I joined Helium on March 1st, 2007 by accident. I started writing my very first article directly into the Helium submit box. This precious piece of literature took me two days to pen, but when I eventually hit the submit button, my article completely dissappeared....Oh
+ more bio informationBlack specks, pepper treks, across my floorone by one, they follow in legion, to the doorMarching forth, intent on purpose preordainedchemically communicating, centurion's accoladePeanut sitting on the floor, machinery set to renderorganic structures, tools intact, ants in mighty splendorDisembark, cutting, sawing, gnawing wi... More..
Dark is dark and light is lightawaken this heart, for I igniteLift up my head and let me seeaway from this, dismal eternity Plodding on, never letting gohearing a voice, whispering lowTunnel of darkness, tunnel of fogswirling around my, watery log Round in circles, it's easy to dohead in the clouds, pea soup stewStep on th... More..
Love, was what I expected it to beI was told, it would set me freeAll my feelings, found their placeI accepted them, in ego's graceThis love grew, into our headand we flourished, so they saidI went my way, you went yoursopening windows, slamming doorsI thought true love, was meant to belove is blind, they make you seeBut with... More..
Mom doesn't care about the money spenttrue gifts, are heaven sentNever mind the shops and mallslisten to your heart, when it callsMake her something out of loveand pick some flowers, my turtle doveA gift of good intentionbeats, any other's inventionMake a card and tell her truetell your mom, "I love you"Write it bold and stat... More..
Let's face it! What are hoping to achieve in our lives? Is the male role in society a little mixed up? Have we transcended from our Father's generation, only to carry on the legacy that was outlined by their Father's and their Father's before them?Well, things are different nowadays in this Western hemisphere; Our roles are s... More..
My brain is a mass of circuits and wiresmaintained by thoughts, no adjustments with pliersIt controls my actions, it thinks what is bestwith me in the middle, trying to digestThis person I am, this brain that is meI feed it with visions, I feed it with weFor my spirit is pushing, this brain up to speedmy thoughts are provokin... More..
This pit in my stomach, will not subsidehankering for something, to feed this prideA plate of you, or a big bowl of my inventiontogether we can sustain, my yearning for attentionSitting in the corner, of a well lit roomspotlights fill the space, that I consumeTurning heads my way, is all I needthere is an empty void, that I m... More..
The toilet is dirty.....I know, it needs cleaning, but I live alone and I don't care about it at the moment. The staircase is encrusted with pieces of things that fell out of the treads of my shoes and my carpets have become a safe universe for microscopic alien debris.As I watch the dust fall in a shaft of sun light, that st... More..
For centuries, man has been harnessing the power of water and turning it into perpetual energy; From water wheels and damns, to traveling from continent to continent; We have turned this planet into a metropolis of water ways, that generate wealth and prosperity.However, what lies within the oceans and waterways, is where the... More..
I grew up in a quaint little cottage in the middle of nowhere. We had four cats and an infestation of quaint little mice. The cats were very good mousers, but for some reason they were picky and preferred to catch their prey outside, rather than inside of the house.My parents were constantly finding things missing, especially... More..
Jon Coe
Owings Mills, Maryland US
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