Oh these dirty hands.
Taken after attending a Motograter concert in June of 2004.
I know these pics are a bit old, but I am slowly bringing them over from an old blogspot account that has long been dormant. Figure once I have exhausted my old material there I will close that out. This seems more suited to the Tumblr format.
Guitar Ramblings
Sweet notes
They fill the air
Caressing the ear
Peace shattered
A crunch erupts
Adrenaline flows
Strings vibrate
Moving over
A sleek black
Exterior
A heartfelt
Interior
An object of creation
Evoking destruction
Sudden change
Calm chords
Surround you
Enveloping you
In a realm of rhythm
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All right, I kind of like this one. Still, it is not all that good and I do recognize it as an exercise for a class.
I promise the good ones are still to come.
The Funnies
Made of paper
Composed of shapes
Told with words
Wrapped in color
Bound with metal
Created by people
Printed with ink
Shipped by truck
Placed on shelves
Bought by us
Read by me
Entertaining glorious euphoric
pieces of artistry
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I swear I did write stuff that I did like and that is not embarrassing. Of course, I said I would post in the order I found them in, likely a bad idea.
I did take a class and I suspect this may have been an exercise for that.
Forsaken Hope
A forlorn state
Wanting to end all pain
Memories flare
All alone
In a sea of sorrow
Moaning and wailing
In this mire you wallow
For none shall follow
Turn your cries upward
None shall be forsaken
Climb from the mire
Your soul
Shall not tire
Reach for me
And all shall
Be saved
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Seriously, I cannot believe I ever thought that was good. I also apologize to subjecting you to it. I promise I do have something that is good.
I do not know exactly when I wrote this, but everything pretty much came during the 1993-1996 period.
