October always whittles me into the boats of my intentions setting a course into undelivered consciousness Sign in to see full entry.
Saturday, October 6, 2012
Saturday, September 22, 2012
The World’s too big for me, I should live in my shoe Or be a turtle Carrying my house upon my back I would expect my intentions If I could recall who I am— A rock amongst rocks Or this shell that I am Moving thru Time as if there were Ages I loved once Before I forgot how to be But it happened... Sign in to see full entry.
Wednesday, August 1, 2012
What is Truth? And why does it already have a name? Must I always begin before I got here or did I just miss something I saw was there? Sign in to see full entry.
Monday, July 9, 2012
Oh, what should I do today? Sing a song, tap my feet while I start dancing down the Yellow Brick Road Like I’m Singing In The Rain? Don’t get me wrong I love my renditions I just got my reasons Not to expect myself Where I’m going It takes time to find where you are And how to relate to it Presuming... Sign in to see full entry.
Monday, June 4, 2012
If to touch were to touch Would the idea precede me? Or would I wind myself up Within this world As a clock ticking until I awake Spring only happens once a year Which is why it always precedes me And if I knew anything more I’d have to kill the recipe Sign in to see full entry.
Friday, June 1, 2012
Is god everywhere Or must I count the ways That would lead me into This chambered nautilus To navigate what I have become What would I be without my past Or where I came from? Becoming was as easy as a deed Because that’s what you do When you’re there I would re-mend my shoes Into a metaphysical... Sign in to see full entry.
Sunday, May 27, 2012
No Title
To have a life Is not necessarily To have an idea of one Even if I undressed Into my nudity Would my bones whisper A delight of unseen rapture? I would wonder, if I could About this journey into What was before, unknown And to seek, once again. This glimmer of possibility Into what I’ve already... Sign in to see full entry.
Friday, March 23, 2012
The Panhandler
This talking commercial won’t stop Now it’s walking beside me Everywhere I go I’m the pigeon-holed beggar Asking for my life back After all, it’s mine Hey, I am what I am because Life attacked me, once But now I got to make myself feel guilty Because I can’t pass up A non- good-bye (The last time I... Sign in to see full entry.
Monday, December 19, 2011
THE IDEA OF A POEM AND THE DYNAMIC OF INNER SPEAK
Maybe I should know more about this movie I’m un-inventing But I don’t How can I know where I am When I haven’t arrived yet? If the wishbone breaks Why, then, two realities Of this, that, or the path I’m traveling? Unmeasured, to be sure The rapture of words Solitary in its unknowingness Of what has... Sign in to see full entry.
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
If To be lost
If to be lost Is a sentence to life Or to compare, once again My reason to my unreason If I’m not alive should I be dead? Or once again the question “should these bones live?” I would wonder, if I could About the “unreasonableness” Of this, my situation If, indeed, I actually had one But that’s what... Sign in to see full entry.