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rarely
rarely is nothing really forgotten little nothings nighttime stares not at thought, not at first first from feeling unborn faulty and fleeting hardly indicators really crickets blare ground-dirt blast ignored fought unbelieved leads me to not leads one to feeling nothing really
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red canvas
I feel like I could explode with frustration today and then tomorrow morning, like melted metal I'd be whole again, anxious and needing to do it all over I don't see how I could ever tell you buried too far down there to ever say never to make it to the surface and, what purpose would it serve anyway? I guess I'm just…
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Mort
You're dead, but your corpse will walk A thousand miles in your shoes Bled dry but your heart keeps pumping It's got nothing left to lose It might as well try You're dead but your corpse keeps walking Wondering if your coming back Waiting for you to come back You're brain dead but you keep on thinking That you've reached…
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Gaslight Anthem Pics from St. Louis 12/4
From time to time I post a link to concert photos I've recently taken of artists that most board users have mentioned liking or are a band that has some connection to Pearl Jam. My day job is doing Digital Project Management for a radio group out of St. Louis and at times I get to photograph shows for any of our three rock…
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My songwriting contest entry
In case anyone is interested Guitar Center in running a songwriting contest. This is pretty late but some people may be appreciative! Here is the song I am entering: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tibUmcOwuok&feature=g-all I need lots of NEW facebook likes, youtube subcribers, and twitter followers to be considered…
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Balls of light overlap
Some nights it's just so apparent there's no way I could stop loving you! Give us a hundred more years... a thousand! I don't get tired of you the love gets more complete as time goes by we grow, but instead of getting farther apart our circles seem to overlap more (gold, yellow and red) and so completely apparent…
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A Squirrell on Waterskiis
In my next life, I want to be a squirrell on waterskis I want to wear a little red helmet when I work and get paid in peanuts I will hold my tail up high when I skate over the water And bask in the adoration of a thousand 1st graders who say that I am the coolest thing they've ever seen and who beg to pet me and who want…
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Pacing the floor
as my feet heat up the carpet I can't help but think: There must be more options! more than merely a "this" or a "that" (fork in the road) why do we need to think of only going to the right or to the left? why can't there be more choices? after all, people think of unusual solutions to problems all the time! perhaps this…
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Just let me live my own life!
Just let me live my life! I don't try to interfere with yours Why do you try to mess mine up? Really! Why? I have never tried to break up your home why do you try to break mine up? For what purpose? What good would it do you? What good would it do anyone?! Why are you trying to kill me like this? Can't you just let me be…
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I will wait for you -Poem
I will wait for you While the worst of friend’s superglue the dead leaves back on the noon November trees The heavy holding body architects do pull ups on the half hanging moon Bringing it down for the teenage Latino skateboarders to use as a half pipe The mother’s milk their spirits for their husbands, children, strangers…
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Don't Make Me Go Back In There
don't make me go back in there they might kill me where I stand or worse, they might let me land i can't take that risk that they'd spare me that they'd dare me to live I'll take my chances on the cliff don't make me go back in there I don't have a death to spare. I don't have a dagger to glare I don't have cloth to tear…
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poem
Free Are They? Me. Are We? Gone, today. Tomorrow, Please stay. Signed, -mostly happy, yet sometimes not.
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nope
no more
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Glow
Even when you are not here you are I know If you find that you must go for certain or forever or completely I will know the flame gone from me is the absence of your presence because you always are and from far away if you left I would know not from weeping but from the extinguished whimper inside
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Tuesday morning
my tears don't have their own billboard they are only mine I only came out and spoke because I had company that needed words without it, it's completely possible to slip back into silence for me, it's so easy to be quiet I can sit in the corner reading or sit at my piano without speaking it's actually easier for me to let…
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culling
She's a horrible smattering, a reserve explosion She'll take the paint down with her, she is acid and loathing She is sharps in a mitten, a low pressure system She is everything she'd never be and thinks it's amazing Mama's muffled in the headstorm, millions and billions Of opportunities lost to show she'd be willing, but…
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NEW CRIME NOVEL INSPIRED BY PEARL JAM
Hello, my name is Marc A. DiGiacomo, and I am the author of a new crime novel called "In a Small Town." As an avid Pearl Jam enthusiast, I have listed my favorite Pearl Jam songs as chapter titles. You can have a sneak peek on Amazon or my website, inasmalltownbook.com. I am a retired police detective who has taken all the…
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Hot Valley Writers - Looking for Submissions. Again.
For those of you who don't know, a friend and I put together this little online literary magazine, Hot Valley Writers. We use fiction, non-fiction, and poetry. Many you have contributed in the past and we thank you lots and lots. And we have an announcement. Less Is More! The next issue is the start of "Hot Valley Writers"…
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Fingertips
Fingertips We touched It was a good-bye Our hands Slowly pulling away It was my high Light of the day Fingertips Feeling a lifetime a second We touched It was a good-bye My high Will never die Nov 17 2011 11:31pm Plus more bad ones http://bit.ly/AbePoet
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i can't have a poem (part I) before i pee my pants
what about when i can't i cannot what about not and when i can't i cannot then you have the teapot going on & on as usual and still i cannot because i can't but still tea leaf little leaf of tea and me not capable of anything knees fried knees & more knees yet the tea wants me to want it and yet i do i always do the honey…