Born in California, moved to Reno Nevada the summer of 1987. I grew up loving sports and the outdoors. I received a full scholarship for my effort playing baseball. From there, life became a mess and I dropped out of college. When I was about 20 years old, I guess one could say I unlocked a couple of very interesting gifts from the great unknown...my life dramatically changed in my endless ... more »
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Joseph Walden Poems
Every Single Little Thing
Rainbow land Painted with your diamond eyes, Hands held out loving the air, That her children breathe,
Alone in the mountains
I almost died last night, Again. Screeching, Wailing,
Glory Of The Rat
Sleeping among the best of fun, Far beyond city or day, he lay diminished, Unmoved.
Thinking who or why when tears did cry, Down the steps and out the gate, By the birds and notes of mate, Heard me not mention?
Who Is There
Is it a noose or is it my neck, Stalking my shadow, Scary I look, Furious and tender,
Around And Around And Around
Life rhymes and reason sings, every single little thing. Whether it is forgotten, rather when it is remembered,
Wandering On The Night
The white star turns bright blue, The unicorn unveils, Eve's wicked tree sternly grabs me by the knee, I am Mad,
Drum and Mountain
Golden sun golden joy, kissing the winds, through the mouth of the drum, on mountain made of fearless lions,
Bitten by a skillful demon, one of hell or thy own dark side, upon the sands of desert, upon the sands of time.
Remembering thy beauty
Beauty has no name, in the silence of pure sound. Beauty has no name, when darkness dances on light,
The virgin's clothes, worn of petals and rose, crown of beauty, Crown of thorns,
Looking down ferryman's eyes, A furnace lit Growing ember surprise, Time did not exist,
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That is all that I am,
that is all that I am.