Posts Tagged ‘poem’

Now

27Mar09

“The present is the singularity where personal potential turns into memories.“
-M. Wade Nichols


The geeky poet in me couldn’t stop laughing at the Haiku Compliant part.


“Oddities are harvested with a timely hand & tasted with a tongue that understands.“
-M. Wade Nichols


“I’m the one who died from the safety net and the one who never wanted it.“
-M. Wade Nichols


Chance

09Mar09

“The lack of, or effort toward action, is but a fraction of what happens.“
-M. Wade Nichols


“I choose coffee over tea, because without a vice, there is nothing wrong with me.“
-M. Wade Nichols


A Black Friend

08Mar09

“I wish I could see in black & white or think in shades of grey, but I rage with red, cry in blue & know 59 others by name.“
-M. Wade Nichols


A United Us

23Feb09

“Ignore the lesser evils in the spirit of a greater good. For in the end only one will be left standing- and I prefer a united us, to a divided loneliness.“
-M. Wade Nichols


“I breathed our love into existence in the morning blur. By noon, the sun shed enough light to show us our mistake.“
-M. Wade Nichols


Jump In

12Dec08

“People say jumping in is the key.”
“No, it’s what you jump into that decides how good it feels.“
-M. Wade Nichols


“Each person I see, I exponentiate their experiences by infinity, add every possible potential they have, rounding up & multiply them by six billion. A number so incomprehensible kind of helps me believe in God.“
-M. Wade Nichols


“So excited, I had to dance before the dance.“
-M. Wade Nichols


“It’s hard to be scared when you know the demons by name.“
-M. Wade Nichols


Fast Car

10Dec08

“I always wanted a fast car, in the fast lane, until I realized I missed everything.“
-M. Wade Nichols


“The flutter of its wings tickled my nose and woke me to your call of apology.”
“Everything is connected.”
“I’ll see you soon.“
-M. Wade Nichols


“Questions are like God. Its importance is apparent, despite the missing pieces & eventually it reveals itself.“
-M. Wade Nichols


“Love doesn’t see obligation or debt.” -M. Wade Nichols


Dead Meat

29Nov08

I was flickr’ing and came across this great image and writing.

Dead meat,
Don’t you know you’re dead meat?
You just messed with the wrong team
Better not try and fall asleep now.
You better run out of here
I’ll close my eyes and count to ten
and then I’ll come find you.
You’re gonna get what you deserve
Gonna get what you deserve
In [...]


The marks are my own
Inflicted & sustained
A song once sang
faced with nothing, I want pain.
I feel so much
deeper than skin
I protect what’s within
by keeping you, at end.
Do you want me?
Obligation or something more?
I’ll assume what your efforts are for
as long as you never lose sight of my core.


Stories

01Jul08

“Her eyes tell stories that lead & ink could never script.“


“Tangerine tongue & cherry lips. My poison, so sweet.“
-M. Wade Nichols


“Mother Earth takes care of her own and we are red-blooded step-children.”


via: http://www.asofterworld.com


“I told her what she wanted to hear, even though it killed me.“


I’ll walk til I crawl
Crawl til I slither
Bleed my bowels
from the skin they wither
I’ll do all these things
of the storm you weather
A cloud among night
Your iridescent feather
If a sun, the morn does mother
I’ll gather myself & reconsider


Ask Why.

10Feb08

sip the love

09Feb08

how many times have you told me shh? how many times have i heard, but listened to my heart instead?
i can’t stop.
every second you remain is every reassurance i need.
i could leave or toy with the words, both giving me what i need. i’m never far away, but my lungs are full and spilling.
you sip [...]