Thursday, December 01, 2011

the great journey...

as the pale mist rides across the waves,
men bid adieu to those left behind.
for all journeys begin with farewells. takes great courage to let go that you have come to know. gone are the days of strange discoveries and majestic wonders. the stars are the same in the night sky, as is the dull throbbing in your heart. memory fails as to when you last tasted true adventure. the whole world is one big cocoon. or so it seems... 

still, there is one great journey in all our lives. 

do you know yours?

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

caged words...

to decipher the written word,
was e'er a foolhardy quest.
but wisdom, once freely whispered,
now languishes in paper cages.

and thus man tamed the beast.


the written word has come a long way indeed. but was there ever a word to pen down the 'true' nature of man? i think not.

Thursday, November 10, 2011

the boy in the trench...

distant memories of sun-soaked fields, 
lemonade & cotton candy dreams.
in this darkest of nights, 
the snow falls ever so gentle.

and the light in his eyes is long gone.

the kiss still sweet on his lips,
parted now evermore they be.
smiled once he down the gun;
fickle, the dices today turn.

and the light in his eyes is long gone.

the cold embrace of sudden sleep,
silences the din of midnight's strife.
amidst the walls of fox-dug grime,
echos of his last laugh ne'er cease.

and the light in his eyes is long gone.


Monday, November 07, 2011

the day of days...

once again we find ourselves on the cusp of a moment filled with such immense possibilities that Churchill would have given his last cigar to have one of these. and yet, how do we choose to play it out? well, in pretty much the same manner that we have played each and every day of the past week, the last millennium or the last 200,000 years if the damn archeologists are to be believed.

...we exist.

yes, there are those who have hoo-haahed over the giant leaps taken in these archeologically-consented years. we could not go pick dirt on the moon before. we can now. still, i like earth dirt better; personally speaking that is.

going back to Churchill's last cigar, the man once said, "if you're going through hell, keep going"...very wise words indeed. it is best to keep going. move onwards. keep toddling on. cause, sometimes the view around you isn't pretty at all. 

i care not for the immense possibilities of the future. i care not for the greatness that begets the search for the Holy Grail. nor do i care for the pride of belonging to the nation at the zenith. the only thing i care about is my next filling meal. i am poor. what do i have to give. what do i have to receive.

humanity is overrated. monkeys live equally well.

Friday, October 14, 2011

rogue word alley...

aah words, you irascible rogues.
what is it that you whisper into my ears?

"for old time's sake, my old friend,
let us take a walk down the alley."

take me back if you will,
cause the truth be told.

i missed thee

Friday, June 24, 2011

the greatest show on earth...

"cause the times they are a changing."

...and as always the show must go on.

Monday, April 25, 2011


rage. it is an inscrutable thing. absolute in itself and without a justifies itself in the same manner as God; by manifesting itself out of nowhere...

anger is caused, hurt is imposed, vengeance is brought upon, malice is induced...but comes from nowhere. or does it?

...are we all filled with rage? our entire being crafted out of sheer madness that every once in a while takes over and compels us towards the edge. an chasm that seems so enticing to leap into. to commit such violence that wild beasts would be shamed.

for some men, their rage is what makes them who they are...for men like Ahab.

*follow the link to experimental soup for the rest of the post.

Wednesday, March 09, 2011

the playlist...

if music is for the soul, then i'm all rock n roll!!

#1. November Rain - Guns n Roses

#2. Sweet Child of Mine - Guns n Roses

#3. Poison - Alice Cooper

#4. Cities on Flame with Rock n Roll - Blue Oyster Cult

#5. Janie's Got a Gun - Aerosmith

#6. Champagne Supernova - Oasis

#7. Hey You - Pink Floyd

#8. Soldier of Fortune - Deep Purple

#9. Stairway to Heaven - Led Zeppelin

#10. Wish You Were Here - Pink Foyd

Saturday, January 08, 2011

the footprints in the sand...

"i wish i had more time. time to gaze at the wind blowing your hair across your face."

the footprints left faint impressions on the sand; the waters washing them away, one wave at a time. the memories dance their wild dance of euphoria; numbing the mind of the throbbing reality of the coarse shards of broken shells underneath your feet...

it just seemed like tomorrow when the clamoring of the seagulls swooping down on the bread crumbs thrown by tourists signaled the existence of the bay with the sun shining brightly on the burnished deck, shined by the countless steps that had walked on it's hard wood over the years.

life has passed by swiftly. much like the past 24 hours. each hour racing behind the other to catch it, overtake it. foolish hours. little do they know that the ones passed before can never be caught. never be overtaken. all that remains is the memory of the smile. of the tiny fingers clasping your hand, as you led her out on to the pirate trail, taught her how to fish, told her you won't tell when she wanted to have 3 different kinds of ice cream.

the memory of the smile that flashed across the beautiful face, the wind messing up her hair while drawing figures in the wet sand. the memory of your child laughing out with the innocent wild-eyed wonder upon seeing the seagulls.

aah the seagulls...they are wondrous birds. magnificent indeed.

Wednesday, January 05, 2011

the storyteller's tale...

a new year. a new beginning. and many stories to tell...

for what is a ripple on the surface of still waters,
will one day be a wave crashing against the rocks;
when days and nights matter no more,
on that cusp of timelessness shall end our tale.