Sunday, June 27, 2010 7:26:37 AM
it's so cold in the mountains
not just now but always
dim ridges eternally suck in snow
dark forests spray mist
plants grow after grain ears
leaves fall before autumn begins
and a long lost traveler here
peers without seeing the sky
I've lived on cold mountain now
already a few million years
trusting fate I fled to woods and springs
to linger and gaze where i will
no one comes to the cliffs
white clouds keep them shrouded
fine grass serves as a mattress
blue sky does for a quilt
happy with a rock for a pillow
let heaven and earth transform
Saturday, June 12, 2010 11:31:22 AM
if every life is a river, then it's little wonder that we do not even notice the changes that occur until we are far out in the darkest sea. one day you look around and nothing is familiar, not even your own face. my name once meant daughter, granddaughter, friend, sister, beloved. now those words mean only what their letters spell out; star in the night sky. truth in the darkness. I have crossed over to a place where I never thought I'd be. I am someone I would have never imagined. a secret. a dream.
I am this, body and soul. burn me. drown me. tell me lies. I will still be who I am.
Sunday, April 11, 2010 6:59:17 PM
the only people for me are the mad ones
the ones who are mad to live
mad to talk
mad to be saved
desirous of everything at the same time
the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing
but burn
burn
burn
like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars
My Opera
