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Posted: Sun Jun 26, 2005 11:19 am
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Posted: Sun Jun 26, 2005 11:23 am
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Posted: Sun Jun 26, 2005 11:57 am
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Posted: Sun Jun 26, 2005 12:02 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 26, 2005 12:03 pm
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Pretty good. A lot like how I feel right now... Here's one I wrote while back for my best friend...
I sit in silence. I sit and wait, watching. There she is, the brightest. The brightest of only a few. The few who allways are, But the individuals coming and going. And yet, she has been the longest. I cannot recall one for whom I felt- As much as I did before her. Once one of three, she is the last. And yet- she does not see. Younger than me, but I am young, too. And yet, I've lived just long enough. Enough to realize... how long for her? How long before she sees, how long? Will she see? She must. No concept has ever eleuded her. None has ever passed by her keen will and wits. But what about now? I pray that she comes to know what I allready do. The concepts, I'm sure she's heard them. But the mean nothing without experience. So I sit, and watch, waiting. In silence, and in darkness.
Such a beauty, such that I've never seen. Beauty that is flawed, just enough to be true. Like no other, she is the emblem of beauty. Her voice is the sweet neckter I long to taste. Her appearance is intoxicating, the finest incense. Her touch... her touch I cannot bear- Without loosing myself to her. Her presence alone drives a man to his knees.
But she seeks what will not last- The greatest of feelings, but short. It comes in different forms, and, sadly... I remember being where she is now. What she seeks. How long will it be..? Until she realizes. I know she will- but when? When, oh goddess, when? When will you bestow your kiss upon me once more?
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Posted: Sun Jun 26, 2005 10:43 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2005 9:36 am
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Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2005 2:14 pm
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Here's my typical day
I wake early, earlier than I'd like. I get up, get clean, get dressed... I head to work, turn on the radio. The songs seem to hilight my life. Rythm, emotion, tears.
I get to work and do as I'm told. Landscaping is simple work, but hard. The sun reaches higher, 98 today. Finally my lunch break arrives. Rest, food, thoughts.
My fourty five minutes run out. The boss gets back from his lunch. Before too long, the work is done. I get back in my car and head home. Reliefe, rest, radio.
Once again, I listen to the radio. Half the songs bring me to tears. I get home, and head for the shower. The water washes over me. Cool, clean, soft.
I get out of the shower and dress. I pull out my laptop and turn it on. I try hard to distract myself- From the pain of my lonlieness. Dull, numb, tired.
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Posted: Tue Jun 28, 2005 1:30 am
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Posted: Tue Jun 28, 2005 1:31 am
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Posted: Tue Jun 28, 2005 5:51 am
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Posted: Tue Jun 28, 2005 6:06 am
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Posted: Tue Jun 28, 2005 6:29 am
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Posted: Tue Jun 28, 2005 11:09 am
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Posted: Tue Jun 28, 2005 12:13 pm
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