Tall Tale

Such a tall story
Without any glory
The tale of a man
Who discovered a great land
To with no avil
He was swallow whole by a whale

Color Schemes

     There are 50 shades of grey
And 100 are blue
     There are 44 shades of white
And which some are new
     There are 78 themes of black
Oh what ever shall we do
     There are a million... BILLION colors
But I just named 262

Across: this outrageous notion

Hop on a plane
And fly across the ocean
I know it sound insane
About this outrageous notion

But believe me
When I say
You will see
When you come my way

Come one or many
Come all
Or any
You shall tell a tale so tall 

End of All Days

   This is the time that will be remembered forever. This is when everyone will look back in either disgust of in sweet pleasure. I don't know which for I will relish life in sweet neutrality. When we shall fade and blow away into oblivion and see the blinding light of our diminishing, everlasting sun. When we shall no longer have books for they will become warmth when all the power fails for its final time. An eternal blackout. Everyone expects violence and panic, but most are too scared to leave their homes in fear of what is in their own heads.

A Fading Friend

First you feet go cold
Then your fingers and toes
Just as you were told
Just as your child grows

Then everything becomes clear
You begin to fray and fade
You will soon be an old tear
Just as soon as you were made

No one saw you to begin with
But that makes no difference
You were your child's myth
Now you become pass tense

Dream Catcher

I hang in your window
Above your bed
Above your head
You sleep and I swing
Filtering your dreams
Through my lovely seams
I catch the unwanted
The nightmares and fears
To save you from tears
And when I am filled
To the brim and back
You shake me out like a dirty sack
Then I go to my place
Above your bed
Above your head

The Wishing Ages

When you're seven
You wish you were five
When you're eleven
You wish you were nine

When you're freshman
You want to be junior
When you're senior
You wish you were done sooner

Now that you're older
And the work day is longer
You wish you were seven
So you could wish to be five

Valentines Day

Okay now this year I am not a single lady for this little spectacle of a holiday, but I can at least give my take on it all. Now I may sound a little cynical, but please remember that this is the first time someone will "be my Valentine."
On February the 14th there will be many spectacles of "love" that is translated diversely over the community. Now of the couples you will have many different things like gift giving to flowers to (cough) romantic evenings...
Yes Valentines day is National Sex Day (sorry had to say it, kind of a line I've been wanting to use). So yes bring out your inner E L James.
Now for the single ladies well... they will just go see the movie.

Dead as a Deer

I lay there in the grass

My eyes wide 

As I look out at the road

My ribs have been shattered

My heart beats one more time

Then my little watch stops

My lungs inflate then collapse 

Under the weight of my limp nimble body

I use to dance in the forest's the ballet

Now I lie dead on the curb

Now I slowly rot

Now my ribs are exposed

Now I am exposed

Insomnia

Oh how soft and swiftly the night may come
Oh how steady your heart beats like a drum

In the dead of night when all lie asleep
You lay alive and count your ghostly sheep

All sound hits like a clap of thunder
All shadows grow to a fifty foot wonder

Your eyes peel back with the amazement and fright
While you lie in the dead of night