"The lines have fallen for me in pleasant places; indeed, I have a beautiful inheritance."
Thursday, November 24, 2011
Friday, November 11, 2011
Thursday, November 10, 2011
RAIN
It grows, bleeds, dies
it shines-
forever depth glimmering
bright lights reflecting, blinding,
going on forever.
The light signals “go”-
growing reaching surging
down into the
darkness
down into
uncertainty:
hope,
then the
harsh lights puncture the uncertain
surface-red blood glistening
down down down
.stop.
only relieved for a moment
by
a splash rippling the
surface of
uncertainty
and then there is death
yellow yellow yellow
reflections
thoughts
life
gone
down into that
uncertain road
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
one second
the difference between flying and falling
waking and sleeping
darkness and light
happy and sad
hungry and full
warm and cold
hatred and forgiveness
moving and stopping
blankness and words
color and emptyness
in and out
open and closed
life and death
waking and sleeping
darkness and light
happy and sad
hungry and full
warm and cold
hatred and forgiveness
moving and stopping
blankness and words
color and emptyness
in and out
open and closed
life and death
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