http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Marineair_Musings/Poetryhourly12000-01-01T12:00+00:00http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Marineair_Musings/573745When common sense is abrased And our frayed sensitivities Separate gaily In diaphanous streams On a hot wind We find ourselves guided By the machinations Of masters and minions Drenched in the scalding spittle Preceding sermons Of the self-styled pious So blessed with insight and omniscience...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Marineair_Musings/573728I apologize for not writing much in the past month. I'm taking a team of Marines into Afghanistan soon, and I'll be gone for several months at the least. I can't say where exactly, but I've been led to believe that we may have some internet access there. To that end, I'll leave my accounts active...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Marineair_Musings/569969Sitting here in shadows The cold is all around Creeping in my bones Flowing through the ground Huddling closer to myself No longer any walls Out here in the open Alone with all my faults Failures seem so hard Shortcomings lifeless, too But these things are me Eternal, through and through I've...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Marineair_Musings/568805On the canvas of shadowed futures, And self-fulfilling monsters Innocence is often ambushed and tried By societal tradition and inbred bias A reactive repetition of folly and doubt Doomed to everlast … Yet in each pause of breath Each gap in our memories Lies the potential of progress forward We...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Marineair_Musings/568500I'm buried alive... Suffering your traditions Let me breath again...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Marineair_Musings/568321Look forward with dread At self-fulfilling monsters They are your shadows Following, leading In darkness born from your light You must let time heal...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Marineair_Musings/568059Blooming afterward In broken dreams and visions Like the song is sung...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Marineair_Musings/567888My blood cold as ice - Your poison ineffective... You must understand The set of my eyes A warning of what's to come I am become death...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Marineair_Musings/566634Feeling like I feel this day I’ve never known how to live this way My reducing cell remains undefined Blurring my twisted sense of time There’s something else here, like walls unseen That cause the air to tremble between With this something else, I’m heard no more But this boy who cried wolf...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Marineair_Musings/566393A prick of a thorn festered and grew And became everything that I thought I knew But when I turned and tried to walk away I became this thing that I am today Twisted and bitter, blistered and burnt I never imagined this kind of hurt So now you see what I was meant to be But that doesn't change...