Breathe in, breathe out this month in history.
Destination: Life as we know it.
Simple, pure
and close to nature is a man in full.
The first to embrace
the forgotten,
the okay picture
deciphering
curiosities of the mind.
Take a journey into
the exceptional picture.
Once upon a times.
Next stop:
go ahead,
chose your next adventure.
Monday, November 26, 2007
?
My mind presents:
the battle we welcome as love.
A temptation that is fought
along with a ticking temptation
naturally let in,
eclipsing all outcomes.
the battle we welcome as love.
A temptation that is fought
along with a ticking temptation
naturally let in,
eclipsing all outcomes.
Friday, November 16, 2007
Magnetic Poetry
So, a few days ago Laura, Christine and I got together to make magnetic poetry. We had many interesting words, and decided to go with the subject of love/ relationships.
Embraced Deception
Break up's process :
Late night, love-hate relationships.
Heart tattered feelings,
And memries which feel empty now.
The thoughts spit desire
companionship,
and sensational passion through
discomforting green eyes.
Like hopeless lying flowers under black honesty.
Embraced Deception
Break up's process :
Late night, love-hate relationships.
Heart tattered feelings,
And memries which feel empty now.
The thoughts spit desire
companionship,
and sensational passion through
discomforting green eyes.
Like hopeless lying flowers under black honesty.
Tuesday, November 6, 2007
TITLE NEEDED
It must be hard
to not have a friend:
no one to exchange your
smiles,
kind words
in this crowded classroom
with last period's gossip
on everyone's lips.
They sit
in the forgotten corner
in the forgotten last rows
in the forgotten seats.
They are
the shadows
we pretend aren't there.
We all do it.
The teacher does too.
We quickly grab our partners
hoping to avoid them.
"I have to work with him?!"
"Why do kids dress like this today?"
What makes an outcast?
That is the part
no one wants to
talk about,
but
I do.
Ignorance:
Something that must
be overcome.
"Hello, how has your day been?"
"Are you working with anyone?"
Talk.
Listen to the shadows.
Shine your light and
you may realize
they aren't shadows at all,
but people
just like
You.
Friday, November 2, 2007
No Sign Of Life
Merchant winds
summon fall's branches
to contribute their luxury,
making mother's majesty.
Soon she is cheated
out of her splendor,
plagued by a cold white curse.
Her royal pigments now
naked:
Erased like a paper mistake.
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