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the shack
brought to her knees slumped over in a puddle torrential rains fall grey skies and clouds surround each rain drop echoes in her ears...inward and outward her long braided hair hangs obscures her face touching the ground emptiness overflows the form of tears and rain her gaze falls to the earth ripples reaching longing to…
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whatever happened?
whatever happened to mids?! whatever happened to mids?! your so good or your so bad! whatever happened to mids?! whatever happened to mids?! your so brown or your so green! whatever happened to mids?! whatever happened to mids?! no in between! whatever happened to mids?! whatever happened to…
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Louie...............
See his curly white doo Cute as a button, he is too His head is barely to my knee Always looking up to me Agile like a trapeze artist Fights like a pugilist Kisses and love and of course a lap Damn dog seems in a constant nap Him and I like to howl along Then he breaks out one of his poodle songs Then when it's time for…
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"Away"
One called peace, once called love; another’s war, carried all of us. Hope began, burning rain; similar expressions all the same. Within the dream, darkness grows; casting shadows, even Hope becomes old. Put to rest, the remains; upon hallowed ground, time patiently waits.
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Hold me. Fold me, like a paper aeroplane.
Plates move The earth shifts my walk enters a stumble my feet dance with the cracks black holes staring back ......................yes, I know ..........................I brought this on myself I got heavy. Swallowed my tongue while running from my voice my choice I thought it tasted beautiful…
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Manifest
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Filling in forever What's in between and what is beautiful Can I sleep here Can I entwine myself into So delicate enough, I don't know, can we hold it Because if I knew Is what I think I'd say to you I'd hold it close and far enough for you to hold me too I'm waiting for the time and place where above our…
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clouds are high
(and old song of mine that i've been revisiting lately....) there's a chill in the air & it's breaking me down is it something i can press right in the ground? there's a war overhead & the clouds are high i'm gone instead and you know why...you know why feeling low, break it apart tonight in your head, no one's wrong &…
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"On the 'morrow"
Through all the pages, carelessly spread; the story put to rest. With the sequel unwritten, the author no longer has a home. Destitute, lying upon the ground, reminiscing like a stone. Mirages of regret are constant company; the pain of the memory, all that’s left. Praying for the rain to wash away never-ending yesterdays.…
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Lady Death design!
Hey there! :) I made this design and it's scoring on threadless, the T-shirt site... Any help from my fellow PJ fans is greatly appreciated!! http://www.threadless.com/submission/343631/lady_death I swear i was only listening to PJ when I designed it... ;) THANKS!! :D
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in and out
warm grey skies caress the skin... like babies breath squirrels frolic...a dance between mates the sea drifts on the air... tickles the nose...soothes bird songs muffle the world... safety a place where dreams and reality....overlap... a moment when...all things are...possible... dreams flow ...as oceans tide in and out...
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By the evening of a busy day
I imagine quiet days I'd be like a space-ship with a cloaking device maybe I've watched a few/two Star Trek movies lately? I feel I might like to be invisible sometimes just living my life as if none of this had ever happened the way it did unknown, unseen, unburdened free from the worry of possibly hurting someone else so…
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Feeling paralyzed?
Feeling paralyzed? If there's too much to say, the best solution is to tell a hundred true stories maybe the entire collection will make some sense to someone? maybe the windows will help others to avoid those same mistakes? if there's really too much to say, pour it on the wind put it on a banner paint it on a wall (say…
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motherfucker
the night I killed myself I suffered an ache I’ve found something new baby I gotta tell you this is something new this is the right time to go outta my mind cuz it just don’t matter not no more if I still love you so go get your pretty little things and go have a pretty little life cuz I’ve crashed hard into something new…
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Happy 70th Birthday Bob Dylan
http://www.cnn.com/2011/SHOWBIZ/Music/0 ... tml?hpt=C2 very cool reading ! Godfather.
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Jenny Don't Say a word.
Jenny don't say a word the night is coming and the wolves are starting to howll we better stay inside. At the end of my bed the full moon shines in my window as the crimsin rain begains to fall aginest the glass the howlling is coming closer then the thunder turns to lightining the fear is much too real to wish it all…
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Dribble-Drabble-Dapple-Light
I started to write some dribble drabble flight about reliable magic tricks thickly wading through ideas and then I realized that something is only considered magical if it's mysterious and unreliable because if we can rely on it and we know how it works it no longer seems like Magic and yet something like Edison's…
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the cage
Her eyes wide open, far too wide Barely able to quell her simmering rage She paces on diagonal for the extra six feet this animal in a cage. in the day too many can see, so she keeps it all inside in the stealth of night she bellows and howls haunches taut as she paces and prowls crouching low to hide from the light She…
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rock and roll
I feel a tug, that while once gentle Is now yanking, tearing, pulling From the innermost point of my center I need to see you I need to be in your presence I need to feel your essence I need to be where you will be While you are there The same time as me So, rock me on the water For fuck's sake set me free Rock me with a…
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Off To War
Looking in those courageous eyes They've seen so many places Shaking your hand and wishing you luck Praying for your family's sake It's not the last time Watching you reach for your wife's grasp She's sad, proud, scared A home she's made with you Will you come back to finish this life? So many words unsaid Yet all that…
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poetry
getting over something that never started not the first time and wont' be the last written,sealed, and stamps placed shredded, and no sentence made now there is calm where no peace was before thankful for the dream, and here is wishing for some more revisited and cherishing all of the days that came my way then washed…
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and the clock on the wall says three o'clock
"FUCK THE WORLD" plastered on some old sot's fence by some black-fingered, emo-kid with problems imagined or real, he's got 'em, and I'm inclined I'm inclined to believe they're real (his problems) I'm inlined to believe that he's an american ambassador a gen-z advocate of apathy tempered by fear and want he got watching…
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It's funny
It's funny I suppose... being one so serious, probably no one knows that I admire those who have a real mastery of the unscientific. the caretakers of the Magic Machinery beyond the material, out in the invisible, big spirit, imagination, scattering seeds! those dreamers of the unthinkable, I love them! some people have…
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fighting
writing, music, drawing, relaxing. great escapes. in a great mood trying so hard to keep it that way . good things coming in later days. I can feel it. using every ounce of strength to believe it. Amongst everything still chasing dreams. Weak at times I admit. Mistakes I'd like to forget. But I heard a wise man once say:…
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emotional rescue - hoo hoo hu hoo hoo, hoo hoo hoo!
What can become of a heart that's unbroken no longer longing unloosed from its sigh no longer bending in endlessness ending but wordless and thankful and mindful, all right I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, know I I know, I know, I know, I know now, don't I might have to still itself against its habit of finding…
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i'm gonna keep your heart
needles words are spoken sweat builds on your forehead all my thoughts eclipse my heart internal struggle so deep can't touch the bottom feel like losing control letting it all loose and just go with the flow immediate stranger to everything they know i'm so wrong in my shoes can't admit which color i should wave in my…
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I woke up in the middle of the night ...
I dreamt I was getty jiggy with the web of infinitesimal consciousness that pervades all timespace. I asked it, "Oh invisible, Otherly ectoplasm that strings its wisewondrous jizzbeams from Andromeda to Cassiopeia: how might I truly know the communion of soul with all that Is in its Everly Brotherly Isness?" This…
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Tears Prayers and Rain
Tears prayers and rain looking out my window I’ve got tears prayers and rain in my heart Looking out my window into spinning clouds And burning skies. Looking out my window Spinning clouds and burning sky's Changed my life Now all I have are tears prayers and rain. Scattered memories clear across town After spinning clouds…
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pools & meditation
If we focus on the center of any moment it's full and empty all at the same time be still and float in the water and it's like being nothing & everything at the same time! Maybe a comfortable ball of light? (or a circle of spirit with no skin?) it's so completely natural! to float in water, relaxed makes me wonder what…
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My room
This was my room back in 1998... Old pic
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familiar walls
these familiar walls these old withdrawls they sneak up on his back they sneak up... an unwelcome pause an unwelcome pause shows him what he lacks shows him... it's not a game to me you aren't the same, i see it's not a game to me you aren't to blame, you see it's not a game to me you aren't the same, i see familiar walls…