1.28.2008
Now Playing - Mewithoutyou - Track - "I never said that I was brave"
pitter pat
I'm a trapped pitter pat
waiting for my boom boom crash
thunderous pow
I'm a trapped pitter pat
waiting for my enthrall
I'm just a wee pitter pat
in a world
sounding it's useless whirl
Authors Note: "Intense is the agony--
When the ear begins to hear, and the eye begins to see;
When the pulse begins to throb, the brain to think again;
The soul to feels it's flesh, and the flesh feels it's chains."
1.27.2008
lovers made of mud
the heart of me
the heart of me
the devil did sigh
for he thought my end nigh
this heart in me
this heart in me
poison did wait
to watch this world part from me
but wait was for naught
for still two legs I stand heartily
new heart given me
new heart given me
for an ancient king
fought insurmountable odds to set me free
bigger than pride
rushing towards the plee
you pardoned me
you pardoned me
what my new king
doth I owe thee
for debt to pay
these chains of me now broken free
no longer to set foot in mud
no war of prisoner I be
for set in blood
this conquest of love
all for lovers made of mud
the heart of me
the heart of me
the devil did sigh
for he thought my end nigh
this heart in me
this heart in me
poison did wait
to watch this world part from me
but wait was for naught
for still two legs I stand heartily
new heart given me
new heart given me
for an ancient king
fought insurmountable odds to set me free
bigger than pride
rushing towards the plee
you pardoned me
you pardoned me
what my new king
doth I owe thee
for debt to pay
these chains of me now broken free
no longer to set foot in mud
no war of prisoner I be
for set in blood
this conquest of love
all for lovers made of mud
1.25.2008
Ecclesiastes
He reached for the top
but there was nothing there
no pandora's box
no rocky peak
no gasping for air
no mountainous view
no pot of gold
nor silver lake to view
no rush of might
no warn of defeat
just empty grey dust
just him
looking down at his tired feet
what instigated this fool
what sparked his feat
why try to be the measure of all things
why leap a tall building
what would posses him
what illed him like unsalted meat
for all his toil
at journey's end
he stood with waking eye
searching for loss of sleep
no marching bands
nor trumpeteers
no quiet young girls to calm his jeers
no cash prize could dry his tears
no one here but him all ears
wondering what had let him steer
for all his quest led him here
vanity he exclaimed
as he stood
no chair
He reached for the top
but there was nothing there
no pandora's box
no rocky peak
no gasping for air
no mountainous view
no pot of gold
nor silver lake to view
no rush of might
no warn of defeat
just empty grey dust
just him
looking down at his tired feet
what instigated this fool
what sparked his feat
why try to be the measure of all things
why leap a tall building
what would posses him
what illed him like unsalted meat
for all his toil
at journey's end
he stood with waking eye
searching for loss of sleep
no marching bands
nor trumpeteers
no quiet young girls to calm his jeers
no cash prize could dry his tears
no one here but him all ears
wondering what had let him steer
for all his quest led him here
vanity he exclaimed
as he stood
no chair
1.24.2008
Now playing: Lord of the Rings:TTT - Helm's Deep
Warm it felt
bereft of reason
he woke the dark
his belly quaking
all is lost
maddened by iniquity
squeezed with dispair
he said
"is there no one to save me?"
"does a soul even care?"
but then a light parted darkness
a hand bit the cold air
he felt the warmth of a stranger
indeed quite nicely
a one did care
1.16.2008
Goodnight Tunnel
Goodnight my love
good night and good flight
it seems this tunnel I've always noticed
has taken no height
the crevices and longitude
are not the same not quite
the shadows seem more elegant
the stench of refuse left here
all are a delight
I recall a memory
but none seem to fit quite right
so it would appear reality
dimly lit
is now a beacon of light
and this old tunnel
doth now see good light
so I say this now gladly
good night tired memory
good night
good night
and
good night
1.06.2008
sun light party
I looked at the sky
filed with light
and I watched the birds dance
kissing sunbeams
partnering with each other
flapping
laughing
and all this with no pants
I looked to the sky
staring at the gay seagulls
glaring with amazement
observing their freedom
as they danced in the sun's light
smiling happily
hugging piety
and all this
all this
all this
with no pants
1.04.2008
Currently Playing: -hljómalind by Sigur Rós
prettier is he
the only point that matters
to me
and to you
is this
the fact that God stopped me
he redeemed the moment with every moment
prior
leading to
and present touch
the darkness disguised as light
turned ugly
as he whispered
I'm fond of you
gracefully I love you
and I'm pretty
pretty
oh so so
pretty
I'm prettier
prettier
pretty
then all at once my heart began to fluster
erupt
and explode like the crimson sundown
I witnessed this day
I'm in love you unperceptive ninny
I've fallen for one more beautiful
quicker than a sad eye can turn away
and all he said is
I'm prettier
prettier
pretty
God it seems
takes my breath away
Authors Note - I love you Jesus. Thank you. With every breath and wake.
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