I'm back after nearly four years of hardship, laughter, misery and hope, with just a few intermissions. That curtain I mentioned hasn't drawn yet, oh no, this play about life isn't over for years of being both dumb & wise! I'd be happy if you'd comment on my old work, I'll try to upload some new poems and quotes. |
Twilight brings a silver glitter, in the twinkle...
When time passes by I think of a bird, flying...
Oh thinking man, what do you think
Sitting upon your pedestal, with your fist to your...
I walk across, a glittering ocean
Skipping and dancing, as I go...
Looking back at the past, being thrown back
From the horror thats stayed behind, and will not...
As the sun rises, the nightmares will vanish
The Shadows will fade, back into the twilight...
The first part should be sung to jazz, the second...
Satchmo...
Twilight is the end
When realities bend...
Two souls drifted, in an empty part of space
They search forever, at a slow and steady pace...
A hundred million tomorrows wait, beyond this...
Far beyond mankind's reach, far beyond mankind's...
Divinity among the dead
Imperial status among the living...
I figure we have three perspectives on life: the innocence of our youth, the bombardment of -isms in our middle years, and the wisdom found at the end of the road. |
A cool head sinks the ball on the first shot. |
There's nothing strange about insanity, it's very natural. |