<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893</id><updated>2011-11-14T08:39:20.235-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Journeys of A Man</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello&lt;br /&gt;I reached for you&lt;br /&gt;I really tried&lt;br /&gt;The passing of time&lt;br /&gt;and the fine line&lt;br /&gt;got caught in my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello&lt;br /&gt;I fell so hard&lt;br /&gt;and didn't get back up&lt;br /&gt;I still haven't &lt;br /&gt;gotten back up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello&lt;br /&gt;play that song&lt;br /&gt;the one I wrote&lt;br /&gt;about old friends&lt;br /&gt;and how to begin&lt;br /&gt;again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;begin&lt;br /&gt;again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello&lt;br /&gt;it's been a while&lt;br /&gt;how have you been?&lt;br /&gt;I must begin...&lt;br /&gt;...again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow the rabbit down the hole.&lt;br /&gt;Follow the path wherever it goes.&lt;br /&gt;No matter where it goes.&lt;br /&gt;I must follow.&lt;br /&gt;Hello.&lt;br /&gt;I must follow.&lt;br /&gt;Hello.&lt;br /&gt;I must follow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-7962748019019574843</id><published>2009-07-22T16:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T16:06:40.833-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nothing changes if nothing changes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-7962748019019574843?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/7962748019019574843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=7962748019019574843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/7962748019019574843'/><link 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covered&lt;br /&gt;the ground is covered&lt;br /&gt;these dreams are just illusions&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-3499518747506501702?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/3499518747506501702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=3499518747506501702&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/3499518747506501702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/3499518747506501702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-from-forever.html' title='first from forever'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-5494122351898217185</id><published>2008-12-03T22:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T22:13:39.667-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Candle in the window&lt;br /&gt;cold in the air&lt;br /&gt;leaves fall&lt;br /&gt;don't we all&lt;br /&gt;I want to say I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;I want to say thank you&lt;br /&gt;I want to say what needs to be said&lt;br /&gt;before my last day is through&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-5494122351898217185?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-6779671808272689221</id><published>2008-09-25T14:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T14:48:57.685-05:00</updated><title type='text'>(journeys from long ago / entry 2)</title><content type='html'>Took a ride to the city limit sign&lt;br /&gt;looked at it for one last time&lt;br /&gt;hit the accelerator and said goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a drive up the interstate&lt;br /&gt;thinking so much he couldn't concentrate&lt;br /&gt;on the future that has burned the past&lt;br /&gt;needs answers to all the questions he has left to ask&lt;br /&gt;so much still left to do&lt;br /&gt;can at least one dream come true&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-6779671808272689221?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-6681543799613193771</id><published>2008-09-25T14:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T14:23:01.832-05:00</updated><title type='text'>(journeys from long ago / entry 1)</title><content type='html'>lifted off the street&lt;br /&gt;sat down on a chair&lt;br /&gt;taken from that place&lt;br /&gt;morphine taste&lt;br /&gt;Cereal and milk&lt;br /&gt;water and pills&lt;br /&gt;ocean carry me&lt;br /&gt;help me to feel free&lt;br /&gt;please&lt;br /&gt;please&lt;br /&gt;ease my mind&lt;br /&gt;let me forget the thing I've left behind&lt;br /&gt;naked in the eyes&lt;br /&gt;can you hear my cries&lt;br /&gt;I think that you do&lt;br /&gt;and who am I to become&lt;br /&gt;where do we belong&lt;br /&gt;stuck on this earth&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I cannot fly&lt;br /&gt;nor can I &lt;br /&gt;ask why&lt;br /&gt;I should not ask why.&lt;br /&gt;I should not ask why.&lt;br /&gt;Lifted from a chair&lt;br /&gt;and thrown into the sea.  Forced to swim.  Swim towards me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-6681543799613193771?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/6681543799613193771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=6681543799613193771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/6681543799613193771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/6681543799613193771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2008/09/journeys-from-long-ago-entry-1.html' title='(journeys from long ago / entry 1)'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-542992261682797664</id><published>2008-07-31T21:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T22:13:55.332-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You lie&lt;br /&gt;July&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-542992261682797664?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/542992261682797664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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is no magic pill.&lt;br /&gt;There is no happiness in material things.&lt;br /&gt;There is no reasoning with you.&lt;br /&gt;There is no going back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When your time is up,&lt;br /&gt;it's up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what you never got around to do,&lt;br /&gt;is something you'll have to live with when your days are through.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-7312224983215811026?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/7312224983215811026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=7312224983215811026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/7312224983215811026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/7312224983215811026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2008/07/there-is-no-magic-pill.html' title=''/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-1444713317886131477</id><published>2008-06-13T11:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T23:04:28.659-05:00</updated><title type='text'>That Shiver Down Your Spine, That Tear In Your Eye, That Genuine Smile</title><content type='html'>If we don’t move&lt;br /&gt;We will die&lt;br /&gt;If there’s no spark&lt;br /&gt;There’s no fire&lt;br /&gt;And if there’s no moon&lt;br /&gt;There’s no rise in the tides&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So spin&lt;br /&gt;Around the sun&lt;br /&gt;Come completely undone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or stay together&lt;br /&gt;Rooted like a tree&lt;br /&gt;But let your branches&lt;br /&gt;Be a place for birds to rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I don’t make a change&lt;br /&gt;Then I’ll always be the same&lt;br /&gt;If a man’s home&lt;br /&gt;Is where he lays his head&lt;br /&gt;Then what’s the reason for a soul to move when he is dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home is a feeling&lt;br /&gt;An emotion&lt;br /&gt;A love&lt;br /&gt;A devotion&lt;br /&gt;Across the shores&lt;br /&gt;Of thousands of uncharted oceans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So spin&lt;br /&gt;Around the sun&lt;br /&gt;Come completely undone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or stay together&lt;br /&gt;Rooted like a tree&lt;br /&gt;But let your branches&lt;br /&gt;Be a place for birds to rest&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-1444713317886131477?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/1444713317886131477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=1444713317886131477&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/1444713317886131477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/1444713317886131477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2008/06/that-shiver-down-your-spin-that-tear-in.html' title='That Shiver Down Your Spine, That Tear In Your Eye, That Genuine Smile'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-4692828790283184826</id><published>2008-06-09T22:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T16:41:53.608-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm a lost vagabond&lt;br /&gt;with hair of fading blonde&lt;br /&gt;and tired blue eyes&lt;br /&gt;it's high time i get wise&lt;br /&gt;I'm a lost vagabond, in my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's the future hold&lt;br /&gt;time, or so I'm told&lt;br /&gt;they call it eternity&lt;br /&gt;but is it waiting for me&lt;br /&gt;I'm a lost soul, falling behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the path&lt;br /&gt;to avoid the wrath &lt;br /&gt;dreams of the young&lt;br /&gt;uttered from infant tongues&lt;br /&gt;wished and made in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a whisper&lt;br /&gt;or a ghost if you prefer&lt;br /&gt;endlessly tangled and caught&lt;br /&gt;in a web of useless thoughts&lt;br /&gt;have I been blind&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-4692828790283184826?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/4692828790283184826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=4692828790283184826&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/4692828790283184826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/4692828790283184826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-lost-vagabond-with-hair-of-fading.html' title=''/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-3429087488946889267</id><published>2008-05-23T14:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T14:53:38.998-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Losing Faith, Gaining Love</title><content type='html'>What’s a man to do when his future’s faded&lt;br /&gt;And all his fortune’s been raided&lt;br /&gt;By time &lt;br /&gt;and those left far behind&lt;br /&gt;I’m not sure what the visions mean&lt;br /&gt;That come to me in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;But I could sit upon this shore&lt;br /&gt;For just a few days more&lt;br /&gt;Yet time, time always calling me&lt;br /&gt;Telling the tale that’s wasting&lt;br /&gt;Like the sand castle by the sea&lt;br /&gt;The sun is setting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say that nothing will last&lt;br /&gt;And a man can be haunted by his past&lt;br /&gt;It’s not a very wide net that I cast&lt;br /&gt;To catch the chances that are going fast&lt;br /&gt;And, yes I’ve had people say to me&lt;br /&gt;You can’t wallow in misery&lt;br /&gt;But the times and society&lt;br /&gt;Have led me to disagree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if no man is an island&lt;br /&gt;Then why are we so alone&lt;br /&gt;We don’t even know our neighbors&lt;br /&gt;Who live right outside our home&lt;br /&gt;And the king stands in his palace&lt;br /&gt;And laughs at us poor souls&lt;br /&gt;But I’ve got more wealth&lt;br /&gt;Than all of his bags of gold&lt;br /&gt;Cause I am loved&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-3429087488946889267?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/3429087488946889267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=3429087488946889267&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/3429087488946889267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/3429087488946889267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2008/05/losing-faith-gaining-love.html' title='Losing Faith, Gaining Love'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-597631479782707569</id><published>2008-05-11T22:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T22:45:13.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday's wish</title><content type='html'>If we've crossed paths, I hope you know how I feel about you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-597631479782707569?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/597631479782707569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=597631479782707569&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/597631479782707569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/597631479782707569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2008/05/sundays-wish.html' title='Sunday&apos;s wish'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-9208565741526259952</id><published>2008-04-28T20:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T21:09:16.308-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oil and water&lt;br /&gt;day and night&lt;br /&gt;colliding &lt;br /&gt;sending me spinning&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-9208565741526259952?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/9208565741526259952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=9208565741526259952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/9208565741526259952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/9208565741526259952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2008/04/oil-and-water-day-and-night-colliding.html' title=''/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-2287607478262512390</id><published>2008-04-04T16:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T16:45:28.639-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In the grass</title><content type='html'>The lies that spill from your mouth&lt;br /&gt;The thought that’s in your thinking&lt;br /&gt;The time and the planning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You move like a snake through the grass&lt;br /&gt;Dripping fangs&lt;br /&gt;and rattle quiet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re ready to strike&lt;br /&gt;At the mouse&lt;br /&gt;At the horse&lt;br /&gt;At the cowboy&lt;br /&gt;At anything&lt;br /&gt;At anytime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you’re out there&lt;br /&gt;Our paths have crossed&lt;br /&gt;And only time&lt;br /&gt;Healed my wounds&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-2287607478262512390?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/2287607478262512390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=2287607478262512390&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/2287607478262512390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/2287607478262512390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2008/04/in-grass.html' title='In the grass'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-501770626319665301</id><published>2008-03-28T23:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T23:55:41.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'>March</title><content type='html'>Chasing dreams is a hard thing to do, but I wouldn't want anyone but me walking in my shoes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-501770626319665301?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/501770626319665301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=501770626319665301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/501770626319665301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/501770626319665301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2008/03/march.html' title='March'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-6991720030892705580</id><published>2008-03-24T23:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T23:21:37.509-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Insane...slowly losing my mind</title><content type='html'>I've come to believe that musicians are crazy...&lt;br /&gt;...mental in the head.&lt;br /&gt;And so I'm willing to jump off the deep end.&lt;br /&gt;Let's go.&lt;br /&gt;Let's see.&lt;br /&gt;Let's discover insanity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-6991720030892705580?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/6991720030892705580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=6991720030892705580&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/6991720030892705580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/6991720030892705580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2008/03/insaneslowly-losing-my-mind.html' title='Insane...slowly losing my mind'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-5534561206660609186</id><published>2008-03-20T00:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T00:06:48.292-05:00</updated><title type='text'>in the distance</title><content type='html'>I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;here I stand, in my grandfather's cornfield&lt;br /&gt;Texas sun surrounded by a barbed-wire fence&lt;br /&gt;but it's acres and acres of endless possibility&lt;br /&gt;because it's all available to me&lt;br /&gt;a lake and a barn&lt;br /&gt;an old steel structure that holds old hardware&lt;br /&gt;a few steps away, a well that's covered with old wooden planks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take a breath&lt;br /&gt;and open my eyes&lt;br /&gt;only to inhale and close them again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years down the line&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing on a balcony&lt;br /&gt;overlooking what's come and gone&lt;br /&gt;so many things that have slipped through my hands&lt;br /&gt;or was it that it was never meant to be&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing in Nashville, Tennessee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, I hear the faint cries of a song &lt;br /&gt;The beat starts in my heart&lt;br /&gt;The strings are somewhere in the distance&lt;br /&gt;The words are at my tongue&lt;br /&gt;The breath to push them out is in my lungs&lt;br /&gt;But today, I’m doubting if I’ll ever hear it played in full&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes the world, my friends, is full&lt;br /&gt;Full of possibilities&lt;br /&gt;So full of possibilities &lt;br /&gt;But also full of things that were never meant to be&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-5534561206660609186?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/5534561206660609186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=5534561206660609186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/5534561206660609186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/5534561206660609186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2008/03/in-distance.html' title='in the distance'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-1577766775027565634</id><published>2008-02-25T23:07:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T23:15:52.609-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lion's Roar</title><content type='html'>A lion's roar&lt;br /&gt;A tale of enemies&lt;br /&gt;All the time on Earth&lt;br /&gt;stretched out before you&lt;br /&gt;like a panoramic movie &lt;br /&gt;and you watch in fast-forward&lt;br /&gt;wave after wave&lt;br /&gt;a bird spreads its wings&lt;br /&gt;like a child's smile spreads from cheek to cheek&lt;br /&gt;and in the moment it was a natural act&lt;br /&gt;and in the moment it was a fatal act&lt;br /&gt;and in the moment it was done out of love&lt;br /&gt;and in the moment it was done out of hate&lt;br /&gt;and in the moment it wasn't what you wanted it to be&lt;br /&gt;and in the moment it was just fruit taken from a tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And his eyes were wide open&lt;br /&gt;and her eyes needed shade from the sun&lt;br /&gt;and the light of God, stretched out over the land&lt;br /&gt;like a lion's roar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-1577766775027565634?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/1577766775027565634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=1577766775027565634&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/1577766775027565634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/1577766775027565634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2008/02/in-moment.html' title='The Lion&apos;s Roar'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-982534141631874082</id><published>2008-02-02T22:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T23:01:28.717-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Weary soldier</title><content type='html'>Take the vile&lt;br /&gt;drink what it contains&lt;br /&gt;a pin drop&lt;br /&gt;heard across a room&lt;br /&gt;the light heading this way could be a train&lt;br /&gt;should I move?&lt;br /&gt;should I stay?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-982534141631874082?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/982534141631874082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=982534141631874082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/982534141631874082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/982534141631874082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2008/02/weary-soldier.html' title='Weary soldier'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-3124876046292871560</id><published>2008-01-02T16:37:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T16:37:39.630-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Nowhere Fast</title><content type='html'>I have a smile that could kill from a thousand paces&lt;br /&gt;But I don’t take it out these days to any places&lt;br /&gt;It’s drowning away&lt;br /&gt;Inside a sea of grey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want to go through the motions&lt;br /&gt;I’d rather rise and fall in a thousand oceans&lt;br /&gt;Golden sunsets&lt;br /&gt;With no regrets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I’m living my days trapped against the turning of the world&lt;br /&gt;Stuck in a chair&lt;br /&gt;Going nowhere&lt;br /&gt;But down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish an army would save me&lt;br /&gt;Lift me from the depths back to sanity&lt;br /&gt;I’ve taken far too many doses of reality&lt;br /&gt;Now give me fantasy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fantasy &lt;br /&gt;Baby&lt;br /&gt;I could run&lt;br /&gt;Fantasy &lt;br /&gt;Baby&lt;br /&gt;I could come undone&lt;br /&gt;Fantasy &lt;br /&gt;Baby&lt;br /&gt;Dream how I want to live&lt;br /&gt;Live how I want to dream&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-3124876046292871560?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/3124876046292871560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=3124876046292871560&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/3124876046292871560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/3124876046292871560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2008/01/going-nowhere-fast.html' title='Going Nowhere Fast'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-2130799010431417981</id><published>2007-12-27T20:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T21:04:59.748-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter's fire</title><content type='html'>needle to the record&lt;br /&gt;cracking&lt;br /&gt;popping&lt;br /&gt;the beat of the drum&lt;br /&gt;sticks on cymbals, steady clicks&lt;br /&gt;winter in my breathing&lt;br /&gt;in and out&lt;br /&gt;until it fades for a moment&lt;br /&gt;wanting to do something dangerous&lt;br /&gt;hazardous to my health&lt;br /&gt;take that chance&lt;br /&gt;winter coat&lt;br /&gt;winter coat&lt;br /&gt;the one with the pocket &lt;br /&gt;that's held a memento of the past for years&lt;br /&gt;look at it, return it&lt;br /&gt;the sound of the acoustic guitar&lt;br /&gt;as if God Himself is speaking to me&lt;br /&gt;funny&lt;br /&gt;I never learned to play&lt;br /&gt;and another year is about to go away&lt;br /&gt;I need a thousand voices&lt;br /&gt;a few kindred souls&lt;br /&gt;light the fire&lt;br /&gt;to survive the winter&lt;br /&gt;to survive this life&lt;br /&gt;winter coat&lt;br /&gt;something to behold&lt;br /&gt;keeping me warm through these years&lt;br /&gt;the stories I could tell&lt;br /&gt;sitting by that fire&lt;br /&gt;wherever that fire burns&lt;br /&gt;cracking &lt;br /&gt;popping&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-2130799010431417981?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/2130799010431417981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=2130799010431417981&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/2130799010431417981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/2130799010431417981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2007/12/winters-fire.html' title='Winter&apos;s fire'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-3322604416556650758</id><published>2007-11-15T14:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T14:43:29.380-06:00</updated><title type='text'>11/15/07 The Menil's yard and Cali's Sub</title><content type='html'>A restaurant I’ve never been to before&lt;br /&gt;Take-out&lt;br /&gt;To the park&lt;br /&gt;Sunshine casting shadows from the trees&lt;br /&gt;Green, green grass&lt;br /&gt;And falling leaves&lt;br /&gt;A sandwich&lt;br /&gt;Time to let my legs stretch&lt;br /&gt;Birds and breezes&lt;br /&gt;A decade removed&lt;br /&gt;Sunglasses&lt;br /&gt;shade my eyes with my hand to make the figures more visible&lt;br /&gt;a gallery of this day&lt;br /&gt;hanging in my mind for me to see&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-3322604416556650758?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/3322604416556650758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=3322604416556650758&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/3322604416556650758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/3322604416556650758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2007/11/111507-menils-yard-and-calis-sub.html' title='11/15/07 The Menil&apos;s yard and Cali&apos;s Sub'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-5784190798853301378</id><published>2007-11-06T13:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T13:27:33.041-06:00</updated><title type='text'>a month of tuesdays</title><content type='html'>Water stored, comes pouring down&lt;br /&gt;Black ash rises from the ground&lt;br /&gt;A busted dream&lt;br /&gt;A broken being&lt;br /&gt;In the silence&lt;br /&gt;Nothing&lt;br /&gt;Everything&lt;br /&gt;Explaining it all&lt;br /&gt;That from which we came&lt;br /&gt;Returning to one day&lt;br /&gt;The same&lt;br /&gt;But changed&lt;br /&gt;The same&lt;br /&gt;But changed&lt;br /&gt;No one knows my name&lt;br /&gt;The Devil’s dream&lt;br /&gt;God’s scene&lt;br /&gt;Kings and queens&lt;br /&gt;What does it mean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-5784190798853301378?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/5784190798853301378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=5784190798853301378&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/5784190798853301378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/5784190798853301378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2007/11/month-of-tuesdays.html' title='a month of tuesdays'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-5424220734425028888</id><published>2007-10-12T23:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T23:46:06.719-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ink</title><content type='html'>I’m spiting dust&lt;br /&gt;A folding sun&lt;br /&gt;Snake skin&lt;br /&gt;Cracked chin&lt;br /&gt;Broken hand&lt;br /&gt;A soul to mend&lt;br /&gt;Wealth is burned&lt;br /&gt;Time is turned&lt;br /&gt;Bullets and calibers&lt;br /&gt;Summers and winters&lt;br /&gt;Freedom, lonesome, busted thumb&lt;br /&gt;Roadside disaster&lt;br /&gt;Searching for an answer&lt;br /&gt;Burn the fuel&lt;br /&gt;What’s left in the tank&lt;br /&gt;Time to think&lt;br /&gt;Take a drink&lt;br /&gt;Write the ink&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-5424220734425028888?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/5424220734425028888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=5424220734425028888&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/5424220734425028888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/5424220734425028888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2007/10/ink.html' title='ink'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-5089406380436353451</id><published>2007-10-12T23:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T23:25:10.662-05:00</updated><title type='text'>so...so...so...slow burn</title><content type='html'>you almost crashed into me&lt;br /&gt;were you lost in an MP3?&lt;br /&gt;It happened on the freeway...&lt;br /&gt;...I guess your free to kill, and to be killed.&lt;br /&gt;A cracked computer screen...&lt;br /&gt;...the same one I want to put my fist through.&lt;br /&gt;Devils and angels.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have many friends.&lt;br /&gt;But Myspace says I have a ton.&lt;br /&gt;Friends are just hard to come by these days.&lt;br /&gt;But that's okay...because they don't come along everyday.&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of sports.  Juiced up thieves waiting for a release.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even have time to sit in the sun...&lt;br /&gt;...too chained to the cubicle near the window.&lt;br /&gt;So...so...so...so...&lt;br /&gt;...slow burn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-5089406380436353451?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/5089406380436353451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=5089406380436353451&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/5089406380436353451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/5089406380436353451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2007/10/sosososlow-burn.html' title='so...so...so...slow burn'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-4658660998802896119</id><published>2007-10-06T23:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T23:58:48.041-05:00</updated><title type='text'>take</title><content type='html'>take your money and give yourself a hand&lt;br /&gt;I'll take the microphone and sing with the band&lt;br /&gt;you forget I won't regret&lt;br /&gt;the way that time was spent&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-4658660998802896119?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/4658660998802896119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=4658660998802896119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/4658660998802896119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/4658660998802896119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2007/10/take.html' title='take'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-551622229275616735</id><published>2007-09-27T23:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T23:10:31.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'>begin</title><content type='html'>I do believe that’s what it was&lt;br /&gt;It was what it was&lt;br /&gt;A perfect moment&lt;br /&gt;without judgment&lt;br /&gt;I could see in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;The consciousness of lies&lt;br /&gt;And the imperfections&lt;br /&gt;That could send out countless reflections&lt;br /&gt;To the eyes&lt;br /&gt;To the mind&lt;br /&gt;Where am I to ever find&lt;br /&gt;A rodeo&lt;br /&gt;A perfect glow&lt;br /&gt;The one I know I don’t know&lt;br /&gt;There she was&lt;br /&gt;There she is &lt;br /&gt;Falling in a relative kiss&lt;br /&gt;She doesn’t know&lt;br /&gt;Doesn’t mind&lt;br /&gt;That I’ll never feel fine&lt;br /&gt;In my mind&lt;br /&gt;In my mind&lt;br /&gt;I see kites flying side by side&lt;br /&gt;In my mind&lt;br /&gt;In my mind I see boats cutting tides&lt;br /&gt;I see you &lt;br /&gt;I see them&lt;br /&gt;I see a world where I begin&lt;br /&gt;To remember&lt;br /&gt;The winter&lt;br /&gt;The days of simple breeze&lt;br /&gt;I feel warm&lt;br /&gt;I feel alive&lt;br /&gt;I feel lost inside this night&lt;br /&gt;I feel cold&lt;br /&gt;I feel worn&lt;br /&gt;I feel a remorse for things adorned&lt;br /&gt;I could pass through this night&lt;br /&gt;But what becomes of first light?&lt;br /&gt;Was it you&lt;br /&gt;Was it me&lt;br /&gt;That formed that memory&lt;br /&gt;In the night&lt;br /&gt;By the trains&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to but I refrained&lt;br /&gt;And it’s intent&lt;br /&gt;In fact&lt;br /&gt;It’s all that remains&lt;br /&gt;I never knew I’d be there&lt;br /&gt;Never know how much you cared&lt;br /&gt;Because we parted ways&lt;br /&gt;Burning fire lanes&lt;br /&gt;I see you&lt;br /&gt;You see me&lt;br /&gt;We’ve become things that will never be&lt;br /&gt;I see light&lt;br /&gt;I see day&lt;br /&gt;I felt you walk away&lt;br /&gt;I know &lt;br /&gt;I could go&lt;br /&gt;But I’d rather stay&lt;br /&gt;Wait, not for not&lt;br /&gt;I believe in brighter days&lt;br /&gt;Wait, not for not&lt;br /&gt;I believe in brighter days&lt;br /&gt;So spin&lt;br /&gt;Spin, spin, spin, spin, spin&lt;br /&gt;This feeling never ends&lt;br /&gt;When I begin&lt;br /&gt;Spin spin spin&lt;br /&gt;This feeling never ends when I begin&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;When &lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;Begin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-551622229275616735?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/551622229275616735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=551622229275616735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/551622229275616735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/551622229275616735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2007/09/begin.html' title='begin'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-9120841500698384202</id><published>2007-09-27T22:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T22:33:49.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A descent in order to rise</title><content type='html'>A root&lt;br /&gt;Takes hold and won’t let go&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for water&lt;br /&gt;Struggling for life&lt;br /&gt;There is an unending need, deep&lt;br /&gt;Deep and so dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buried below &lt;br /&gt;Green above the surface&lt;br /&gt;Fading to brown&lt;br /&gt;But still holding on&lt;br /&gt;waiting for the sun&lt;br /&gt;waiting for growth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-9120841500698384202?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/9120841500698384202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=9120841500698384202&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/9120841500698384202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/9120841500698384202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2007/09/descent-in-order-to-rise.html' title='A descent in order to rise'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-98931130985857215</id><published>2007-09-19T20:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T20:54:35.190-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ghost Town</title><content type='html'>Traveling down a street I have not been down in years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-98931130985857215?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/98931130985857215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=98931130985857215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/98931130985857215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/98931130985857215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2007/09/ghost-town.html' title='Ghost Town'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-3434921007471947083</id><published>2007-09-12T22:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T22:29:48.407-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where we go?</title><content type='html'>fire breathing dragon emerging from the ground&lt;br /&gt;wind blowing &lt;br /&gt;rain falling&lt;br /&gt;falling to the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dancing people round and round&lt;br /&gt;circles, turning&lt;br /&gt;music playing&lt;br /&gt;continuous noises, sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is great&lt;br /&gt;God is good&lt;br /&gt;let us thank him for this food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spinning, spinning&lt;br /&gt;out of control&lt;br /&gt;never knowing&lt;br /&gt;where we go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake from sleep&lt;br /&gt;tired and aching&lt;br /&gt;must keep moving &lt;br /&gt;daylight's breaking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Into the city&lt;br /&gt;into the fray&lt;br /&gt;disappearing&lt;br /&gt;a little more each day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-3434921007471947083?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/3434921007471947083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=3434921007471947083&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/3434921007471947083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/3434921007471947083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2007/09/where-we-go.html' title='Where we go?'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-4572136462805306429</id><published>2007-09-06T22:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T22:59:05.554-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sense?</title><content type='html'>A cold chill in the air tonight.&lt;br /&gt;But still, it causes me to pause.&lt;br /&gt;Like an amplifier and a microphone&lt;br /&gt;and the odd buzzing noise that they both emit&lt;br /&gt;and the pulse quickens&lt;br /&gt;thoughts race&lt;br /&gt;and you hope you remember your lines&lt;br /&gt;not like you haven't sung them a thousand times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the trees&lt;br /&gt;the past&lt;br /&gt;in the air&lt;br /&gt;uncertainty&lt;br /&gt;always, uncertainty&lt;br /&gt;but trying to change it is like holding a burning match&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, I'm left with everything&lt;br /&gt;So much to be thankful for&lt;br /&gt;and a fire-ant's sting&lt;br /&gt;is repeated&lt;br /&gt;like 10 years of thoughts running through your mind at once.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-4572136462805306429?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/4572136462805306429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=4572136462805306429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/4572136462805306429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-6476500431604490136</id><published>2007-08-09T11:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T11:24:56.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'>28</title><content type='html'>28&lt;br /&gt;I love the mix of sound and words.&lt;br /&gt;Played and sung.&lt;br /&gt;When you first hear a song, it’s all so new.&lt;br /&gt;And magical, like a first—hello, kiss, and laugh at a joke told.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t mind growing old.&lt;br /&gt;Like vinyl, modern to vintage.&lt;br /&gt;With every year, God still wants me here.&lt;br /&gt;For this I’ll be thankful.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been promising new songs for a while now.&lt;br /&gt;I have the words but no music.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that will change this year.&lt;br /&gt;That’s my wish.&lt;br /&gt;28&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-6476500431604490136?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/6476500431604490136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=6476500431604490136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/6476500431604490136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/6476500431604490136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2007/08/28.html' title='28'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-1823024322132817951</id><published>2007-08-08T21:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T21:56:43.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'>27, and unfinished thoughts</title><content type='html'>I don't want to go to sleep yet.&lt;br /&gt;I want to hold a match until it becomes impossible because of the heat.&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll need to blow it out, or just drop it and wonder if I could have held it longer.&lt;br /&gt;Could I?&lt;br /&gt;Yes?&lt;br /&gt;No?&lt;br /&gt;Then I remember the look in the man's face today.&lt;br /&gt;The look in the woman's face the day before that.&lt;br /&gt;They were bored.&lt;br /&gt;They were tired of our conversation.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I want to grab people by the shoulder and shake them until I can get through to them that today could be their last.&lt;br /&gt;To smile more, or to cry.&lt;br /&gt;Shit, just do something.&lt;br /&gt;And then, yes, after all this...I think, what does it matter?&lt;br /&gt;If they don't care then why should I?&lt;br /&gt;Should I?&lt;br /&gt;Yes?&lt;br /&gt;No?&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how fast the years are going by.&lt;br /&gt;My friend asked the other day if I ever battled with depression.&lt;br /&gt;Don't we all?&lt;br /&gt;Yes?&lt;br /&gt;No?&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's just more obvious with me because I leave it out here for everyone to read.&lt;br /&gt;I work it, carve it down in words here...yet, I do that so that I can leave it behind.&lt;br /&gt;Like the old Candlebox song, far behind.&lt;br /&gt;I like to leave some emotions here, and leave them in my past so I don't have to carry them on this journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to answer a question, yes...I am happy.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am sad.&lt;br /&gt;But isn't that life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27 turns to 28.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/1044731364725511027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/1044731364725511027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2007/07/view-from-window.html' title='view from a window'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-7860621022131144998</id><published>2007-06-28T14:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T14:56:14.588-05:00</updated><title type='text'>6/28</title><content type='html'>two life changing events&lt;br /&gt;one year apart&lt;br /&gt;you&lt;br /&gt;me&lt;br /&gt;one for eternity&lt;br /&gt;outside the roses grow wild and free&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-7860621022131144998?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/7860621022131144998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=7860621022131144998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/7860621022131144998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/7860621022131144998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2007/06/628.html' title='6/28'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-4673494914802991743</id><published>2007-06-21T21:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T21:18:31.944-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to feel, maybe you lost it &lt;br /&gt;and you wrote that song&lt;br /&gt;to feel, maybe your heart got broken&lt;br /&gt;and you wrote that song&lt;br /&gt;to feel, maybe you felt all alone&lt;br /&gt;and you wrote that song&lt;br /&gt;to feel, maybe you just wanted to sing&lt;br /&gt;and you wrote that song&lt;br /&gt;to feel, maybe you felt the rain on your face&lt;br /&gt;and you wrote that song&lt;br /&gt;to feel, maybe you had the greatest day&lt;br /&gt;and you wrote that song&lt;br /&gt;to feel&lt;br /&gt;I've felt your song&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-4673494914802991743?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/4673494914802991743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=4673494914802991743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/4673494914802991743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/4673494914802991743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2007/06/to-feel-maybe-you-lost-it-and-you-wrote.html' title=''/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-2827090794879967767</id><published>2007-06-17T01:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T02:05:09.955-05:00</updated><title type='text'>to sleep</title><content type='html'>close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;a mirror-ball in a movie theatre&lt;br /&gt;the projector shining&lt;br /&gt;and the mirrors reflect the frames&lt;br /&gt;scattering them into the corners of the room&lt;br /&gt;the ceiling&lt;br /&gt;the floor&lt;br /&gt;my face&lt;br /&gt;her face&lt;br /&gt;into the darkness&lt;br /&gt;turning to light&lt;br /&gt;shadows hiding no more&lt;br /&gt;lighting the way&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-2827090794879967767?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/2827090794879967767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=2827090794879967767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/2827090794879967767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/2827090794879967767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2007/06/to-sleep.html' title='to sleep'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-2787515269466040469</id><published>2007-06-14T23:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T13:35:42.026-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Round?</title><content type='html'>Another Round?&lt;br /&gt;It's 11:59&lt;br /&gt;I could step out the door and leave today behind&lt;br /&gt;but all of these things would follow me in my mind&lt;br /&gt;there is no safe, no chest I could keep them in&lt;br /&gt;no prison to trap them&lt;br /&gt;yes another round&lt;br /&gt;and today becomes yesterday's tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;as the clock hits the 12 o'clock hour&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-2787515269466040469?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/2787515269466040469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=2787515269466040469&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/2787515269466040469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/2787515269466040469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2007/06/another-round.html' title='Another Round?'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-4650851038658923596</id><published>2007-06-13T23:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T23:17:53.924-05:00</updated><title type='text'>boy</title><content type='html'>Keon, Lani, Lei, Leo, Li, Liam, Lio, Liu, Logan, Lobo, Luc, Luke, Ky, Khye, Afton, Ahanu, Asa, August, Avery, Cadro, Cannon, Chanse, Channing, Chant, Chase, Cike, Kian, Kiran, Colin, Keyan, Dante, Arell, Dia, Edan, Evan, Gavin, Haden, Izzy, Kadin, Zac, Keaton, Keller, Drake, Lee, Shiloh, Miller, Noah, Owen, Samuel, Sean, Seth, Soren, Wyatt, Keyin, Mikah, Micah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-4650851038658923596?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/4650851038658923596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=4650851038658923596&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/4650851038658923596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/4650851038658923596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2007/06/boy.html' title='boy'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-5801716553410792183</id><published>2007-06-13T23:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T23:14:36.973-05:00</updated><title type='text'>girl</title><content type='html'>Afton, Lorina, Abby, Erin, Alana, Amelia, Amy, Ani, Anica, Anjelica, Anna, Asa, Augustine, Kaelyn, Karina, Carina, Claire, Clara, Danna, Dawn, Jewel, Elisa, Emerald, Frida, Gaby, Joan, Gloria, Hazel, Jada, Joni, Josephine, Kylee, Lani, Leilani, Luna, Maryann, Meg, Monet, Maria, Oneida, Penelope, Reanna, Sabrina, Sade, Samantha, Charlie, Sharlee, Seda, Serena, Sheila, Shauna, Shiloh, Shilo, Sidney, Tatum, Taylor, Thea, Trinity, Vail, Valerie, Vanessa, Vivian, Zada, Zeta, Zetta, Zoe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-5801716553410792183?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/5801716553410792183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=5801716553410792183&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/5801716553410792183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/5801716553410792183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2007/06/girl.html' title='girl'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-4730743974047733619</id><published>2007-06-11T16:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T16:50:06.841-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the depths</title><content type='html'>I sink my eyes into the ocean&lt;br /&gt;and in front of me&lt;br /&gt;are millions of tiny fish&lt;br /&gt;Swimming, waiting, wading&lt;br /&gt;There are bigger fish in this ocean&lt;br /&gt;Swimming, waiting, hungry&lt;br /&gt;And like the hairs on my head&lt;br /&gt;God knows of each ones’ existence&lt;br /&gt;But is there a pre-determined destiny for each fish?&lt;br /&gt;Or are we all just swimming, waiting, breathing?&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of things I still don’t understand.&lt;br /&gt;I’m only a man.&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of things I still don’t understand.&lt;br /&gt;I’m only a man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-4730743974047733619?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/4730743974047733619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=4730743974047733619&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/4730743974047733619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/4730743974047733619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2007/06/depths.html' title='the depths'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-4717176101522970537</id><published>2007-05-30T17:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T17:26:02.498-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When will afternoon become evening?</title><content type='html'>The blanket covers me&lt;br /&gt;til I'm drowning in fabric&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand it&lt;br /&gt;it hurts, it hurts&lt;br /&gt;yet I'm freezing&lt;br /&gt;it's so cold I need it, I need it&lt;br /&gt;I could do without the drowning&lt;br /&gt;it's like the one lover who&lt;br /&gt;didn't love you back&lt;br /&gt;it's a train that's jumped its track&lt;br /&gt;just to crack your back&lt;br /&gt;when you went for a walk&lt;br /&gt;and now your body is surrounded by white-chalk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-4717176101522970537?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/4717176101522970537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=4717176101522970537&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/4717176101522970537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/4717176101522970537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2007/05/may-30th-when-will-afternoon-become.html' title='When will afternoon become evening?'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-4123001822515544984</id><published>2007-05-08T16:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T16:59:53.289-05:00</updated><title type='text'>solo</title><content type='html'>When I crossover it's just me, right?&lt;br /&gt;It's just me on that journey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is just me on that journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the question?&lt;br /&gt;The question is, who will meet me on the other side?&lt;br /&gt;I've thought, I've tried, but they don't come to mind.&lt;br /&gt;If you see this as desperation, well then I guess it's desperation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to be me in this world.&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to be me in this world.&lt;br /&gt;Shut it all down and spin...yeah, go for a whirl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is just me on that journey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-4123001822515544984?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/4123001822515544984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=4123001822515544984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/4123001822515544984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/4123001822515544984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2007/05/solo.html' title='solo'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-5775735791059674640</id><published>2007-05-05T17:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T17:35:34.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everything&lt;br /&gt;That&lt;br /&gt;Everyone&lt;br /&gt;Remembers&lt;br /&gt;Now &lt;br /&gt;Increased&lt;br /&gt;Ten-million&lt;br /&gt;Years&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-5775735791059674640?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/5775735791059674640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=5775735791059674640&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/5775735791059674640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/5775735791059674640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2007/05/everything-that-everyone-remembers-now.html' title=''/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-3980483804807138126</id><published>2007-05-05T17:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T17:11:31.587-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alguna vez despues,&lt;br /&gt;Alguna vez antes,&lt;br /&gt;En alguna parte de en medio,&lt;br /&gt;Nos fuimos seperando poco a poco&lt;br /&gt;Y se que no puedo regresar&lt;br /&gt;        a ella de nuevo,&lt;br /&gt;No hasta que mi corazon&lt;br /&gt;        piense que puedo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-3980483804807138126?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/3980483804807138126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=3980483804807138126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/3980483804807138126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/3980483804807138126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2007/05/alguna-vez-despues-alguna-vez-antes-en.html' title=''/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-1498949566524471190</id><published>2007-05-04T00:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T00:51:51.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who are you?</title><content type='html'>If you are out there, sign your name.&lt;br /&gt;If you're shy, let me start...Joam...or is it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-1498949566524471190?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/1498949566524471190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=1498949566524471190&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/1498949566524471190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/1498949566524471190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2007/05/who-are-you.html' title='Who are you?'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-4913016357075761970</id><published>2007-05-04T00:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T00:49:21.821-05:00</updated><title type='text'>quicksand</title><content type='html'>I went looking for you&lt;br /&gt;you weren't looking for me&lt;br /&gt;did our paths ever cross&lt;br /&gt;or was the cause always lost?&lt;br /&gt;Where tears sank into the Earth&lt;br /&gt;and emotions were stuck like large stones&lt;br /&gt;my emotions had lost all their worth&lt;br /&gt;and my body was a pile of bones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-4913016357075761970?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/4913016357075761970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=4913016357075761970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/4913016357075761970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/4913016357075761970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2007/05/quicksand.html' title='quicksand'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-9158582673910049776</id><published>2007-04-30T20:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T20:40:22.718-05:00</updated><title type='text'>echo (sing it back)</title><content type='html'>the dawn has come and gone&lt;br /&gt;and I lay in the field&lt;br /&gt;with an evening sky&lt;br /&gt;the jokes you told&lt;br /&gt;the ideas my mind holds&lt;br /&gt;the shy and the bold&lt;br /&gt;like an echo&lt;br /&gt;sing it back&lt;br /&gt;like an echo&lt;br /&gt;sing it back&lt;br /&gt;like an echo&lt;br /&gt;how far will you go&lt;br /&gt;where no one can follow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-9158582673910049776?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/9158582673910049776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=9158582673910049776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/9158582673910049776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/9158582673910049776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2007/04/echo-sing-it-back.html' title='echo (sing it back)'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-3518758662735297274</id><published>2007-04-27T23:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T23:22:43.575-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pierced</title><content type='html'>On the hill I stand.&lt;br /&gt;I stand tall.&lt;br /&gt;Trees around me lose their leaves.&lt;br /&gt;Sunrays cut through the darkness in-between the hills.&lt;br /&gt;The light surrounds me, engulfs me; takes me higher.&lt;br /&gt;Leaves are rolling down the hill.&lt;br /&gt;I am flying with the light.&lt;br /&gt;Traveling through the trees, around the leaves.&lt;br /&gt;When God wants me to stop He'll let the sun go down in-between the hills.&lt;br /&gt;I'll never return to the places I knew, and when the sun sets on a different day I will have many new visitors to my home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-3518758662735297274?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/3518758662735297274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=3518758662735297274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/3518758662735297274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/3518758662735297274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2007/04/pierced.html' title='Pierced'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-1111295802321118016</id><published>2007-04-27T23:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T23:08:26.396-05:00</updated><title type='text'>creation</title><content type='html'>An angel stands in the crystal rain&lt;br /&gt;the sky turns pink, then blue, now white&lt;br /&gt;the ocean turns around and rolls into sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun becomes a small white pearl&lt;br /&gt;the ocean rises up to catch it in its fall&lt;br /&gt;the earth grows and the universe gets so small&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clouds move and form into one&lt;br /&gt;lightning strikes and the earth's soul pierces the sky&lt;br /&gt;the stars shoot down, it's their time to die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep well in the arms of the ocean&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight sweet ones&lt;br /&gt;don't worry because right behind you&lt;br /&gt;are your daughters and your sons.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-1111295802321118016?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/1111295802321118016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=1111295802321118016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/1111295802321118016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/1111295802321118016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2007/04/creation.html' title='creation'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-2132494989734364113</id><published>2007-04-27T23:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T23:03:10.350-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shoot a bullet in the sky&lt;br /&gt;and claim the wound for me&lt;br /&gt;follow the stars as they fall like rain&lt;br /&gt;and be happy you set them free&lt;br /&gt;rocking chair on the front porch and baby's robe in blue&lt;br /&gt;Open your heart to me and I will &lt;br /&gt;open mine to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-2132494989734364113?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/2132494989734364113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=2132494989734364113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/2132494989734364113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/2132494989734364113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2007/04/shoot-bullet-in-sky-and-claim-wound-for.html' title=''/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-8963439733460189829</id><published>2007-04-24T13:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T13:24:56.928-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stand Your Ground</title><content type='html'>If you’re a fighter son&lt;br /&gt;Then swing&lt;br /&gt;And don’t take lightly&lt;br /&gt;The way they invade your space&lt;br /&gt;Life is sweat and blood&lt;br /&gt;And dreams and love&lt;br /&gt;It’s midnight&lt;br /&gt;And the sun in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;It’s brutal honesty&lt;br /&gt;And terrible lies&lt;br /&gt;It’s heaven &lt;br /&gt;and hell&lt;br /&gt;if you’re a fighter&lt;br /&gt;then breathe&lt;br /&gt;and swing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-8963439733460189829?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/8963439733460189829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=8963439733460189829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/8963439733460189829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/8963439733460189829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2007/04/stand-your-ground.html' title='Stand Your Ground'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-8617334335940910180</id><published>2007-04-22T14:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T16:30:10.887-05:00</updated><title type='text'>before the after</title><content type='html'>Your pupil goes from large to small&lt;br /&gt;You’re climbing too fast, prepare for a fall&lt;br /&gt;In the end you’re right back where you began&lt;br /&gt;Wondering over and over and over again&lt;br /&gt;If doing something before the after has changed things at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not bring me flowers at my death&lt;br /&gt;Bring them to me while I still have breath&lt;br /&gt;Tell me everything you have wanted to say&lt;br /&gt;Before they lay my body down in my grave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never can see the true ending until the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When dust kicks up over the dawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I walked in the past while I was  standing in the present and looking to the future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What shall become of us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam and Eve probably would not believe what we have done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s call this one a night&lt;br /&gt;We’ll stumble back home and hope to feel alright&lt;br /&gt;And with the morning light in plain sight&lt;br /&gt;I know I’d feel better with you by my side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the after&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know not what is to come&lt;br /&gt;Count your blessings one by one&lt;br /&gt;Don’t make a mockery of things you’ve never seen&lt;br /&gt;Wishing for a life that came to me in a dream&lt;br /&gt;This day will repeat tomorrow and everyday following&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could say I’m sorry for all the things I’ve done to you,&lt;br /&gt;But all of those apologies would never relieve the pain you’re going through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a little , a little more&lt;br /&gt;My feet are not ready for the floor &lt;br /&gt;Be&lt;br /&gt;I can be&lt;br /&gt;Before&lt;br /&gt;Before the after&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you hear the sound through the walls?&lt;br /&gt;A wave that lifts up will surely fall&lt;br /&gt;Or will it roll on and on&lt;br /&gt;Until we are forever gone &lt;br /&gt;No one will know your name&lt;br /&gt;Damn, what a shame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kid kicked a hole in a star&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-8617334335940910180?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/8617334335940910180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=8617334335940910180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/8617334335940910180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/8617334335940910180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2007/04/before-before-before-after.html' title='before the after'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-4254349160097514598</id><published>2007-04-22T14:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T14:12:16.697-05:00</updated><title type='text'>neighborhood</title><content type='html'>I'm back in the neighborhood again&lt;br /&gt;and I'm feeling like a stranger in my own skin&lt;br /&gt;and there are things that have changed&lt;br /&gt;and things that have not&lt;br /&gt;and there are things I remember&lt;br /&gt;and things that I've forgot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-4254349160097514598?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/4254349160097514598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=4254349160097514598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/4254349160097514598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/4254349160097514598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2007/04/neighborhood.html' title='neighborhood'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-2034294250095232139</id><published>2007-04-16T15:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T15:53:19.142-05:00</updated><title type='text'>carrying the wounded</title><content type='html'>I've been sitting with the ghosts of my past&lt;br /&gt;and they all laugh&lt;br /&gt;carrying daggers&lt;br /&gt;hands covering bleeding hearts&lt;br /&gt;only a few smile&lt;br /&gt;but only because I've gone miles and miles&lt;br /&gt;and haven't found the path...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...but I know I'm on the right track.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-2034294250095232139?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/2034294250095232139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=2034294250095232139&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/2034294250095232139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/2034294250095232139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2007/04/carrying-wounded.html' title='carrying the wounded'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-5664342687984547387</id><published>2007-04-16T12:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T12:44:52.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nashville (revisited, if only in my mind)</title><content type='html'>pulled into town with what I had packed&lt;br /&gt;leaving Texas almost a thousand miles back&lt;br /&gt;A sunny day, with the rocks by the road&lt;br /&gt;nothing on my mind&lt;br /&gt;except getting to Nashville &lt;br /&gt;I-65&lt;br /&gt;country music&lt;br /&gt;music&lt;br /&gt;all the people&lt;br /&gt;all the bars&lt;br /&gt;I'm in and out as fast as the drinks can flow&lt;br /&gt;music always around, following me like a shadow&lt;br /&gt;and all the regrets and dreams mix together&lt;br /&gt;it's a constant flux of sunny and rainy weather&lt;br /&gt;From the elders going to church&lt;br /&gt;to the dreamers in the coffee shops&lt;br /&gt;to the singers in the bars&lt;br /&gt;to the stay at homes eating lunch and driving fancy cars&lt;br /&gt;for me, Johnny Cash died on the radio&lt;br /&gt;following a love he'd come to know&lt;br /&gt;a few years later his home would burn down&lt;br /&gt;burn down all the way to the ground&lt;br /&gt;Friends with their perfect smiles&lt;br /&gt;parking cars at Dunn's house&lt;br /&gt;a wedding night drive down Hillsboro Road&lt;br /&gt;singing songs as we go&lt;br /&gt;the loop&lt;br /&gt;Lightning on my stereo&lt;br /&gt;looking for somewhere to belong&lt;br /&gt;the Mercy Lounge&lt;br /&gt;looking at the Nashville skyline&lt;br /&gt;all lit up at night&lt;br /&gt;a sense that it might be alright&lt;br /&gt;in that moment&lt;br /&gt;I was glad to be there&lt;br /&gt;because once the moment passed&lt;br /&gt;I knew it would no longer be there&lt;br /&gt;music, music everywhere&lt;br /&gt;music, music everywhere&lt;br /&gt;The Ryman&lt;br /&gt;a temple for the lyricist&lt;br /&gt;a temple for the player&lt;br /&gt;a temple for the singer&lt;br /&gt;Nashville&lt;br /&gt;I wish, I would, I will&lt;br /&gt;Nashville&lt;br /&gt;A look from the rooftops&lt;br /&gt;No one notices, not even the cops&lt;br /&gt;Old country roads&lt;br /&gt;Old farm homes&lt;br /&gt;Turning them to mansions and land&lt;br /&gt;For the progress of mankind&lt;br /&gt;Sing&lt;br /&gt;Sing a song&lt;br /&gt;When the day is done&lt;br /&gt;It will be all I’ll have to hold on to&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-5664342687984547387?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/5664342687984547387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=5664342687984547387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/5664342687984547387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/5664342687984547387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2007/04/nashville.html' title='Nashville (revisited, if only in my mind)'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-6429111099324122224</id><published>2007-04-13T15:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T15:34:39.951-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One Point in Time</title><content type='html'>Points in time&lt;br /&gt;Connected like separate stars&lt;br /&gt;When put together; shed light on life&lt;br /&gt;A star dies&lt;br /&gt;And through space and time&lt;br /&gt;Its light flies&lt;br /&gt;To shine down on those in a future tense&lt;br /&gt;Thousands of years burnt out&lt;br /&gt;Made for those who wish without doubt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Son dies&lt;br /&gt;And through space and time&lt;br /&gt;His light shines&lt;br /&gt;An example for those in a future tense&lt;br /&gt;Thousands of years removed&lt;br /&gt;Made for those who believe without proof&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shine down&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-6429111099324122224?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/6429111099324122224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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blue</title><content type='html'>I wore the raindrops like a crown&lt;br /&gt;my head held high &lt;br /&gt;water following the path &lt;br /&gt;from my hair&lt;br /&gt;down my cheek&lt;br /&gt;with my feet&lt;br /&gt;shuffling through the puddles in the street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thunder and lightning outside&lt;br /&gt;but quiet and calm inside&lt;br /&gt;inside the deepest part of me&lt;br /&gt;near the heart, where I feel the beats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An awkward solitude &lt;br /&gt;in a constantly audible world&lt;br /&gt;her sulky lip&lt;br /&gt;I love to kiss this girl&lt;br /&gt;Change the mood&lt;br /&gt;Blue on blue&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-944103370353770389?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/944103370353770389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>Suede jacket, wrap around me like a blanket&lt;br /&gt;hold me close, until I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;until I fall asleep, until I dream&lt;br /&gt;Dream of colorful things&lt;br /&gt;flower blooms, the night and the moon&lt;br /&gt;I meet you there, from the porch I stare&lt;br /&gt;It was a home cooked meal&lt;br /&gt;It was how I could feel&lt;br /&gt;it was the wind off the fields&lt;br /&gt;It was the flower's smell.&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear them?&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear them even now?&lt;br /&gt;They have left us with these memories.&lt;br /&gt;In the chair on the porch I will swing.&lt;br /&gt;Wind, leave me before this storm.&lt;br /&gt;The storm is close, so close I can see it with my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;I shall stand tall, until I reach my dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generations come, more will soon follow&lt;br /&gt;Lift me to Heaven, save me from the fire below.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-4827206855054086017</id><published>2007-03-23T13:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T13:47:55.748-05:00</updated><title type='text'>warning signal</title><content type='html'>I’m sending a warning signal&lt;br /&gt;And I know you will hear&lt;br /&gt;Because you’re the one&lt;br /&gt;Who placed me here&lt;br /&gt;You’ve paved the road&lt;br /&gt;But it’s my task to walk&lt;br /&gt;But lately my feet won’t move&lt;br /&gt;And I’m nothing but talk&lt;br /&gt;All the suffering that you endured&lt;br /&gt;I’m sorry for the words you’ve heard&lt;br /&gt;I must stop&lt;br /&gt;I’m nothing but talk&lt;br /&gt;The picture now is crystal clear&lt;br /&gt;I’m the one who placed me here&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-4827206855054086017?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/4827206855054086017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=4827206855054086017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/4827206855054086017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/4827206855054086017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2007/03/warning-signal.html' title='warning signal'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-2830721519931765056</id><published>2007-03-16T15:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T15:25:09.874-05:00</updated><title type='text'>remember that the ocean and campfires need singing to</title><content type='html'>Dear Friend…&lt;br /&gt;…when there is no longer a me&lt;br /&gt;when I no longer exist&lt;br /&gt;promise and remember&lt;br /&gt;that the ocean and campfires need singing to&lt;br /&gt;When time began there was the sea&lt;br /&gt;It’s one of God’s great gifts&lt;br /&gt;Promise and consider&lt;br /&gt;the things He made are great and true&lt;br /&gt;When you are with friends&lt;br /&gt;Staring at the night sky&lt;br /&gt;Gather and deliver&lt;br /&gt;a song to the sparks and flames&lt;br /&gt;and remember the millions of dreams&lt;br /&gt;you dreamed under these stars&lt;br /&gt;consider and remember&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-2830721519931765056?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/2830721519931765056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=2830721519931765056&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/2830721519931765056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/2830721519931765056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2007/03/remember-that-ocean-and-campfires-need.html' title='remember that the ocean and campfires need singing to'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-741159216307816327</id><published>2007-03-15T11:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T11:49:53.644-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Flash</title><content type='html'>one...&lt;br /&gt;...two...&lt;br /&gt;...three&lt;br /&gt;3 miles from the lightning&lt;br /&gt;the flash of light&lt;br /&gt;cuts through this rainy night&lt;br /&gt;like an old camera's bulb&lt;br /&gt;here for an instant and then gone&lt;br /&gt;the thunder dissipates&lt;br /&gt;the picture fades but remains&lt;br /&gt;outside&lt;br /&gt;over and over and over&lt;br /&gt;it rains&lt;br /&gt;and I cannot stay the same&lt;br /&gt;I am forced to change&lt;br /&gt;as the Earth spins and spins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a new day begins&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-741159216307816327?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/741159216307816327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=741159216307816327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/741159216307816327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/741159216307816327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2007/03/flash.html' title='Flash'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-7639506802925947467</id><published>2007-03-15T11:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T11:00:45.428-05:00</updated><title type='text'>crossedc fi ngteres</title><content type='html'>ijt;s uarsd to ty[pe wirth crossed finers\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-7639506802925947467?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/7639506802925947467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=7639506802925947467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/7639506802925947467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/7639506802925947467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2007/03/crossedc-fi-ngteres.html' title='crossedc fi ngteres'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-6643038867885523596</id><published>2007-03-08T10:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T10:16:24.399-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Who Behind Blue Eyes</title><content type='html'>No one knows what it's like&lt;br /&gt;To be the bad man&lt;br /&gt;To be the sad man&lt;br /&gt;Behind blue eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one knows what it's like&lt;br /&gt;To be hated&lt;br /&gt;To be fated&lt;br /&gt;To telling only lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my dreams&lt;br /&gt;They aren't as empty&lt;br /&gt;As my conscience seems to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have hours, only lonely&lt;br /&gt;My love is vengeance&lt;br /&gt;That's never free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one knows what it's like&lt;br /&gt;To feel these feelings&lt;br /&gt;Like I do&lt;br /&gt;And I blame you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one bites back as hard&lt;br /&gt;On their anger&lt;br /&gt;None of my pain and woe&lt;br /&gt;Can show through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my dreams&lt;br /&gt;They aren't as empty&lt;br /&gt;As my conscience seems to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have hours, only lonely&lt;br /&gt;My love is vengeance&lt;br /&gt;That's never free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my fist clenches, crack it open&lt;br /&gt;Before I use it and lose my cool&lt;br /&gt;When I smile, tell me some bad news&lt;br /&gt;Before I laugh and act like a fool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And If I swallow anything evil&lt;br /&gt;Put your finger down my throat&lt;br /&gt;And If I shiver, please give me a blanket&lt;br /&gt;Keep me warm, let me wear your coat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one knows what it's like&lt;br /&gt;To be the bad man&lt;br /&gt;To be the sad man&lt;br /&gt;Behind blue eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---written by Pete Townsend&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-6643038867885523596?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/6643038867885523596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Right on thru</title><content type='html'>If I make it to the pearly gates&lt;br /&gt;I won’t even hesitate&lt;br /&gt;And I’ll walk right on thru&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that I did something good&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that I did something good&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-4568252049461284778?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/4568252049461284778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=4568252049461284778&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/4568252049461284778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/4568252049461284778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2007/02/pearly-gates.html' title='Right on thru'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-8764930824950780093</id><published>2007-02-26T18:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T18:34:11.133-06:00</updated><title type='text'>photo</title><content type='html'>I held the picture in my hands&lt;br /&gt;it must have been at least 100 years old&lt;br /&gt;and all I could do was stare&lt;br /&gt;and wonder&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-8764930824950780093?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/8764930824950780093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=8764930824950780093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/8764930824950780093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/8764930824950780093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2007/02/photo.html' title='photo'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-5796205527448903066</id><published>2007-02-23T11:06:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T11:06:45.702-06:00</updated><title type='text'>silly me</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I wonder how beautiful we could all be&lt;br /&gt;If we lived for our dreams at all costs&lt;br /&gt;Lived for what He would want us to be&lt;br /&gt;Instead of for the almighty dollar&lt;br /&gt;Instead of for money&lt;br /&gt;I’m not saying all of us live this way&lt;br /&gt;I prefer water over Coke&lt;br /&gt;I prefer potatoes over Twinkies&lt;br /&gt;But for a while now, my dreams have come second to money&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-5796205527448903066?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-4225556217296053966</id><published>2007-02-19T11:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T18:08:39.994-06:00</updated><title type='text'>F.M. Road</title><content type='html'>The horse was inside the fenced pasture&lt;br /&gt;But they sold it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her kisses were like the days&lt;br /&gt;warm and passing by one by one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was her ride home&lt;br /&gt;And she was my escape from myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when the one escaping&lt;br /&gt;Is the one she falls in love with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think you know the ending&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder if my gift is leaving&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-4225556217296053966?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/4225556217296053966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=4225556217296053966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/4225556217296053966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/4225556217296053966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2007/02/fm-road.html' title='F.M. Road'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-6509054167881749591</id><published>2007-02-15T16:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T21:59:25.299-06:00</updated><title type='text'>death</title><content type='html'>A baby is born and sleeps&lt;br /&gt;In his first weeks&lt;br /&gt;he dreams his first dream&lt;br /&gt;That stays with him&lt;br /&gt;For a lifetime&lt;br /&gt;And on the day of his death&lt;br /&gt;When he closes his eyes&lt;br /&gt;He dreams the dream&lt;br /&gt;And hears the song&lt;br /&gt;He heard when he was young&lt;br /&gt;When he closes his eyes&lt;br /&gt;He hears the lullaby&lt;br /&gt;And his eternity becomes the dream&lt;br /&gt;Unlike anything imaginable&lt;br /&gt;Unlike anything he’s ever seen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-6509054167881749591?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/6509054167881749591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=6509054167881749591&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/6509054167881749591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/6509054167881749591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-revelation-ii.html' title='death'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-117103742703852925</id><published>2007-02-09T10:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T10:10:27.756-06:00</updated><title type='text'>my revelation</title><content type='html'>The death of decadence&lt;br /&gt;Self-indulgence, depravity, profligacy&lt;br /&gt;Extravagance, wastefulness, recklessness&lt;br /&gt;Won’t come&lt;br /&gt;Not until it is all said and done&lt;br /&gt;And we are gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have become&lt;br /&gt;Accustom to these situations&lt;br /&gt;Circumstances and conditions&lt;br /&gt;Burn the flame &lt;br /&gt;Until the revelation&lt;br /&gt;Gives us conviction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it because I am human&lt;br /&gt;That it is hard for me to gather my faith?&lt;br /&gt;Build it up before it’s too late?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-117103742703852925?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/117103742703852925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=117103742703852925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/117103742703852925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/117103742703852925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-revelation.html' title='my revelation'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-116995885334242460</id><published>2007-01-27T22:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T22:34:13.396-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Letting&lt;br /&gt;In&lt;br /&gt;Good,&lt;br /&gt;Holy&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-116995885334242460?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/116995885334242460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=116995885334242460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/116995885334242460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/116995885334242460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2007/01/letting-in-good-holy-thoughts.html' title=''/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-116995875513002738</id><published>2007-01-27T22:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T22:32:35.346-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Demons&lt;br /&gt;Arrive&lt;br /&gt;Ready?&lt;br /&gt;Kill&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-116995875513002738?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/116995875513002738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=116995875513002738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/116995875513002738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/116995875513002738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2007/01/demons-arrive-ready-kill.html' title=''/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-116968322760516473</id><published>2007-01-24T17:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T18:00:34.026-06:00</updated><title type='text'>the stream of the rise and the fall</title><content type='html'>I put my good money down&lt;br /&gt;it wouldn't buy me anything&lt;br /&gt;I put my best foot forward&lt;br /&gt;it didn't lead to my dreams&lt;br /&gt;I put my money in my pocket&lt;br /&gt;and walked out the door&lt;br /&gt;I'm never going back&lt;br /&gt;there anymore&lt;br /&gt;some days it's hard to survive&lt;br /&gt;some days you’re doing well&lt;br /&gt;trying to keep your dreams alive&lt;br /&gt;some days you lose control of your life&lt;br /&gt;and the demons thrive&lt;br /&gt;it's the rise and the fall&lt;br /&gt;don't let them take&lt;br /&gt;it all&lt;br /&gt;because they will&lt;br /&gt;take it all&lt;br /&gt;they will&lt;br /&gt;take it all&lt;br /&gt;I guess it all depends &lt;br /&gt;where you want to go&lt;br /&gt;but then again&lt;br /&gt;What the hell do I know?&lt;br /&gt;It's a mood ring&lt;br /&gt;on your big toe&lt;br /&gt;Follow&lt;br /&gt;Follow&lt;br /&gt;your heart&lt;br /&gt;Follow&lt;br /&gt;Follow&lt;br /&gt;hope&lt;br /&gt;Follow&lt;br /&gt;Follow&lt;br /&gt;the feeling&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-116968322760516473?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/116968322760516473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-116909389208023132</id><published>2007-01-17T21:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T22:24:52.543-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stop&lt;br /&gt;and look &lt;br /&gt;at what is going on.&lt;br /&gt;Stop&lt;br /&gt;and look&lt;br /&gt;at what you are doing.&lt;br /&gt;Stop&lt;br /&gt;and look&lt;br /&gt;at what we've done.&lt;br /&gt;What we have allowed to take place.&lt;br /&gt;Stop&lt;br /&gt;and look&lt;br /&gt;at what we are doing.&lt;br /&gt;There needs to be a change.&lt;br /&gt;Antarctica is experiencing rain.&lt;br /&gt;Increasing strength in the hurricanes.&lt;br /&gt;Greenland could no longer be&lt;br /&gt;in another half century.&lt;br /&gt;Yes I learned this from a movie,&lt;br /&gt;but at least I see...&lt;br /&gt;...what could no longer be.&lt;br /&gt;It's up to you&lt;br /&gt;and it's up to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-116909389208023132?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/116909389208023132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=116909389208023132&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/116909389208023132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/116909389208023132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2007/01/stop-and-look-at-what-is-going-on.html' title=''/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-116905003923690452</id><published>2007-01-17T10:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T10:07:20.633-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishlist</title><content type='html'>A song I wish I would have written because the words mean so much to me.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Pearl Jam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WISHLIST&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was a neutron bomb, for once I could go off&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was a sacrifice, but somehow still lived on&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was a sentimental ornament you hung on&lt;br /&gt;The Christmas tree, I wish I was the star that went on top&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was the evidence, I wish I was the grounds&lt;br /&gt;For 50 million hands upraised and open toward the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was a sailor with someone who waited for me&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was as fortunate, as fortunate as me&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was a messenger and all the news was good&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was the full moon shining off your Camaro's hood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was an alien at home behind the sun&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was the souvenir you kept your house key on&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was the pedal brake that you depended on&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was the verb 'to trust' and never let you down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was a radio song, the one that you turned up&lt;br /&gt;I wish...&lt;br /&gt;I wish...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-116905003923690452?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/116905003923690452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=116905003923690452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/116905003923690452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/116905003923690452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2007/01/wishlist.html' title='Wishlist'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-116829739235077409</id><published>2007-01-08T17:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T17:20:05.816-06:00</updated><title type='text'>In awe and fear</title><content type='html'>I had a dream that I was in His house&lt;br /&gt;It had a glass ceiling&lt;br /&gt;And while we all sat at His table&lt;br /&gt;Eating His bread&lt;br /&gt;The sky turned from the sun to the stars&lt;br /&gt;At least a thousand times&lt;br /&gt;It was the most breath-taking sight I had ever seen&lt;br /&gt;This place is not only in dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a vision&lt;br /&gt;When the hour struck seven&lt;br /&gt;Those who believed&lt;br /&gt;Outside of dreams&lt;br /&gt;Aimed their hearts and voices towards Heaven&lt;br /&gt;We let The Spirit run through&lt;br /&gt;As we sang Hallelujah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-116829739235077409?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/116829739235077409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=116829739235077409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/116829739235077409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/116829739235077409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2007/01/in-awe-and-fear.html' title='In awe and fear'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-116649658691355064</id><published>2006-12-18T20:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T20:49:47.993-06:00</updated><title type='text'>the road</title><content type='html'>good morning&lt;br /&gt;boots beside my bed&lt;br /&gt;yesterday's destruction&lt;br /&gt;and today's dreams in my head&lt;br /&gt;turn this minute&lt;br /&gt;into my hour&lt;br /&gt;and my hour &lt;br /&gt;into my day&lt;br /&gt;and my day &lt;br /&gt;into my night&lt;br /&gt;and my night &lt;br /&gt;into my week&lt;br /&gt;and my week&lt;br /&gt;into my month&lt;br /&gt;and my month&lt;br /&gt;into my year&lt;br /&gt;and my year&lt;br /&gt;into my life&lt;br /&gt;My life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-116649658691355064?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/116649658691355064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=116649658691355064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/116649658691355064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/116649658691355064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2006/12/road.html' title='the road'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-116295698505922510</id><published>2006-11-07T21:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T21:36:25.543-06:00</updated><title type='text'>it's a pity</title><content type='html'>there are ashes in the tray&lt;br /&gt;left by those who are no longer here&lt;br /&gt;there are memories in my mind&lt;br /&gt;left by those who are no longer near&lt;br /&gt;there are papers in the attic&lt;br /&gt;written a long time ago&lt;br /&gt;there are angels everywhere&lt;br /&gt;that one day I want to follow&lt;br /&gt;there are people I think about all the time&lt;br /&gt;that I never get to see&lt;br /&gt;there are things that I want to be&lt;br /&gt;that I will never get to be&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-116295698505922510?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/116295698505922510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=116295698505922510&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/116295698505922510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/116295698505922510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-pity.html' title='it&apos;s a pity'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-116284962782992570</id><published>2006-11-06T15:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T15:47:08.026-06:00</updated><title type='text'>there's a noise in my head...a constant rain...</title><content type='html'>It's days like this I just want to go home, lift the blinds, stay in bed and watch the rain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-116284962782992570?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/116284962782992570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=116284962782992570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/116284962782992570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/116284962782992570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2006/11/theres-noise-in-my-heada-constant-rain.html' title='there&apos;s a noise in my head...a constant rain...'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-116138871854396513</id><published>2006-10-20T18:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T18:58:38.886-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the root of all humor is human nature&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-116138871854396513?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/116138871854396513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=116138871854396513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/116138871854396513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/116138871854396513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2006/10/root-of-all-humor-is-human-nature.html' title=''/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-116136711672502006</id><published>2006-10-20T12:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T12:58:37.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>human nature is the root of all humor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-116136711672502006?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/116136711672502006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=116136711672502006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/116136711672502006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/116136711672502006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2006/10/human-nature-is-root-of-all-humor.html' title=''/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-115953762713336502</id><published>2006-09-29T08:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T08:47:07.843-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hold</title><content type='html'>If I could hold my weakness in my hands&lt;br /&gt;Would I crush it?&lt;br /&gt;Or nurture it?&lt;br /&gt;Would I try to drown it?&lt;br /&gt;Or wash it in order to make it clean?&lt;br /&gt;I guess it’s up to me&lt;br /&gt;I guess it’s up to me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-115953762713336502?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/115953762713336502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=115953762713336502&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/115953762713336502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/115953762713336502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2006/09/hold.html' title='hold'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-115888461887701463</id><published>2006-09-21T19:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T19:23:39.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'>sorrow</title><content type='html'>Here I am again&lt;br /&gt;Desperately reaching out my hand&lt;br /&gt;Towards the sky&lt;br /&gt;Wondering why&lt;br /&gt;Why, why these years have passed&lt;br /&gt;Did I not shed the tears?&lt;br /&gt;Did I not spill the blood?&lt;br /&gt;If only I could hear the truth&lt;br /&gt;Instead of nothing&lt;br /&gt;I’m not acting&lt;br /&gt;This is me&lt;br /&gt;My soul&lt;br /&gt;I don’t hear You&lt;br /&gt;But I’m told you are there&lt;br /&gt;I have faith&lt;br /&gt;It’s my sorrow that gets in the way&lt;br /&gt;I have this dream locked up inside&lt;br /&gt;and I will die&lt;br /&gt;if it never sees the light&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-115888461887701463?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/115888461887701463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=115888461887701463&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/115888461887701463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/115888461887701463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2006/09/sorrow.html' title='sorrow'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-115835332451085442</id><published>2006-09-15T15:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T15:48:44.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Memory Me (reprise)</title><content type='html'>Mind’s&lt;br /&gt;Escape&lt;br /&gt;Mind’s&lt;br /&gt;Only&lt;br /&gt;Recollection&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;Eternity&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-115835332451085442?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/115835332451085442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=115835332451085442&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/115835332451085442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/115835332451085442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2006/09/memory-me-reprise.html' title='Memory Me (reprise)'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-115834867820807214</id><published>2006-09-15T14:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T14:31:18.813-05:00</updated><title type='text'>whisper</title><content type='html'>Whispered&lt;br /&gt;Hush&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;br /&gt;Sleeping&lt;br /&gt;Perfectly&lt;br /&gt;Enter&lt;br /&gt;Rest&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-115834867820807214?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/115834867820807214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=115834867820807214&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/115834867820807214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/115834867820807214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2006/09/whisper.html' title='whisper'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-115797730438806582</id><published>2006-09-11T07:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T07:21:57.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'>?</title><content type='html'>touch the water, but don't disturb it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-115797730438806582?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/115797730438806582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=115797730438806582&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/115797730438806582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/115797730438806582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post.html' title='?'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-115678760317305235</id><published>2006-08-28T12:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T12:53:24.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a.m. Not another morning</title><content type='html'>This morning I could hear the crow’s crow&lt;br /&gt;Outside my window&lt;br /&gt;It called once, twice, three times&lt;br /&gt;it called once, twice&lt;br /&gt;it called once, twice, three times&lt;br /&gt;and then it must have flown away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-115678760317305235?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/115678760317305235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=115678760317305235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/115678760317305235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/115678760317305235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2006/08/am-not-another-morning.html' title='a.m. Not another morning'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-115627940247891021</id><published>2006-08-22T15:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T15:44:34.103-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fake</title><content type='html'>She said "I’m bound to fail before I even get started"&lt;br /&gt;She always walks the path of the broken-hearted&lt;br /&gt;She takes plastic flowers&lt;br /&gt;And she puts them in water&lt;br /&gt;She swears that she is nobody’s daughter&lt;br /&gt;She doesn’t believe a word you say&lt;br /&gt;But she’ll end up quoting you some other day&lt;br /&gt;It’s this pile of mistakes &lt;br /&gt;It’s the chances you’ll never take&lt;br /&gt;It’s the reasons that your heart breaks&lt;br /&gt;That makes you fake a smile&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-115627940247891021?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/115627940247891021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=115627940247891021&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/115627940247891021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/115627940247891021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2006/08/fake.html' title='Fake'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-115591869286476613</id><published>2006-08-18T11:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T11:31:44.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the key</title><content type='html'>My heart can be your home&lt;br /&gt;if you know me&lt;br /&gt;you already have the key&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---s.b.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-115591869286476613?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/115591869286476613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=115591869286476613&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/115591869286476613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/115591869286476613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2006/08/key.html' title='the key'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-115565670116068306</id><published>2006-08-15T10:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T10:45:01.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'>musIc ( i am )</title><content type='html'>I needed a break&lt;br /&gt;Now I need it back&lt;br /&gt;Music is my drug&lt;br /&gt;I need to hear it, sing it, shout it…&lt;br /&gt;Hear the words come back to me&lt;br /&gt;Like throwing a bottle to the sea&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for someone to find my words&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-115565670116068306?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/115565670116068306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=115565670116068306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/115565670116068306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/115565670116068306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2006/08/music-i-am.html' title='musIc ( i am )'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-115565655809225394</id><published>2006-08-15T10:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T10:43:02.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'>no regrets</title><content type='html'>You love what you love in this world&lt;br /&gt;Make no apologies&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it wasn’t meant to be&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-115565655809225394?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/115565655809225394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=115565655809225394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/115565655809225394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/115565655809225394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2006/08/no-regrets.html' title='no regrets'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-115515013909047466</id><published>2006-08-09T14:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T14:02:19.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'>old songs</title><content type='html'>music was my first love&lt;br /&gt;a favorite song from the past&lt;br /&gt;play it today and be taken back&lt;br /&gt;memories, smells, emotions, song&lt;br /&gt;help me to travel back as&lt;br /&gt;more years come along&lt;br /&gt;At 27&lt;br /&gt;I am playing this record over and over again&lt;br /&gt;At 27&lt;br /&gt;I’m writing new songs to play soon for my friends&lt;br /&gt;You know how the song goes&lt;br /&gt;Thunder Road, Sound of Silence, Mr. Jones…&lt;br /&gt;Put a record on &lt;br /&gt;Turn the volume as loud as can be&lt;br /&gt;And for this song let’s remember our history,&lt;br /&gt;And stare into eternity&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-115515013909047466?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/115515013909047466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=115515013909047466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/115515013909047466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/115515013909047466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2006/08/old-songs.html' title='old songs'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-115514166725995710</id><published>2006-08-09T11:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T11:41:07.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WEEEEEEEEEEEEE</title><content type='html'>What&lt;br /&gt;Everyone&lt;br /&gt;Enjoys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-115514166725995710?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/115514166725995710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=115514166725995710&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/115514166725995710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/115514166725995710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2006/08/weeeeeeeeeeeee.html' title='WEEEEEEEEEEEEE'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-115483553034644165</id><published>2006-08-05T22:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T22:38:50.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Samoa</title><content type='html'>in Samoa,&lt;br /&gt;many travelers arrive the day before they left...&lt;br /&gt;...because it's the last place on Earth the sun sets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-115483553034644165?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/feeds/115483553034644165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973893&amp;postID=115483553034644165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/115483553034644165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973893/posts/default/115483553034644165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joam.blogspot.com/2006/08/samoa.html' title='Samoa'/><author><name>JOAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08642003384359554061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-115444597656677272</id><published>2006-08-01T10:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T10:26:16.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'>august</title><content type='html'>I wish it would rain and not stop for a week.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe then I could get some sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973893.post-115423559470949909</id><published>2006-07-29T23:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T00:00:02.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'>saturday</title><content type='html'>when the stars dive deep into the black sky&lt;br /&gt;they paint a beautiful picture called night&lt;br /&gt;and when the earth turns around the sun&lt;br /&gt;the day unfolds and the night is undone&lt;br /&gt;the monsters retreat&lt;br /&gt;the people wake and hit their feet&lt;br /&gt;for another turn &lt;br /&gt;from night to day&lt;br /&gt;wouldn't be as special&lt;br /&gt;if you didn't come out to play&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973893-115423559470949909?l=joam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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