http://www.poesy.info A poetic outlet! Mon, 23 Aug 2010 10:45:05 +0000 http://backend.userland.com/rss092 en I know I write too much of this crappy poetry “Nature” “sadness” “you” then “me” “me” “me” “me””me” I write it for many reasons most too hard to explain but once I start my writing it becomes almost a game; I’m player one, Literacy two, I feel it ... http://www.poesy.info/2010/08/23/m-2/ I know I write too much of this crappy poetry “Nature” “sadness” “you” then “me” “me” “me” “me””me” I write it for many reasons most too hard to explain but once I start my writing it becomes almost a game; I’m player one, Literacy two, I feel it ... http://www.poesy.info/2010/08/23/m/ He lied about love And with it I saw Silver Threads slice grasping Fingers. Blood spill over iridescent illusions tediously spun. A given craft easily learnt.Silk web gown Unraveled Revealing naked self, deformed. I was Forced to Look.Residue from Jaded Love’s death Sticks while loving you, Again spinning ... http://www.poesy.info/2010/08/03/under-silk-web-gown/ Found this at the back of my storage unit the other day and I thought I would share it with you all. I call it 1986.We bought Chandeliers, I painted the house Black and Blue. He gave me a tall prickly cactus for Xmas and a nasty bladder infection. Eyeliner ... http://www.poesy.info/2010/07/28/1986/ crude light of the daytime?What do we do when we can’t blame it on the elements? when the weather just got me down, did you see the clouds, I hate the rain? when I was just so hot, it was making me uncomfortable, you know how it is when you ... http://www.poesy.info/2010/07/14/i-wondered-lonely/ You were there, filling my ears with a soothing tone A sight for sore eyes, you were thereGently brushing along my arm, driving me to a crazed point of loyalty Every single day, you were always thereTo reduce the shattered droplets of liquid during my era of sadnessYou were there, ... http://www.poesy.info/2010/06/02/you-were-there-and-then-you-were-gone/ Watching the water fall from the skyTears fall so freely I wonder why.Why is it so hard to do That which needs to be done.I look in the mirror I do not recognize what I see.The dark circles and stringy hairCannot be that which is me.The stress of life has ... http://www.poesy.info/2010/05/24/the-invisible-me/ I remember when my first son was born it was an exciting and fearful time. Exciting just because it was our first child and fearful because of the challenge ahead in bringing him up the right way. We were both fairly young people in our twenties and both of us ... http://www.poesy.info/2010/05/17/welcome-my-son/ The term ’Sutra'refers to the scriptures and oral teachings of Buddha in his quest to enlighten students. The following song lyrics therefore have a strong philisphoical meaning. In sanskrit, Sutra literally means a thread that holds things together, or more metaphorically a collection of teachings that form a manual.It was ... http://www.poesy.info/2010/04/30/sutra/ When I looked into his face my life was forever changed. My life took a turn and for the best was rearranged. No longer thinking of myself but instead, Loving that little one in that hospital bed. It seemed as though the world began to melt away. Everything else seemed ... http://www.poesy.info/2010/04/28/because-of-the-love-for-my-son/