Tuesday, February 26, 2013
Thursday, February 21, 2013
Turning it off
Pulling back from my past, I must remember how to disconnect. The majority must out weigh the one. It does out count all of them. But this is so hard, it goes against the grain, almost painful. I'm not sure how much longer i can last without snapping in two. God, this is excruciating to maintain. Pins pierce me at each joint, making motion torture.
Monday, February 18, 2013
Collapse
The bricks are falling down
Soon the roof will cave
When it does my life might grow dark
Without you it closes inward
My ribs collapse under pressure
Bones are snapping
Skin is ripping to ribbons
This gift is lost
Crumpled and tossed
Freedom all gone
My sides ache
I fall into tears and pain
This is no life
This holds no hope
This is darkness
This is the end
Soon the roof will cave
When it does my life might grow dark
Without you it closes inward
My ribs collapse under pressure
Bones are snapping
Skin is ripping to ribbons
This gift is lost
Crumpled and tossed
Freedom all gone
My sides ache
I fall into tears and pain
This is no life
This holds no hope
This is darkness
This is the end
Wednesday, February 13, 2013
California
Bobbie talks about California all the time. She plans to visit some time soon.
But Bobbie is fair skinned and has seldom been out side.
Bobbie will most definitely get a sunburn when she comes to California.
Tuesday, February 12, 2013
You dog
In all honesty, you'd be a horrible guard dog. When any cat walks by, you dart off in a chase. As a guard dog, i would need you attention reliably. If this relationship were to be considered, much would have to fall back.
As my guard dog, I would treat you well. Your belly would stay full. Rubs would be regular and thorough. Treks in the wilderness would revive your wild nature.
But I am afraid this is yet only an unrealistic ideal. For everyone knows, you are a wild animal.
Wilderness, my dear, does not mix with lace.
As my guard dog, I would treat you well. Your belly would stay full. Rubs would be regular and thorough. Treks in the wilderness would revive your wild nature.
But I am afraid this is yet only an unrealistic ideal. For everyone knows, you are a wild animal.
Wilderness, my dear, does not mix with lace.
Or
Down by the salley gardens my love and I did meet;
She passed the salley gardens with little snow-white feet.
She bid me take love easy, as the leaves grow on the tree;
But I, being young and foolish, with her did not agree.
In a field by the river my love and I did stand,
And on my leaning shoulder she lay her snow-white hand.
She bid me take life easy, as the grass grows on the weirs;
But I was young and foolish, and now am full of tears.
She passed the salley gardens with little snow-white feet.
She bid me take love easy, as the leaves grow on the tree;
But I, being young and foolish, with her did not agree.
In a field by the river my love and I did stand,
And on my leaning shoulder she lay her snow-white hand.
She bid me take life easy, as the grass grows on the weirs;
But I was young and foolish, and now am full of tears.
Monday, February 11, 2013
Sunday, February 10, 2013
Renegade
At the renegade
Dancing at the renegade
We swish and sway
They push and play
At the renegade
The weed will flow
Come pick up some mo
Let the pot be smoke
Return plant to earth
The weed will flow
secrets
I'm afraid I will fall in love with him.
Your smile makes me want to misbehave.
I want to tell you every thing, but i just can't.
Good love is on the way.
Your smile makes me want to misbehave.
I want to tell you every thing, but i just can't.
Good love is on the way.
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