my thoughts won’t hold up . . . all this deep fried scrutiny totally rendered
Posts Tagged ‘random’
won’t hold up
Posted in poetry, tagged haiku, miscellaneous, musings, my life, poems, poetry, random, reflections, thoughts, writing on 2010/09/27 | 6 Comments »
turning
Posted in poetry, tagged haiku, humor, musings, poems, poetry, ramblings, random, reflections, thoughts, writing on 2010/09/22 | 4 Comments »
the world is turning the galaxy is turning . . . who’s watching the kids?
some excuse
Posted in poetry, tagged haiku, me, musings, my life, poems, poetry, random, reflections, thoughts, writing on 2010/09/20 | 2 Comments »
more than all the stars . . . these connections in my brain . . . I’ll find some excuse
all these things
Posted in poetry, tagged haiku, musings, my life, poems, poetry, random, reflections, spirituality, thoughts, writing on 2010/09/06 | 4 Comments »
trained like Pavlov’s dog I’m drooling at all these things . . . but things keep changing
to get over
Posted in poetry, tagged haiku, musings, personal, poems, poetry, random, reflections, relationships, thoughts, writing on 2010/09/02 | 5 Comments »
this poetic dream I was born to get over . . . to get over you
wants to know
Posted in poetry, tagged existentialism, haiku, life, musings, poems, poetry, random, reflections, thoughts, writing on 2010/09/02 | 2 Comments »
is it still breathing and is it still beating, too . . . someone wants to know
music takes you
Posted in poetry, tagged haiku, musings, poems, poetry, ramblings, random, reflections, relationships, writing on 2010/08/31 | Leave a Comment »
first, this refusal then your dance – away from us the music takes you
waiting there
Posted in poetry, tagged haiku, musings, my life, personal, poems, poetry, random, reflections, relationships, writing on 2010/08/27 | 6 Comments »
how far could I run . . . to some other galaxy you’d be waiting there
wake the moon
Posted in poetry, tagged dawn, dreaming, haiku, moon, musings, poetry, random, reflections, reverie, writing on 2010/08/27 | 5 Comments »
someone wake the moon . . . dreaming it is, in my sky and dawn glows, next door

































