morning than most. Sheaves of sunlight strayed before me, knifing through smeared Plexiglas windows. I felt a strange comfort afforded me, almost a drug, a cloak of utter awareness. Outside the plastic windows, winter’s cold shown on... Sign in to see full entry.
Sunday, September 20, 2009
Empty
Empty deserts of loss slow my walk. Shadows of listless thoughts crowd my days and impale all desire of any hope. And yet, there is still, a plan packed away in trunks yet untouched by days yet to come. So vast is the sometimes sea of despair, hopeless rot of sorrow for my now, my here, my puddle of... Sign in to see full entry.
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Finish
It's late, we have to muster, time is burning... burning, it can't wait, it's burning, our here and now is cooking! We have to gather and slow our death! The finish is ours to stop! We control destiny, and let no man stand in the way! Sign in to see full entry.
Monday, June 22, 2009
You... You, know who you are. You wonder why you're here, on earth, what's the plan for you, why were you born. You wake in the night and your mind runs, for minutes sometimes, but also hours, usually as a busy train station, skewered direction, all at once concentration then none at all. A flower... Sign in to see full entry.
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Lift us up, show us, train us... Do what you do, but we are the ones whose strings you think you pull! Watch the back of your heads Guns are there... GJH 09 Sign in to see full entry.