Fall It’s amber and very cold here in Michigan.
With the maples and oaks slowly changing colors.
Next week, m... |
Introspection Poems | Posted: 10/03/2004 @ 2:12pm |
Pearls Give me your pearls
Don’t throw them out to swines that will stamp and urinate of their pretty whites
Do... |
Introspection Poems | Posted: 10/03/2004 @ 2:11pm |
Peter Bass II: Peter was lying, sprawled, on the floor of Ana Piqué’s apartment listening as Fredrick Miles was trying to... |
Introspection Poems | Posted: 09/17/2004 @ 9:21pm |
Peter Bass I: The gang of five was held up on the outskirts of Hell’s Kitchen. A blustery February day, the "elite" were... |
Introspection Poems | Posted: 09/17/2004 @ 9:20pm |
It's Hard To See It’s hard to see anything.
The music is clogging up my eyesight.
A person is on the left.
I think they ... |
Introspection Poems | Posted: 09/17/2004 @ 9:18pm |
River The river gently running,
Along the grassy fields,
Over rock,
And stone,
And fields,
It has unearthly... |
Dreams Poems | Posted: 09/01/2004 @ 7:55pm |
Good Fortune Time’s classic end by fools good fortune named,
In pretty follies that all of us share,
Like crude tide ... |
Fractured Love Poems | Posted: 09/01/2004 @ 7:51pm |
What Tiled Floors Remind Me Of I: For you, I would not recommend love.
Away from the streets,
Your fingers smell
‘Cause you duck into sch... |
Introspection Poems | Posted: 08/31/2004 @ 7:51pm |
What Tiled Floors Remind Me Of II: There is no cause of worries,
I need to stop skipping over past memories where
timeline's attribute... |
Introspection Poems | Posted: 08/31/2004 @ 7:50pm |
Muggy weather It’s muggy out
And the lights are iridescent on to the five-a-clock streets.
Neighbors are dazed in the... |
Political Poems | Posted: 08/31/2004 @ 7:40pm |