Songwriter, poet, freelance writer in nearly all genres. Seems I'll always have a twisted opinion about something; and this makes me somewhat of a social generalist. I love the company of writers as I truly believe that "I" as a project, will never be completed; and it is with the community that I may grow.
Granite Man Standing, edge of cliff so sheer Peering toward the vast Churning blue, and foam recede Lessons, of the past. Project my soul, this vertical wall That shields the tender land From erosion of the Tempest Wind Yet carves the granite man. Beneath, as passions tremble And curl about the form Slowly abrade patina-soft In forecast of the storm. Adjacent to these weathered friends Lie memories of the gale, When weakness overcame me Another love, I failed. Resting bitter, jagged, waiting To rest my skin upon Accepting vengeance' laceration, Exposed-within each dawn. I, spun in ego unyi...
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Brooklyn, Connecticut US
Member since: February 2009
Articles Written: 11