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fading americana

GEORGE

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Some of the images in my blog can be found on Google. However, this one is mine. I am also in the process of compiling some of my other photography to be posted as well. Feel free to comment, complain or give advice on how i can improve. Thank you all once again.

I am as a piece of loosed bark tossed in a sea of turmoil. Beaten below the waters of dark emotion again and again by the waves of time that cruely ripped me from the rooted safety of what i have come to know and pushed from the ones i love. I fight back but my efforts seem only to pull me farther away. While my need for that old haven prevents me from coming to rest on any friendly shore. And with no place to rest i will soon begin to falter and the waves of time will gain their vengeance and i will not rise forth again.

turn on the music
and turn it up loud
because everyone knows
that now may be the last time
make it good
and make it stron
sooner or later
it will all be gone

kisses

I lay in a field of grasses and flowers. The sun hot on my face the dirt cool under my back. The corners of my eyes crinkle with laughter as the blades of grass tickle my toes. A slight breath of wind brings petals of pink into the air. These soft petals kiss my cheak and i think of you. A tear slips from my once laughing eyes down the slope of my cheak onto a blade of grass. One tear lost forever. One tear falls for all the thousands that go unshed.

*sigh*

a single breath

escapes pale lips

waiting for whats left

*sob*

a lonesome sound

pain cant be undone

heart beats pound

*shudder*

wonders whats comming

feet be fast

start running

*fly*

be free

leave it behind

i love only me

Alone

I stood alone in the darkest part of the night
I stood with baited breath, still from fright
Through the trees the full moon shone
And I l gazed apon their faces, as I stood alone
They held out their hands, but touched me naught
From them I could not run, nor could I be caught
As I stood alone among those trees
I wondered who was real, them or me.

As I stand alone, and pondering
On those around me, endlessly wandering
The branches creak along with their moaning
Like back-lit fingers thin and boney
Winds screaming along with this symphony
Other worldly music, their song heard only by me
Alone in these trees, no one passing me by
As forboding clouds creap across the sky

And still just I stand in the wood
wondering if I should run, or if I could
Those around me start to dance
A dance of warning, my last chance
The earth opens up before me
A deeper darkness I will never see
As I am swallowed whole inside
I wonder if it is I that had died