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night comes and none will do the work
the end of light must mean the end of hope
we wait the stab from the well-hidden dirk
night comes and none will do the work
perhaps we may see day pierce the murk
before we reach the end of all our rope
night comes and none will do the work
the end of light must mean the end of hope
summer storm
Jul. 9th, 2007 07:02 pma shape of joy in every normal heart
the grey of rain upon the hard dry earth
nature we know will always surpass art
a shape of joy in every normal heart
the world is all we only play a part
our task to bring the future into birth
a shape of joy in every normal heart
the grey of rain upon the hard dry earth
across the distance comes the latest news
we learn those things we wish had all been lies
none of our masters has the brains or thews
across the distance comes the latest news
the truth is more than narrow canvassed views
the world is real to more than our blank eyes
across the distance comes the latest news
we learn those things we wish had all been lies
piety and wit
Jul. 8th, 2007 02:31 pmthe word once written still must suffer change
alter a letter and you've altered sense
the tamest dog may still acquire the mange
the word once written still must suffer change
it's not that thought will not the mind derange
but that on paper there is no pretence
the word once written still must suffer change
alter a letter and you've altered sense
art and reality
Jul. 8th, 2007 02:16 pmart and reality may never blend
too much to know and more to risk
the story never ought to end
art and reality may never blend
we know the tendency and trend
our outlook is to be more brisk
art and reality may never blend
too much to know and more to risk
a tiny epiphany
Jul. 8th, 2007 09:48 amto wake up to grey skies and gentle rain
watching the green renew and revive
on such a morning things are never plain
to wake up to grey skies and gentle rain
love that is real endures the stabbing pain
there's joy enough in simply being alive
to wake up to grey skies and gentle rain
watching the green renew and revive
deontology
Jul. 7th, 2007 07:34 pmso then we have to jump the shark
no easy task at the best times
we take our journey in the dark
so then we have to jump the shark
life is no garden nor no park
we face a long record of crimes
so then we have to jump the shark
no easy task at the best times
what happens to memory
Jul. 7th, 2007 04:38 pma walk through time reveals so much
all that is seen becomes new fact
the rabbit hides within the hutch
a walk through time reveals so much
we reach beyond what we can touch
and do not speak with thought or tact
a walk through time reveals so much
all that is seen becomes new fact
the modern age
Jul. 7th, 2007 03:44 pmthe world may seem a tiny sort of place
but travel for long hours and you'll be worn
the swiftest bird ends up losing the race
the world may seem a tiny sort of place
sorrow must rest behind each smiling face
each of us learns that we'll be hurt and torn
the world may seem a tiny sort of place
but travel for long hours and you'll be worn
symbols of personhood
Jul. 5th, 2007 11:46 amshadows tell us nothing neither does light
we aren't what we were but we still know it
the echoes come back out of deepest night
shadows tell us nothing neither does li;ght
as much as we can we proclaim we are right
and will punish the one who refuses to show it
shadows tell us nothing neither does light
we aren't what we were but we still know it
at time of dusk
Jul. 4th, 2007 09:00 pmthe world we want seems slow to take form
little by little we add to the blank space
this heart will not be taken by swift storm
the world we want is slow to take form
hour by hour each works to set the norm
the honest answer belongs in its place
the world we want seems slow to take form
little by little we add to the blank space
consonance
Jul. 3rd, 2007 08:01 pmfragments of thought adrift through time
all seem to come together when it's right
to name the victim of the greater crime
fragments of thought adrift through time
and in the end true consonantal rhyme
seems to have sparkled in the fading light
fragments of thought adrift through time
all seem to come together when it's right
a single point
Jul. 3rd, 2007 01:06 pmall thought comes down to one reliable fact
the world has given us so little choice
but we are still supposed to show our tact
all thought comes down to one reliable fact
we are the ones who never can be sacked
because we always speak with a strange voice
all thought comes doen to one reliable fact
the world has given us so little choice
alien places
Jul. 2nd, 2007 03:29 pma name once uttered is a solid fact
the label that will haunt you unto death
the virtual person turned into an act
a name once uttered is a solid fact
we see the city after it's been sacked
and yet it's beauty still can stop our breath
a name once uttered is a solid fact
the label that will haunt you unto death
looking up from the page
Jul. 2nd, 2007 01:47 pmthere's softer light but not much softer heat
we do our work and wonder at the peace
workers are bustling up and down the street
there's softer light but not much softer heat
we work and think to quite another beat
there's much to do and we all fear to cease
there's softer light but not much softer heat
we do our work and wonder at the peace
pushing the boundaries
Jul. 1st, 2007 02:32 pmthere are no limits to normal desire
we want the world and we will want more
we're each the solo act in the great choir
there are no limits to normal desire
we don't like either choice of ice or fire
the ones who force us will be shown the door
there are no limits to normal desire
we want the world and we will want more
what's never truly sure
Jul. 1st, 2007 02:04 pmhow much of truth is hidden by a veil
we cannot know we're simply not mature
the whole of judgment is set up to fail
how much of truth is hidden by a veil
each mouth is flapping like an empty sail
we know enough to know we're not secure
how much of truth is hidden by a veil
we cannot know we're simply not mature
in the free world
Jul. 1st, 2007 01:32 pmall that is told cannot be heard
you won't allow the wise to speak
the very thought of liberty's absurd
all that is told cannot be heard
the greatest danger is the spoken word
the only weapon left now to the weak
all that is told cannot be heard
you won't allow the wise to speak
a sort of silence
Jun. 30th, 2007 01:56 pma sort of silence falls upon the space
all that we want is not to have to hear
we want to keep the peace in this small place
a sort of silence falls upon the space
we aren't allowed a single moment's grace
nor can we set the bounds of what we'll bear
a sort of silence falls upon the space
all that we want is not to have to hear
heat index 105
Jun. 30th, 2007 01:30 pmlight's a lot heavier than it looks
or sounds now in highest summer
it sits on every head and sets its hooks
light's a lot heavier than it looks
we can't learn any of this from books
all we learn from life is that it's a bummer
light's a lot heavier than it looks
or sounds now in highest summer
