tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-53496632011-04-21T13:58:54.076-04:00My labAJnoreply@blogger.comBlogger241100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349663.post-1141165186017793572006-02-28T17:18:00.000-05:002006-02-28T17:22:22.526-05:00Yo YoUpDownUpDownUpDownSleepAJnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349663.post-1102228235512483202004-12-05T01:27:00.000-05:002005-01-25T19:17:05.476-05:00I Wear My Ring...
I wear it because I remember...
I remember the repeated trips to the ER
I remember sitting by your side the entire time
I remember you giving me as your emergency contact, having them list me as "friend" and you being upset with that as you saw me as more than that
I remember going to the mall to look at rings, jokingly at first I remember both of us selecting rings that we AJnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349663.post-1091917445473798442004-08-07T18:22:00.000-04:002004-08-07T18:24:05.473-04:00Red are your eyes
from which tears have been shed
Red is the sun
in the sky up ahead
Red is the rose
beautiful and pure
Red is my love
for you I am sure
AJnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349663.post-1079806169907478502004-03-20T13:09:00.000-05:002004-03-20T13:26:31.716-05:00Froisserje l'ai froisséetu l'as froisséeil/elle/on l'a froisséenous l'avons froisséevous l'avez froisséeils/elles l'ont froisséehopes her french isn't so rusty that she's written that wrongAJnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349663.post-1075872637280795972004-02-04T00:30:00.000-05:002004-02-04T00:32:54.450-05:00originally written december 6, 2003
untitled
just murder
just murder on arrival
just murder
on the wings of survivalAJnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349663.post-1075871043073752212004-02-04T00:04:00.000-05:002004-02-04T00:06:20.576-05:00The following is the product of a team builder from my last staff meeting...
Untitled
Door - window - window - ground
The cheerios once rolled along the hardwood floor
A lone picture frame once held a portrait
as the music played on
Like feet on plush carpet
the eyes walk up and down
scanning the wall
Possibilities run rampant in the mind
It was time for renewal, time for keeping some while AJnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349663.post-1071296409702425482003-12-13T01:20:00.000-05:002003-12-13T01:23:06.340-05:00Ok, so this isn't something I've written, but I find it describes a couple people I know..
Two halves have little choice but to join; and yes, they do make a whole. But when two wholes join... that is beauty. That is love. ~~ Peter McWilliams AJnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349663.post-1071219229567270522003-12-12T03:53:00.000-05:002003-12-12T03:55:25.763-05:00Slipped
flesh stinging
memories
appeal
control lacking
urge
resist
sleep.AJnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349663.post-1071061349558907002003-12-10T08:02:00.000-05:002003-12-10T08:04:15.466-05:00Yo-Yo
Trigger
reactions
moods
up and down
sunset
sunrise
up and down
cry
laugh
silenceAJnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349663.post-1068355344468897662003-11-09T00:22:00.000-05:002003-11-09T00:38:23.123-05:00Just one
The urge is still strong
It calls to me from my desk
Just one. just one.AJnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349663.post-1066024999863878382003-10-13T02:03:00.000-04:002003-10-13T02:03:19.986-04:00deafening
and almighty
the voice is
it must be quietted
the performance awaits
deaf to the music,
the dancer dancesAJnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349663.post-1063407034784924832003-09-12T18:50:00.000-04:002003-09-12T18:55:46.270-04:00Life
crazy fun study crazy fun study crazy fun study
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crazy funAJnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349663.post-1059151493819076932003-07-25T12:44:00.000-04:002003-07-27T22:56:16.950-04:00Ok, so stick with me as I try to figure out why my blog isn't posting properly... The code looks to be here, but something isn't quite right with respect to the display of it. Arrrgh.AJnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349663.post-1058758799056901312003-07-20T23:39:00.000-04:002003-07-20T23:39:58.956-04:00Ok so this isn't my work, but it is still an amazing anonymous quote
AJnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349663.post-960046182003-06-25T00:33:00.000-04:002003-06-25T00:38:19.000-04:00Unsettled
The future? Uncertain.
Restless. Thoughts race.
An unquiet mind.
The end? The beginning?
Unknown.AJnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349663.post-956493492003-06-13T22:36:00.000-04:002003-06-18T22:24:20.000-04:00This is for you.
Twins
Ying and Yang
each distinct on its own
connected with no clear start or end
they compliment and balance each other.AJnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349663.post-954201112003-06-07T21:21:00.000-04:002003-06-18T11:49:18.000-04:00From the high school archives.
Fireflies
Blink blink
Under the night sky
Fireflies perform their routines
Each one a mirrow of the others
Blink blink
Two more find their mates
Blink blink
Two more come together in matrimonial light
While most are content – one is not
He seeks a change from the old song and dance
Something other than a mirror
Blink blink
Amidst the sea of blinking lights, one AJnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349663.post-954195112003-06-07T20:51:00.000-04:002003-06-07T21:05:07.000-04:00The colour
Red is the shirt she wears tonight
---with the neckline that slips
Red are her cheeks when a compliment is paid
Red is the love between them
Red is the heart – not to be given
Red are the eyes - from which tears were shed
Red is the anger inside – for hurting her so
Red is the sunset at the end of the day
---and so are the tulips that continue to bloom.AJnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349663.post-941696052003-05-11T19:15:00.000-04:002003-05-11T19:17:34.000-04:00Ok, so this dates back to September 2000 if memory serves me correctly...
Portrait of love untouchable
Almost asleep she lies in the bed beside
him. A mere arm's reach away and yet
out of reach
Longing to embrace her and never let her go
to lay beside her and to caress her skin
from head to toe
He yearned for this with every cell in his body
But she was not to be his.
Images of her, of her AJnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349663.post-938350802003-05-05T21:19:00.000-04:002003-05-05T21:24:19.000-04:00This piece was started over a year ago and finished last fall.
Two Identities - One heart
Her strong stature caressed
by a simple dress
At initial glance, simple.
Atop her pale skin, slightly fitted,
it accents the feminine side she conceals all too often
Formal and elegant she covers the dance floor
with the greatest of ease
An individual, the ensemble is not
without her personal touch
AAJnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349663.post-937786052003-05-04T23:26:00.000-04:002003-05-04T23:26:02.860-04:00From my high school days...
For a friend
Calmly before your electronic god you sit
banishing evils from your world,
Your surface glows radiant like the sun upon a mountain spring;
And yet... beneath lies a pit of turmoil and confusion,
So heavy is the burden with
which you are laden - that my
own heart feels the load.
Like dying stars in the night sky
your eyes are being extinguished
by the AJnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349663.post-937769112003-05-04T22:54:00.000-04:002003-05-04T22:54:03.230-04:00I believe I wrote this one back in the fall.
Snowflake
Perfect in every way
Unique and
Rare as a diamond, a
Flake as lovely was never known
Every snowfall more arrive
Counting each new flak will never arrive at a like
To touch it, is to have it melt and disappearAJnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349663.post-937763622003-05-04T22:43:00.000-04:002003-05-04T22:46:03.000-04:00I believe that the following was written in the fall.
Dreamer
What I want...
To wrap my arms around your tender frame
and draw you near
To rub your back
until all your worries are gone
That is what I want
To curl up next to you
as we fall asleep
To look into your eyes
and see you looking back at me
That is what I want
To love you with all my heart
and know that you feel the sameAJnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349663.post-937714472003-05-04T21:06:00.000-04:002003-05-04T21:06:45.476-04:00Welcome to my blog. Please feel free to browse the writing I post here as it is material I have written at different times... some more recent than others. Please note that just because pieces are posted in a certain chronological order, it does not mean that I wrote them in that same order... I will endeavour to include a note if the material has been written a while ago, but this may not alwaysAJnoreply@blogger.com