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    <title>To Little Time</title>
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    <description>Thoughts of a Mad Man.....</description>
    <lastBuildDate>Fri, 06 Jan 2006 00:40:01 PST</lastBuildDate>
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    <copyright>Copyright 2006.</copyright>
    <category>Poetry</category>
    <category>Writing</category>
    <category>RPG</category>
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      <title>Happy 23rd  Birthday Steven!</title>
      <link>http://whiterice.blogdrive.com/archive/18.html</link>
      <pubDate>Fri, 06 Jan 2006 08:34:37 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>How can I possibly have a happy birthday

When you are, from my hug, miles away



Till you come back again to me, I’ll wait

With you in my hug, I want to celebrate



I’ll taste what best chef can never make

Your sweet lips will be my birthday cake



I’ll listen to your voice that I miss so long

Your hot words will be my birthday song



I’ll wait for you to be, in my hug, present

You will be my special birthday present..





For Shonda



 
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      <title>Been along time...</title>
      <link>http://whiterice.blogdrive.com/archive/17.html</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 19 Dec 2005 09:14:09 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Well there is so much to talk about I dont even know where to start..
Ive been afk for awhile now had to get get some personal shit takin
care of.. but all thats mostly out of the way now... Im back online and
gonna try to get back to writing as much as I can in the next few days
since I have alot of time on my hands for now... 



        I was recently diagnosed
with a sleeping disorder known as &quot; sleep paralysis&quot; ..and the episodes
are starting to get more frequent...Sleep paralysis, or more properly,
sleep paralysis with hypnagogic and
hypnopompic hallucinations have been... (more)</description>
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      <title>Cant seem to forget you....</title>
      <link>http://whiterice.blogdrive.com/archive/16.html</link>
      <pubDate>Thu, 19 May 2005 08:18:37 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>I have seen you in the morning
your hair in diarray
sleepiness still in your eyes
you're not quite wide awake
even with that funny sleepy look
your beauty makes my heart ache

I've seen you dressed to bum around
or maybe work in the yard
seeing you look just everyday
it makes my heart beat hard

late one afternoon you were just repotting plants
the sun lit your hair to look like gold as it hung out of place
you squinted hard the setting sun was in your face
and flashed a smile that seemed just for me
and my heart began to race
I remember thinking at that moment
you never did anything
without... (more)</description>
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      <title>Hrmmmmmm</title>
      <link>http://whiterice.blogdrive.com/archive/15.html</link>
      <pubDate>Wed, 20 Apr 2005 23:32:31 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>He is coming..............He is coming back.......... 3 days..... The Return of &quot;The Mack&quot;.... Steve-O-Mack

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      <title>The Art Of Death</title>
      <link>http://whiterice.blogdrive.com/archive/14.html</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 14 Mar 2005 07:10:10 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Unexpected, Uninvited,
If art imitates life
In death; is there a portrait?

I can’t see the image
Staring back at me....

In just one year....
I’ve met these deaths
On many occasions still....

I can’t see the image....
Or understand the interpretation.....
But the one that sticks out....

My &quot;boy&quot;...Ramone.... just sixteen!...
Dies over the &quot;Color&quot;...
Over same &quot;Blue Rag&quot; that I once dawned!!!

Was there something more I could have done??
Something more I could have said??
Am I to Blame?? I dont know.....

If art imitates life.......
How in life can art.....
Portray death??....

I think in... (more)</description>
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      <title>The Hardest Thing.</title>
      <link>http://whiterice.blogdrive.com/archive/13.html</link>
      <pubDate>Fri, 22 Oct 2004 09:15:55 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>The hardest thing for me to do, 
Is to love you like I do...
To always have you on my mind 
Beautiful day-dreams that fill my time. 
My heart still beats your name. 
Years have passed, I feel the same. 
My arms long to hold you true, 
To feel that love my heart once knew. 

The hardest thing for me to know, 
Is deep inside you love me so. 
Yet your heart is still tired and week, 
Words of love not ready to speak. 
Beauty of life has yet to find you, 
To yourself you must be true. 
Within your heart self worth is found, 
Then you shall walk on true loves ground. 

The hardest thing for me to... (more)</description>
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      <title>Special Thanks</title>
      <link>http://whiterice.blogdrive.com/archive/12.html</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 04 Oct 2004 08:36:47 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>I would like to give a special thanks to a great friend of mine for making me such a cool header for my site.... Thank you Elaine. :)) . </description>
      <comments>http://whiterice.blogdrive.com/comments?id=12</comments>
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      <title>Reacquainted Love</title>
      <link>http://whiterice.blogdrive.com/archive/11.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sat, 25 Sep 2004 22:16:20 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>I'll love you forever
just kiss me today
I'll be by you side
just show me the way.

I'll give you all of me
just hold my hand
I'll be here always
just by you I'll stand

I'll do what you wish
just tell me when
I'll try my best just for you
just as I can

Just tell me you want me here
be sure to make it clear
Just tell my everything
and I'll love you, my dear.....


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      <title>Eden...The Fall Of Man...</title>
      <link>http://whiterice.blogdrive.com/archive/10.html</link>
      <pubDate>Thu, 02 Sep 2004 06:48:22 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Deep in the midst of Eden's splendor
Asleep in quiescence still and calm
Yet innocent still sweet and tender
Slept the maiden on a bed of palm

Resting in the shade of noon
Lulled into slumber by the song
That the garden fowl did croon
Dreaming dreams of neither right nor wrong

Free from the care of want or need
Lacking desire of passion or pride
Untarnished by a sinful deed
And without cause to steal or lie

Provided for with paradise
Supplied to her by the divine
Made in that image with skill precise
Given boundless things on which to dine

In that grove of bliss there yet did grow
A tree... (more)</description>
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      <title>Movin on Up.!</title>
      <link>http://whiterice.blogdrive.com/archive/9.html</link>
      <pubDate>Thu, 02 Sep 2004 01:21:49 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Well its almost that special time of the year... Im gonna be involved in some Fantasy FootBall League this year so, gonna try to juggle that and this for awhile and see how it pans out.. I got something I have been working on for my weekly post. .. Will try to get that posted sometime tonight... and I just wanted to say thank you to a few ppl who keep me inspired to keep writing. #1 God. Thank you for keeping me alive through all the stuff that goes on around here.. because without you., I would be dead by now. #2My Mother and Sisters and Nephew and Niece, because no matter what shit I go... (more)</description>
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