Wednesday, September 20, 2006

poems ive left.

i wnated to do a copy paste of some of the poems i have sent out over the past few weeks before i lost them....

i am thinking of you with little wings...
whispering tunes of long ago.....
grey hazy stretch of highway....
you beside my heart,
beside the road.
caught on fire with sagebrush
and crimson from the inside out.
do you remember?
do you recall?
there was a time.
all of it, every little last feather still remains
"a poem to faryn"

all things present,
moving like water....
towards the essence of its being.
continually lulled onward,
towards an unseen all encompassing
caught up in the current
roaming river undernieth,
"poem for jeff"

thoughts of you,
tucked in with bits of orange,
and peices of goldenrod.
willlows bend,
changing of wind,
there you are
seeing in every direction.
the edges are seemless......
"thoughts on fall for gentle"

there is alot to tell about it all
but it is better held gently,
like water, or air....
always passing,
always flowing,
always aware of the way.
"what i wanted to tell karen"

that is all i can find right now, but im sure there are others lollygaggin around the internet , and i cant remember where i put them...hahhahaha..

Tuesday, September 05, 2006

new post new post new post....

yeah, im awful at this whole blog thing....
got off of work early today, im thinking a trip to hatsville is in the near future...
yesterday was my birhtday...i am completely brand new this year....someone once told me your body needs 7 years to completely regenerat new cells for you entire body....well hello mulitple of 7...this is my new year...
i have been battling a nasty stomach virus for the past 4-5 hits me in the most inopportune if there is a good time to have to bolt to the bathroom running like a penguin...but inevitable it gets me while driving in the car...uhggggg...i think i need to go on a raw diet for a few days till it subsides..
i have the zygote of a new song in the works, now it must make it past the men with the music....we are playing with mark mathis this weekend at the beach...ive seen him live a couple times, and he is actually looking forward to hanging with his wife jessie she is such a cutiepie..
the kids from hartsville are coming in for the show, so it ought to be a good time...

so i have officially gotten the first few wiffs of fall in the air here in flo town....fall never last very long...we have hot summers, and cold winters, and that is about it...only seperated by a week of mellowness on both ends...both fall and spring wreck a bundle of feelings and memories just sort of plopped on the floor for about a week.....a smell can trigger all sorts of things in my brain...that smell of decaying leaves, north wind, and dirt always takes me to the mountians...roaming with just enough clothing between me and the sky to keep me warm...barefooted walking over rabbit grass listening to the last song of the cicadas.....still warm outside, but harboring the faint smell of burning lumber in fireplaces tucked up in breezier parts of the hills...patchwork quilts thrown out haphazardly on the ground, and feelings....raw feelings.....
yep, its on its way, and i can feel my feet trying to run....right out of these shoes....onto soft places...tucked in trees and covered in moss....where the water in almost too cold to bathe in.

so here i am breathing in more time...exhale...inhale...exhale...
im off.