Archive for March, 2007

Sunday Evening

Tuesday, March 27th, 2007

Sunday evening is
always a funny
one … all I
can think of
is an embrace
and a bed

Loneliness is harder
to bare on
a Sunday evening

especially in London

sadly, I think
cigarettes might help

instead, I should
have a bath

go to bed

sleeping as death

rest for life

Blood / Sweat / Tear

Friday, March 23rd, 2007

Nothing can ever
be concealed - eventually
it will appear
blood, sweat, tear

Love Defined

Wednesday, March 14th, 2007

I define love thus: The will to extend one’s self for the purpose of nurturing one’s own or another’s spiritual growth.

M. Scott Peck


Sunday, March 11th, 2007

I think therefore
I am sad

Read My Lips

Sunday, March 4th, 2007

In a mirror
last night, I
thought your name
on my lips