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I found this poem while rooting the other day. Figured I'd post my non-imagist, emotional, anachonristically styled, archaic poem here, since it's trendy at the moment to post verse in one's blog:

WHEN DEATH LAYS LOW

It’s hot as hell, but hotter still
the fiery sun and scorching sand
that beat and blaze above and below
to burn the backs of better men,
of men laid low in steely Iraq
or unsung heroes West of Tehran.

The ...

Ghost

For a moment
I saw the glimmer
reflected in the mirror
but when I looked
back again
she was gone.

My heart filled
with terror
and passing lights
flashed
into my consciousness.

I tired to
shake the feeling
but the whiteness
of her form was
so clear.

For that brief
encounter
which forever
left me speechless.
...

I think it would be so cool if I had hair like David Bowie's in "Labyrinth". I should so style it, but that hairstyle wouldn't work for some of my "serious" outfits...darn. I want silver streaks and everything.

Last week I went to this neat music store and bought what I thought was a Man or Astro-Man? CD and when I went home to play it, it wasn't Man or Astro-Man?. (It was a used CD.) Which made me sad. So I had to return it. That's the album I wanted, too! And ...

1....
he told me today
i will be leaving home soon
mom's heart grins and cries

2...
he was a child
looking back he grew so fast
now he's grown and gone

3...
the world awaits him
so much to offer and lose
jump right in my son

I'm going threw another Peter Pan sindrone (or however you spell it) hmmm... i think this is my third time the last couple of months. First time was so joyus! (don't know why, but it was) but the second time was very painful... i realized that almost everything that happened in the book and movie shall never happen to me... never how very long that seems not to have.... any way, sorry, my mind is so far in the clouds i'm afraid to look down at the moment. of course listening to this kind of music ...