Just thought I would drop a note
to say hello to anyone who might read this
However, sometimes it feels like I am talking to the ocean
and no one is talking back
I wish I could treat my blog
like a bottle with a note for my tribe
I am right here trying to write
all the right things, where are all of you
The internet contains a special type of silence
when no one seems to read
or need to hear anything I have to say
One big blank electronic paper
and a sea of unviewed ink.
Sunday, June 03, 2007
Thursday, March 01, 2007
Thursday, February 22, 2007
For Cat
Where do the moments go
when I remember you softly
as if trying to catch and frame snowflakes
Before its too late
Where does my fate go
when all I know are the past days
the glory phase
of my life, with you
How is it that I
can only see your eyes
most beautiful when in surprise
or when delighted in laughter
What will be the measure
of a life held in the leisure
of simply recalling
all of the befalling
you ever did with me
Why is it
I can't go on without you
as if some part of me
once held you
too perfectly
when I remember you softly
as if trying to catch and frame snowflakes
Before its too late
Where does my fate go
when all I know are the past days
the glory phase
of my life, with you
How is it that I
can only see your eyes
most beautiful when in surprise
or when delighted in laughter
What will be the measure
of a life held in the leisure
of simply recalling
all of the befalling
you ever did with me
Why is it
I can't go on without you
as if some part of me
once held you
too perfectly
Thursday, February 01, 2007
Oh Well
Oh well, the unexpected hell
of losing you to something
Like you not being you, no more
You say, hey it's just my parade
my purere of use to be and look out now
How proud you sound
What confidence you've found
in the life of living wholly above ground
or above board, or whatever passes for fair
these days.
Well then here's to you
in All your new
and may you be blessed
here and forever
where ever your shadow
should find you
I just wished
that the old you
had said
goodbye
of losing you to something
Like you not being you, no more
You say, hey it's just my parade
my purere of use to be and look out now
How proud you sound
What confidence you've found
in the life of living wholly above ground
or above board, or whatever passes for fair
these days.
Well then here's to you
in All your new
and may you be blessed
here and forever
where ever your shadow
should find you
I just wished
that the old you
had said
goodbye
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