|Taken in Garden of the Gods Colorado.|
|My Badass Lil Brother! |
Attacked by pit bull in the morning... ball at noon... take over world at night. Yea he might be the next chuck norris.
I'm incredibly proud of both my brothers, but I felt Toby deserved a little more publication for his absolutely inspiring way of dealing with a nasty situation. He has just moved on.
The PianistIn a cluttered side streetThe Pianist by AzraelDarkAngel540
A deaf, old pianist
Listens to his music
Through his fingers
Which are charged with youth
Although gnarled and knobbly
As the rest of his body.
His clothing is thread,
Down to being bare,
His piano has seen better days
But such a sweet melancholy
That touches the hearts
Of those who pass him by
Makes them stop,
Makes them listen for a while.
The sedate, tinkling notes
Are overriding in their gentle way
For a few moments the world pauses to listen
The sun comes out of the cloudy grey
A mother brings her child to the window
A debater holds back what he has to say
Silent crowds jam the street
outside the alleyway
Pilgrims stop by to hear the pianist play.
The notes fade into silence
Their song is a quiet sigh
The artists call
To tell the truth
Embedded in a private lie.
What you find is what you get.|
Sometimes more; but never Less.
Current Residence: Maryland
Favourite style of art: Abstract
Skin of choice: My own.
Personal Quote: "There is no such thing as can't, there is only won't"-C.R.S Jr. (R.I.P Poppop)