Tuesday, June 13, 2006

Intermission

Sullen words
Forgotten rhymes
Delayed rhythms
Of Unspoken times

What can I say
When am lost
I lost the greed
To speak my need

Random musings
Jarr my head
I cannot feel
I cannot tread

These moments speak
Of restless blood
I seek.
I seek.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Nice poem, you should try writing fiction.

I see J K Rowling in making.


Cheers.

"Dude, Smell the coffee"

Anonymous said...

wow tina.this was simple but profilic!--sal