q u i e t l yKEPT
[it's nothing, really...]
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Saturday, August 26, 2006
Friday, April 14, 2006
Friday, March 10, 2006
Tuesday, November 23, 2004
Sunday, November 07, 2004
i was a bird when you found me & a bird when you left
no one told me the direction to fly
& i have been across the country
& my wings are tired & weak & often i only want to find somewhere warm & dry to sleep
as if i were only a piece of your scenery
one you do not take in as you are on your way to work
but one you would miss if i disappeared
stopped singing
escaped for the season
but this winter i am planning on sticking around
because for once i have built a home
no one told me the direction to fly
& i have been across the country
& my wings are tired & weak & often i only want to find somewhere warm & dry to sleep
as if i were only a piece of your scenery
one you do not take in as you are on your way to work
but one you would miss if i disappeared
stopped singing
escaped for the season
but this winter i am planning on sticking around
because for once i have built a home
Thursday, August 26, 2004
Saturday, July 31, 2004
Monday, July 19, 2004
Friday, June 25, 2004
Thursday, June 17, 2004
Thursday, June 10, 2004
Saturday, May 29, 2004
Friday, April 16, 2004
Sunday, April 11, 2004
Sunday, March 07, 2004
when you tried to trample me underfoot you only managed to scratch my eyes & the scabs grew over them like giant knives pointing outwards until i could not stand next to anyone i could not face anyone or i would stab them deeply with my own wounds with my own healing it would not hurry itself along one must be still & wait & the scabs will leave on their own accord they do every time havent we learned this yet havent we learned ? oh sweet love what has become of you ?
Friday, January 30, 2004
Thursday, January 29, 2004
it's a million to one & the millions are turning themselves on & off so if you time it just right, watch your rhythm & your step, perhaps you can sneak in for a bit of understanding. i cant take this alone but i cant take you with me so i'll watch the birds hop from wire to wire & pretend they will relay messages from a far off land of knowledge & of hope. i wonder what stillness is to motion is to progress is to providence.
Tuesday, January 20, 2004
Friday, January 16, 2004
the giraffe's eyes were so big,
& the elephant's eyelashes so long
the children watched the penguins
& i was leaving
& i was staying
each time it's supposed to be goodbye
yet whoever they are
& whoever i am
stretch our hands into next week
& pull out a few more hours
but soon they will all be pulled
stretched taut like taffy
& my hands will be full
& my hands will be empty
& i really will be gone
i really will be gone.
& the elephant's eyelashes so long
the children watched the penguins
& i was leaving
& i was staying
each time it's supposed to be goodbye
yet whoever they are
& whoever i am
stretch our hands into next week
& pull out a few more hours
but soon they will all be pulled
stretched taut like taffy
& my hands will be full
& my hands will be empty
& i really will be gone
i really will be gone.