Friday, September 28, 2007
table fan
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
A breath of wind
(to the three of you who inspired this...haha!)
A requiem in the Fall
To the Womb who’d conceive us all,
One day…
Without labour, without pain
From paper to stone
Would live
Would prosper
Would stay
The name.
Petals that surround a flower at night.
To the faithful, pure and true…
In the circle of numbers,
Of numbers more
More than a few?
Like rays of light upon the soul…
A breath of live that speaks
Upon an ear quite stiff and cold
By a little wind.








