I wrote this one to my childhood friend Sarah, who got me started with poetry in the first place. This is actually the very first poem I ever wrote. I wrote it for her during a visit that she and her mother made to our house. Two years later it was published in one of poetry.com’s books. Yes, I entered one of their $10,000 contests. Looking back, I wish I would have bought that book. Sorry to say I don’t even know the name of it, or I would track down a copy and buy it now.Sarah, this is for you. it seems like yesterdaywhen we playedin the rainand we wiped each others tearsfrom our eyes it seems like yesterdaywhen we sharedall our painand we told of all our fearswe hid inside it … Read entire article »

life is full of possibilitiesbut there are inabilitiespeople have createdcausing lives to be wasted Originally posted 2008-07-04 11:22:00. Republished by Blog Post Promoter … Read entire article »

i come home late at night with all this poison in my veins i am getting sick and tired of living with this pain i live each day in fright of what they forced into my brain but now i am inspired to start all over again Originally posted 2008-07-20 21:02:00. Republished by Blog Post Promoter … Read entire article »

my body is wearymy mind in a fogi hear the barkingof a far away dog i open the doorwith rifle in towand step with bare feetinto the cold wet snow yet i do not noticebecause from all aroundcomes the incessant barkingof an aged red hound i cannot find the directionfrom which it is comingand i do not even noticehow quickly my feet are numbing i trek across my landlooking for the tracksthat will lead me to this beastwhen i notice the pain in my back and suddenly i come to knowi cannot feel my feetbut to rid myself of this monsterwould bring me a sense of peace i can no longer feel painin these tired old feet of mineit has long since left my calvesand started its trek up my spine i look back towards homeonly to … Read entire article »

late that nightwhen the last spark diedi looked right at herinside i died late that nightwhen the fireworks were donei looked backat what i had done we were so closeone time beforei cannot believewe are no more Originally posted 2008-06-23 07:14:00. Republished by Blog Post Promoter … Read entire article »

be my candlelight my waybe my pathso i cannot stray be my tearswhen i crybe my lifeso i cannot die Originally posted 2008-07-14 20:30:00. Republished by Blog Post Promoter … Read entire article »

knowledge is powerand power only existsin the presence of ignorance Originally posted 2008-07-09 07:22:00. Republished by Blog Post Promoter … Read entire article »

I put myself in the mind of an alien abductee once upon a time and this is what I managed to come up with. there were these peoplethese tall peopletall thin peoplevery thinthey had six fingersextra thumbstheir eyesbig eyesblack eyeson stark white skinpale white skinthey had no mouthno earsnothingthey wanted somethingthey wanted meand they took meme of all peopleand nowthey want me back Originally posted 2008-07-01 06:43:00. Republished by Blog Post Promoter … Read entire article »

my back is soremy neck is sorei feel like droppingto the floor my hands are weakmy legs are weakthey feel like spaghettiso to speak my eyes feel weightedmy feet feel weightedmy body feels unresponsivelike ive been sedated my strength is growing meekmy esteem is growing meeki feel like i could go to bedand not wake up for a week Originally posted 2008-07-02 06:21:00. Republished by Blog Post Promoter … Read entire article »