Archive for September, 2009
tired of being a bullet
I’m tired of being a bullet I wanna be a butterfly. I’m tired of trying to hit targets I wanna float meander get there when I get there stop for snacks pull over and take a nap absorb the local color check out some flowers see the sights. I’m tired of aim and speed and [...]
when the crickets hasitate
Mystic breaths of sea-scent a soft sand fluttering and the moon sinks into the depths of my hidden veins If you see metaphors to bloom like a path into the mirror’s reflection is my drops of blood that crafts shining leaves blossomed at night when I close my eyes as the wind blows away my [...]
Gothic Souls
gothic angels live in the wind their hearts empty in cathedral domes with company of oblique curved devils in a glass menagerie with rosemary flowers on their hair eyes of moon -glow of cursed opals and bloodstones untouched and pure emerald golden passionless bodies ethereal of fallen angels with mirages of rainbows i write my [...]
Dreaming Hydra island
dream let me dream the small sky that suddenly expands ..oh it expands to new sky sea like horizons I give you only a glimpse..I am tired and i am ready to go to sleep to see the rest like dreaming… in hydra isle to see the rest like dreaming……… going from kalimnos the sponge [...]
