Oct 29, 2004
my desperate suitor, recall our youth.

of satiated lust, dare I say.
that naive pleasure, yesterday?
of discovery, his field of vast
of dancing dreams upon the grasp
of carnal sparks that dared to fly
when and which, nary thought to die.
... posted by kEith ...  @  10/29/2004 03:11:00 AM


Oct 25, 2004
to a poet sad.
how linguistically lustful can a boy be
find leaves of terrible calamitY

to oNLy hope for rainy days.
verbs the only things to say!

take time to see the truth there is
be gone with this shaky, youthful biz.

and dream beyond the wasteful cry
of lessons learned by and by.
... posted by kEith ...  @  10/25/2004 05:27:00 AM


Oct 23, 2004
excerpt from chronicles of Jediah the Lion Hearted
"Friends, it's a lie," said Jediah the Lion Hearted to a large crowd of adult infants parading in a sea of deciet that some organizer called the Good Times festival.
... posted by kEith ...  @  10/23/2004 09:57:00 PM


Oct 19, 2004
narrator ponders
where should i go,
this heart that seems to know,
this soul that seems entwined,
with victory in mind,
fixed to a place that isn't here,
a place that doesn't fear.

and thusly to be
and to work and to see
and to be chosen to pen
these words
not ZEN.
... posted by kEith ...  @  10/19/2004 10:22:00 PM


Oct 11, 2004
Should I find a way to pen the truth and wake the minds of simple youth to conjure plans that don’t deceit to buckle through and beat defeat to overcome the pain within to do what’s righteous -- beGin.
... posted by kEith ...  @  10/11/2004 10:08:00 PM