Thursday, March 15, 2007

{day 14}

that was what
i wanted last summer,
what i wanted
all along.
but we all have secrets.
mine just aren't
secrets anymore.

{day 13}

is a huge

{day 12}

nothing is so glamourous
close up.
rust coats even the
most sparkling
unrealistic expectations
if you let them sit out
in the rain too long.
finding someone
who shines through that rust-
that's someone
worth holding onto.

Monday, March 12, 2007

{day 11}

eraserhead returns!

Friday, March 9, 2007

{day 10}

blind eyes stare straight

{day 9}

keeper of the beat
home to nostalgic

your fingers
electric current
down my

the lie
of sweet
piano strains
echoing in my

i search for
to keep me
from coming

and i hate
that i

{day 8}

of your

{day 7}

frightening shaking use the words
you know you need to speak.
spring rolls are salty sweet
but not as sweet as my
lips would be
on your cheek.
how can i hold back
when you ask me to stay
how much of this can i will away?

Monday, March 5, 2007

{day 6}

flowers and earth
ocean and air
save my soul
however i can
learn to let go
learn to give up
let the past
be enough.

Sunday, March 4, 2007

{day 5}

reflect the ocean
too close
to be seen
our home
too far
from the water

Saturday, March 3, 2007

{day 4}

the dark is overpowering
the pressure is too much
i'd be better off without this
ever having happened.

Friday, March 2, 2007

{day 3}

some sweet smile keeps
things sincere. don't fall for that.
keep your heart intact.

Thursday, March 1, 2007

{day 2}

solitary star,
send me back to
inky black
nights alive with
summer fireflies

Wednesday, February 28, 2007

{day 1}

i was asleep
when you came in
i didn't get to
see your face
when you saw the roses
on your chair.
i miss so many moments
spent curled into myself
spent longing for
blind to the
that's already there.


So this blog is going to be directy related to Stacey's new photo blog, Life by Lens. Each of my posts is going to be some sort of writing in response to a photo he's posted. The day numbers (and not the actual date) will be the indicator for what goes with what. A lot will probably be poetry, but you never know what will come out of my mouth, so keep an eye out for some fun bizarreness. Good luck, fair reader.