Saturday, April 11, 2009

Live Water

The water is alive
it writhes in pain
as it twist and turns
along the bends
of the river floor
jagged rocks
break its pattern
sending ripples across the 
water, ever flowing
down the stream

Friday, April 10, 2009


deafening roar
of the nothing
we fear
as we sit alone
on the chair
listening to the nothing
washing in your ears
never retreating
laying siege to your mind
as I listen
to nothing

Thursday, April 9, 2009


A feeling
in which the world
drags by
at snails pace
staring at the clock
it creeps
in the back of
your mind waiting for
the time to pounce
upon your boredom
holding on with 
strange determination
not to let go
it digs in with it's claws
"I won't let go"

Saturday, August 9, 2008

Glub Blub


Glub Glub
Blub Blub
Bubbles floating up,
Up through to water
To the shining surface
The surface
Like a distorted memory
Swirly forever changing
Swish, Swish
Goes my tail
Propelling me across
The small enclosure
That is my cage
With rocks
And fake plants
I am alone
In a house
Breathing the oxygen
From the water



This is a blog about poetry, all poems, occasional short storys. All me.

A gate
Between Two worlds
Up and down
They can be dangerous
One false move and
They bring pain and suffering
Dogs try to go
They really do
But we invented a way
To stop them
It is called a gate