Dorian’s Theme
I pour out my heart on the canvas I wring out my soul on the page In oils and inks I could outshine the Sphinx but it doesn’t mean a […]
I pour out my heart on the canvas I wring out my soul on the page In oils and inks I could outshine the Sphinx but it doesn’t mean a […]
When I sort through my oldest memories There’s a figure prominently featured He’s wearing a white t-shirt and faded blue jeans Lying on the living room floor on a Sunday […]
Shhhh, it’s OK sweetheart. Shhhh. Don’t cry. . . Don’t cry. Look at the clouds, baby. How white they are today! See that one? It looks like an angel – don’t […]
there’s a thin sheet of brittle ice between this world and oblivion you walk it so gracefully how could such soft stepping violate the integrity of this cold barrier? and […]
the path wound lazily down – the garden behind us and here we stood – for here she had stopped the trees and the brush so dense in the night […]
it must have been a dream I followed her through that garden gate a lonely path winding through the darkened wood away from the ball I began to follow it […]
Three, two, one. . . Music starting now The electric sky is cold tonight Ghosts stepping out all dressed in white The girls curtsy – the boys bow – One, […]
there’s a little piece of parchment, love frayed upon its every edge where the years have worn the fibers and upon it’s fragile surface has been scrawled a simple pledge […]
We’ve lost this fight, my friends, we’ve lost Surrendered the cause as we sheathed our old swords The blood of the innocent painted on doors Machines of decay grind the […]
~j.d.schofield