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There are 56 teeth on the zipper of her jeans. I know, I counted while we listened to music that reminded us of dim lighting and bathrooms. The sun oozed in, a blanket of light, igniting the socks I left on. We became fluent in ash our words just basic...

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  • March 26, 2008

True poets turn words to nectar That flows from the page to your mind. Soft, gentle, sweet. I am not a true poet. I am a torturer of words. I chain them to the page, Bind them in my meaning. Brand them ? and smile as they sizzle. Only when...

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  • April 3, 2006

You share a noose, you and I Seeming alone, but togther we cry. Life’s so sad, so stricken with grief Is there an end, or some sign of relief? Tighter and tigher Life pulls at our knot. Alone we struggled, solo we fought. Until the day, we stood as one....

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  • July 5, 2005

I tell my mind in confidence my thoughts about this life. This tangible, wonderful, terrible phase that touches all of us. I grasp at our intangible soul, hoping to shine some light. Consider the ?Old?, that take this all so light They stroll through the world in confidence. There’s no...

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  • July 5, 2005

I look in the mirror But I just can’t recognize Who that person is That’s looking through my eyes These eyes filled with thoughts That I just don’t how to say I take a deep breath What am I thinking of anyway? Behind troubled eyes Lies a troubled mind All...

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  • July 5, 2005

I started in choppy waters In my little boat High waves and dark clouds A struggle to stay afloat Temporary relief came When the sun came out Soon more trouble though Suffering from a drought With only a few bad waves Finally smooth sailing But since the sun never shined...

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  • July 5, 2005

I gaze at the garden of my past, And I shudder to think that the flowers never last. Rows upon rows of flowers never bloomed Never seeing their beauty; they are too soon doomed. Passing an old flower, that once was so fair. Yet it wilted from lack of care....

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  • July 5, 2005

I?m not walking through the world of the tragic But Life?s still no comedy I don?t know what the rest of the script holds But that?s just fine with me I?ve had a couple love scenes None of them turning out right But that?s how the Writer wrote it So...

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  • July 5, 2005

A hard pit of emotion is lodged in my throat Far too much to swallow Disrespect runs through my veins Contempt fills a heart thats hollow I run to the place where I can be me Paper and Lead are always fair When your darkness keeps me away Paper and...

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  • July 5, 2005

My life is falling apart I don’t know from where to start Everything that I once knew Finding that none of its true No solid thought in my head Nothing but chaos instead I don’t know what to believe Back up, give me room to breathe I want to wake...

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  • July 5, 2005