so much depends
upon
the cold rainy
morning
wet, cold, gloom
frowns come
but the game goes on
almost there
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
found poem
Madness evolving
shadows return, the test of freedom
discover the fight from white,
stop, the altitude march
special games evolving? how solid we still are
loose patriot game longs styling
GLORY ENDS WITH ASHES.
shadows return, the test of freedom
discover the fight from white,
stop, the altitude march
special games evolving? how solid we still are
loose patriot game longs styling
GLORY ENDS WITH ASHES.
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Two Tone Poem
Red as hell
full of frustration
and anger but love
flows threw my body like
lava down a volcano. silly, silent,
smooth. But dark at moments, I am hell.
falling white
lazy, tranquil, crave.
like the falling snow. I
am an empty field, open and free.
I spend most of my time in my own world,
calm and full of falling snow.
I spend most of my time in my own world,
calm and full of falling snow.
Riddle Poem
I am poky, yet soft,
everyone has me,
When i am perfect I am all one collar,
I am thin but love the wind.
I never look down,
if windy i dance like a Gypsy.
water is my addiction.
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