Wednesday, May 29, 2013
Unnamed Entry - Airman Zach Weber
Unnamed entry in Zach's Writing Notebook
I feel like I don't belong
In a world where everything's gone wrong.
What happened to our innocence,
What happened to our joy and bliss?
righteousness,
happiness?
Smeagul from Airman Zach Weber's notebook
Smeagul
Two personalities. Two people living in one body.
One tortured body.
It's so hard to come back when no one truss us.
We can't even remember our own name
It's become lost in our own treacherous past
What was it like before? Does anyone know?
Canyon Grand by Airman Zach Weber
Canyon Grand
We have a canyon in between us, ain't it grand?
It separates me from you and you from me,
And, it's a 'comfortable' distance for me to be ...he he
I'll just sit here, I like it on this side.
I won't bridge the Great Divide
'Cause I really just don't have the time.
Your Touch by Airman Zach Weber
Your Touch
Just to touch your face, would speak a thousand words
You can't erase
A thousand words in my head, just once touch
And they all be said
A touch brings two together
A touch lets you feel
A touch allows you to be felt....
Things Change
Things Change. by Airman Zach Weber
Does anything ever
stay the same?
Even the sky, in
all its vastness, cannot always hold its own deep blue.
It is overtaken
and veiled, seemingly all at once –
You no more than
blink when dark, rolling clouds have mounted their invasion,
And the
once-brilliant sky dims and dulls by the second.
Then the rain
comes.
Small bits of rain
sting exposed skin – every ping is felt – each drop
Seeming to pierce
deeply as if seeking bone.
And when you feel
the pain unbearable, you –
Suddenly, subtly
realize that you no longer feel the individual pricks and stabs:
The rain itself has
changed.
It seems now the
rain simply exists; it’s just there.
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