Category Archives: 1991

Junkyard

It’s as simple as that. We’re all just an ocean of feelings with painted smiles and glassy eyes; hearts as empty as locusts’ shells. Alone within crowds and filled with bitterness for the deceitful world. But there is a stranger, … Continue reading

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Midnight’s Playground

The orange-gold harvest moon held in the black skeletal cupped hands of a tree throbbed with an intensity that matched the shrieking whine of a dying car. Predator unto itself. A mosquito screeched in the night pregnant with passion and … Continue reading

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Oracle

I watch the glass bubbles ebulating from your silken voice and I shudder, unable to keep warm. Your white woolen cloak covers all in glittering splendor. And I know there will be no food. The single doe must teach the … Continue reading

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Utopia is…

The literal translation of Utopia is “no place.” The definition of Utopia is a perfect society which also describes the reason for the translation, in that there could never be a perfect society. People wouldn’t be able to agree on … Continue reading

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Early Night (haiku)

Dark, cold, silent moon Hard, aching stone underneath Solitary bird

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Chairs (Mothers)

Some soft and lumpy, others cold and hard; all are willing to help someone. They are willing to love you; to lend a back as to an infant, to rock and croon near to sleep. Helpful, restrictive, loving or harsh; … Continue reading

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Swing

Flying high above the trees to soar into the sky. The smell of soft rubber mixes with burnt leaves. Coming down low, there’s dirt beneath my feet. Dying leaves hide my view as my chains groan and whine. Then up … Continue reading

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Dreamers

Dreamers with your heads in the clouds, leave a space for reality. It’s just as nice there in the blackberry fields as in the glistening stars. Remember to look, and to love, and to feel. You can see more at … Continue reading

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Youth (haiku)

Children play in grass; butterflies less delicate underneath blue space.

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Fates (7 10s)

If it were not for the mortality of time, all of life would be but pleasures that happen and are gone, drifting away in the spaceless abyss: eternity. Moreover, life would be little better than death, for if the Fates … Continue reading

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Red Wine

She loved the music I listened to on the radio. She had never learned how to cook anything but fudge. We’d stay up late and watch horror movies, eating fudge and instant popcorn. She knew how to talk. She could … Continue reading

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Syllogism

This is it! There aren’t any subtle secrets, symbolisms, or hidden meanings; Only you, alone, And me, by myself; Together. The lush spring opens its eyes, blinking in the lazy sun of in between. Ethereality is real. We have only … Continue reading

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Morning

In the morning mists of a tiny Vermont dawn, a little girl played by herself, outside, to not wake up the house. She ambled through the aisles formed by flowers and rock, chasing the crickets and tickling her feet in … Continue reading

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