Sunday, March 22, 2009

Box of Rain

Walk into splintered sunlight
Inch your way through dead dreams
to another land
Maybe you're tired and broken
Your tongue is twisted
with words half spoken
and thoughts unclear
What do you want me to do
to do for you to see you through
A box of rain will ease the pain
and love will see you through

And love is seeing me through

Walk into shining sunlight
Inch my way through sweet dreams
To another land
I might be tired and broken, but
My tongue is softer
My words complete
My thoughts are clear
I want you to love and hold me
To care for me, to see me through
My box of rain will ease the pain
Your love will see me through

Monday, March 16, 2009

Happy Rez Day to Me!!!!

Wow! I can't believe I'm two already.  As my rez day approached, I wondered where the last two years went.  Not to my surprise, I realize it has been in SL.  If you've been following my blog, then you've been on this journey with me for the last year and i thank you for coming along for the ride.  The people in my second life are as dear to me as those in my first life.  

My personal and professional lives have flourished here, and now my dissertation research keeps my SL time in check (mostly).  What can be better than having an excuse to play, work,and research in my favorite place.

So while my family and RL friends think I'm going to hell in a least I'm enjoying the ride. ride, ride ,ride yeah!!!

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

If I

If I opened my mind
and saw you there
would the wind and the fire
cause much despair?

If I opened my heart
and let you in
would the flowers and birds
know where to begin?

If I sang through the night
and cried in the day
would the powers that be
lock me away?

writers block

what do you do when you want to write - but your mind has been forced to slow down - and creativity no longer flows from your fingertips, sparkling and insightful?  

what do you do when the energy levels dwindle and your brain run at the same speed as the rest of the world, plodding along, getting by?  

how boring.  

     how necessary. 

          or is it...? 

Sunday, March 1, 2009

He's Gone

My friend, my confidant, my love.  I am sorry. I will always love you.