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  1. Execution of Regard

    Haggard hopes entombed
    In strident hasps and yet doomed
    In the graft of fiscal support,
    In rhythm with a rippling cavort.
    Attuned to the remarked cadence
    Of hard gist and common sense,
    Aligned with th gaze of the troubadour,
    Besmirched in bearing of a boor.
    The past may be lost
    In matchless cost
    Of a commercial standard of vogue.
    Derivative takes on the rogue.
    To mourn the separation of majesty
    From the concept ...
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  2. Wilting Regards

    Here's to the passing
    Of easy gestures
    The cool amassing
    Of substitute figures
    In my place.
    I remember
    Our very first night,
    The flying embers,
    The sparkling lights
    The mystical imprint of your face.
    Now we're trading
    Hooks and jibes,
    Our summer fading
    With love besides;
    It never would have worked.
    I was the flower,
    You the pollen,
    I danced in the showers
    You lay prone and ...
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  3. "You may only call me 'Mrs. Darcy'...

    by , 03-17-2009 at 03:59 AM (Sipping the Tea)
    "...when you are completely, perfectly, and incandescently happy."



    I am determined, by any means possible, that I am going to make as much as a can with this Spring Break. Friday was fine- a little bland - Saturday was full of work, and Sunday was about the same and absolutely miserable! I had planned to come home after work too and clean the apartment so that nothing could stand in my way when I was ready to leave for home (Myrtle Beach) on Monday, but I ...

    Updated 03-17-2009 at 04:09 AM by a_little_wisp

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  4. No Quarter

    I am groupless
    I am clanless
    always without
    never within
    yet I have no outer self
    only an inner self
    there are only the characters
    in my head
    they come alive
    more alive to me
    than anyone else
    treating the world
    like ghosts
    as they all just float on by
    passing through me
    as air
    the world is full of walking dead
    mayhap's it is I that is dead
    there is no lament
    ...
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  5. Sos

    Love, I am not taking advantage of them if they cannot function without me. I am home. They demanded me home last night. Not in a "we made a mistake and we need you" sort of way, but dad said in no uncertain terms, verbatim "get your *** home." I have not cried as much in the past three years as I have last night and today. I cried myself to sleep last night, cried before school, first period, second period, at lunch, fifth period, after school, when I first got home... now that ...
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