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Conversation with a friendMouthes dripping with dreams we sat exploring the galaxies, but not farther than the milky way.Conversation with a friend
Her hair,
autumn of youth. My lips dryer for wear,
yet still smooth as a baby's bottom.
Our souls spoke as time dimmed to a whisper; an island of calm in the river of life.
by ~nathd5
Childhood MemoriesThe pillow with bears on it that I have lay my head upon since the beginning and dreamt of toys, friends and love, is now worn and tearing and there is hardly anyChildhood Memories
left.
I must discard it soon
but all I can do is lay upon it’s
faded form and dream of dreaming once more.
by ~nathd5
A glimpse of lightYour something I saw out of the corner of my eye, just in passing. A quick glimpse of light.A glimpse of light
I have been disappointed too many times
to have faith now, but a part of me calls to the light and watches. A part of me wants to kiss your lips And uncover you, all of you,
then be happy with familiarity.
I’m too smart to believe in moonlight and magic. … Take me.
Now, before I look down.
I never want to look down again … … Take me, before it is too late.
by ~nathd5
Pretty GardensWithered grass lays like old shoelaces being broken by the wind, while whicker butterflies lay defeated on the ground; Fairies that once were.Pretty Gardens
There is no moon above So no one sees them in the blackness They are overshadowed by stars, bigger blooms and plastic sundials.
People like their pretty gardens. They don't like wilting, or salted earth or death.
by ~nathd5
Devious Info
- Current Residence: Brisbane, Australia
- Interests: Uni, poetry, reading, film, music, existance.
- Favourite movie: Revolutionary Road, American Beauty, Notes on a Scandal, Funny Face
- Favourite band or musician: Joni Mitchell, Regina Spektor, New Pornographers, Mountain Goats
- Favourite genre of music: Folk
- Favourite poet or writer: Whitman, Ginsberg, Plath, Huxley, Peter S Beagle
- MP3 player of choice: Creative Zen
- Personal Quote: Become what you were born to be, and be it unashamed.
- Tools of the Trade: Pen, Paper, PC, Keyboard, Mind, Heart, Soul.
- Email: nathd5@hotmail.com
- MSN: nathd5@hotmail.com
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