Monday, April 26, 2010


                                                  Cars go racing by,
                                    wind blowing new born leaves,
                                       they fall down on the old still earth
                                    the earth sucks in the leaves or,
                                        takes the leaves for a fly,
                                  puts the new born leaves in a new home,
                                    and dies slowly drying out the green,
                                 no longer can it live hopeless on the ground,


Friday, April 23, 2010

Rambling is meaningful!

That is funny. Did you just delete the first line? What ever. I don't want you to write whatever I write. Stop! I will just walk away! Fine...
(pst) What is that? What is pst? I stuck up way of saying i am p*ssed!
You know, my breath hasn't smelled bad in a long long time! Cause I take care of my teeth. That is funny, is That's Funny!
Change it at the top! Now!
Or not...
Can you just....this is can I just go to D.J.?
Well, I am!

Friday, April 16, 2010

1 thing to say...

I have 1 thing to say and I came up with it on my own. I didn't hear it in a poem or a quote... I can't think of anything so I'm just going to say it. I guess its a poem... So here I go.

If every one is special,
except for one person,
then that means that one person
is special -Reagan

That's it. That is my thought which translates into a poem.

Thursday, April 8, 2010

This is just a bit too low...This is just a bit too high.

Laying on the bed making animal sounds out the window I can feel my mothers absolute discomfort with this display of non-controlled behavior.

Say something. Say Something again.

I just saw a woman walking by. It is a nice night. The sky is purple, really light purplish. It looks nice. The street light is orange.
Okay. I expect my dad will be home any moment. I am mad at him. It is nearly 7:30 PM. He said he would be home by now and guess what, he isn't!
I see cars rolling by all of which are not carrying my father. I want him to pull the driveway, NOW!
Well, bye!