January 2011
2 posts
Best song of the year. →
Because she loves me and the time and the place i am.
“The world” said Ludwig Wittgenstein “Is everything that is...
– Gwen Harwood, Last Meeting.
July 2010
2 posts
"These aint drugs.... these is valium..."
Lafeyette from True Blood lol…
Concise mumblings of winter adventures on the west... →
June 2010
14 posts
But i’m so tired of days that feel like the night….
– Something Corporate, Me and the Moon…
Little slow on the uptake on this one - but buzz... →
Revenge is a dish that is best served cold - with... →
The Last Pharaoh
A poem i wrote a few years ago. not my best work kind of nutted it out over night, still.
Withering roses with aphids relate To my fragile and most regrettable state. Hanging, revolving, with time to reflect Still eyes can’t focus, calls won’t connect. I was left in the sun drained and forgotten Dissolving pearls and bottling emotion. But distractions were temporary and refused to hide The...
March 2010
1 post
The Mountain and the Motorcycle →
poor kids love plaing this game at the library.
August 2009
1 post
Jack White →
there comes a time.
July 2009
1 post
June 2009
1 post
For Jane by Charles Bukowski →