later,
-Chris
Clubs I'm in:


A Soldier's DeathA Soldiers DeathA Soldier's Death
A soldier came home today, A brother, a son, a friend I did not know.
His body draped and covered, Our countrys colored pride, Our people begging forgiveness, In gleaming stripes and shinning stars, And mournful shots proclaiming Brave sacrifice
He died a soldiers death, The old poets would have said, For God and country, And hearth and home, But some would say He died unjustified,
Far away, and alone
I imagine he died outside &nb


An Apology for IndifferenceAn Apology for IndifferenceAn Apology for Indifference
Absent sensation, looking off tiredly,
I see a little girl laughing shyly, A father’s golden teasing playfulness, And she, blushing in bright blue blamelessness…
Watching them, I hear your voice, Listening to you make your choice, You’ve told the lines, so many times,
Your repetition made into a routine, And I’ve heard the lines, enough times, A repetition almost routine…
Your look, giving that distant disconnected kindness, Separation made, supposedly in kind fashion, You brace, cool quite composed acuteness,  


Dharma Poem 1-28-07Dharma Poem 1-28-07Dharma Poem 1-28-07
Blessed quiet, The silent stillness, listening To the cold quiet stars, The taste of smoke blown, Toasted to heaven’s shine, I stand watching and listening, Tired of thinking, I stand Just open…
Being alone, Not the same as being lonely, Standing still, Not the same as stopping, Letting go, Not the same as loosing…
Axioms affirmed, Statements told to feel Better about one’s state of being? Finality of confused feelings,
Seeming an illusion in itself? Lacking understanding, I t


Depressed 3I think I'm shitDepressed 3
Wait, no I don't
My heart wants to say it
But my mouth just won't.
Somewhere inside me
Someone deep down
Knows the true meaning
Of the reasons I frown
Sometimes my love
Is for the life that I live
And other times just to die
What I wouldn't give
Not manic depressive
As far as I know
Despite my extreme highs
And 6-feet-under lows
Depressive mind sets
I'm slipping away
I start living my life
Day my pointless day
Happy as hell
My life is the shit
Thinking of paradise This


Happy F-in' HolidaysChristmas comes but once a year And with it comes this thing I fear- With bated breath and creeping fear- In cold sweat, I wait to hear The dulcet tones of "Grandma Got Run Over by a Reindeer."Happy F-in' Holidays
The insane cackling of a bearded fat man From every store is more than I can stand- That know-it-all laugh is more than I can stand- For these long, long months I've made a plan To stick those eight tiny reindeer up his big, fat can.
The brain-dead kids and screaming adults In enclosed spaces with the same results- Every year in the mall, with the same results-
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