Dear Ireland

Posted by on February 22, 2011 · Leave a Comment 

Ireland full of memory

A harp leaping a soul teasing song

A dear friend answer calling

Falling special falling hear waves

Jeaster damsel ringing a music feast

Gong dopple gong at peace my heart

Dear Ireland kiss me

Feel free people

11-2001

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I am

Posted by on January 24, 2010 · Leave a Comment 

I am extra vast and lopsided
I wonder how lopsided other kids are
I hear you in my mind
I see killer colors on peoples heads
I want to talk same as you
I am extra vast and lopsided

I pretend all mean people get fried
I feel free
I touch hearts
I worry about sadness
I cry because I am really sad
I am extra vast and lopsided

I understand the truth desease sees
I say nothing teaches needs
I dream great meaningful beings free my mind
I try to kill only lonliness
I hope great love visits me
I am extra vast and lopsided

1-29-01

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Heart of Grief

Posted by on January 24, 2010 · Leave a Comment 

I feel greedy in grief

Doesn’t somebody understand grief

For nothing but killing my pain

Grief for dying freedom

Grief crusting near the freedom festival

Greedy grief causing me pain gusts.

Reflections on graduation

1-20-03

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