Thursday, December 31, 2009
Saturday, December 12, 2009
prose
a question
to you
to all
to self.
one that will spark
a conversation
into an idea
into a shape
form
just one.
but do not fear
or hesitate to respond
be mindful and witty
quick as night as they say
and i might just prose
why
to you
to all
to self.
one that will spark
a conversation
into an idea
into a shape
form
just one.
but do not fear
or hesitate to respond
be mindful and witty
quick as night as they say
and i might just prose
why
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
westernization
lately
a topic of much concern
brought to the table regularly.
puzzling that this concept is still
thought out
and sought after.
but to westernize the entire world
would relinquish the world of
culture, diversity, and ideas.
a one world concept
a disaster.
the end of thought.
everything would be clean and new
sterilized of any differences in life.
bland.
the end.
a topic of much concern
brought to the table regularly.
puzzling that this concept is still
thought out
and sought after.
but to westernize the entire world
would relinquish the world of
culture, diversity, and ideas.
a one world concept
a disaster.
the end of thought.
everything would be clean and new
sterilized of any differences in life.
bland.
the end.
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
mint
growing mint has given me a project to see if i care for life and help make grow what is within my power
start small, think big.
and harvest.
Friday, November 20, 2009
sanctuary
i now live
and breath within
my own
in a town of change
i am the outsider to many
but welcomed
its peaceful in this ghetto
if one would even call it that
to me it is home
and this is my temple
ive watched myself grow
its strange
with my own ideas
and those from whom have taught me
i sit here and grow.
and breath within
my own
in a town of change
i am the outsider to many
but welcomed
its peaceful in this ghetto
if one would even call it that
to me it is home
and this is my temple
ive watched myself grow
its strange
with my own ideas
and those from whom have taught me
i sit here and grow.
witness
witnessed something today
i think i was suppose to.
the sunset again,
but i was still alive to go to sleep
with another day's knowledge.
Jim Denevan Earth Art
Jim Denevan
He walks to the beach. Finds a nice large size piece of driftwood floated in durning high tide. And begins to turn the sand.
He walks to the beach. Finds a nice large size piece of driftwood floated in durning high tide. And begins to turn the sand.
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