Friday, January 01, 2010

Old in New

 
Fire, Night, Wind, Hope, Chaos, others.
The old gods, they dance and bend for the new times.
They whisper lost bits of Then in the ears of sleepers.
Snow falls and they walk between the white.

The lack of wanting illuminates the moment.
Instead of the near constant need
Defining the spaces between the dreams
There is now a calm.

How did it sneak in unnoticed?
Does it speak of new quiet strength
Or a further drift from the daily
Agreed importance.


13 Comments:

Blogger Jimmy said...

FUCK

January 2, 2010 at 1:03 AM  
Blogger Jimmy said...

I tot this guy is a great fukker

January 2, 2010 at 1:04 AM  
Blogger Jimmy said...

SHIT
he is even more

January 2, 2010 at 1:04 AM  
Blogger Jimmy said...

just read dis girls


The lack of wanting illuminates the moment.

Instead of the near constant need

Defining the spaces between the dreams

There is now a calm

January 2, 2010 at 1:05 AM  
Blogger Jimmy said...

dat Shakes Spear guy
was no great shakes

compared to dis guy

January 2, 2010 at 1:06 AM  
Anonymous Sorcerer said...

wow! me is amazed by the pics
wow!!the lines are lovely

January 2, 2010 at 4:47 AM  
Blogger Annie said...

Jimmy: Yup, he's the devil in disguise. ;-)

Very stylish, Rex. :-)

January 2, 2010 at 7:10 PM  
Blogger Arizona said...

beauty.
i realized i missed your writing.
weirrrrrd ;)

January 3, 2010 at 12:39 AM  
Blogger kAt said...

I really like what your doing here.

January 3, 2010 at 2:42 PM  
Blogger rage said...

Those are come hot chickies Rex!

January 3, 2010 at 6:51 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hey..Happy New Year to you honey x

January 4, 2010 at 7:06 PM  
Blogger Secretia said...

You stirred something in me.

January 6, 2010 at 7:26 PM  
Blogger Aidyl said...

I love the first picture. =)
And beautiful lines~!

I could use a breeze of new quiet strength in my life sometimes....*sigh*

January 9, 2010 at 4:11 PM  

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