Saturday, November 27, 2010

illogic emotions

the anger and
the hate
the posession and
the arrogance
the spitefulness and

stubbornness...

...the jealousness ...

and PRIDE

(but the worst
of them all are 
the ones to 
which they all
present)


RESENT.


REVENGE.


(these

illogical
irresponsible
uncalled for
emotions)


will
not.

re
pent.
  


Wednesday, November 17, 2010

never know

you never know how 
far you can fly 
until you spread
your wings,
you never know
if you can go until
you start,
you never know that you 
can sing until
you speak,
you never know 
about your
shine until you 
light your
spark.

Monday, November 15, 2010

-confuzzled

a fog 
so thick,
a puzzlement
a quirky trick 
upon your 
mind 
a thoughtful
white 
of misty
cloud
the sun
(the thought)
is never
found

Sunday, November 14, 2010

the orchestra

the music
sweeps me
like a broom
into its waiting
arms
i feel my soul 
begin to dance
or sing,
whichever suits 
the mood
i hear the layers
all the tones
the violins
and the trombones
the cellos
and the bases 
too, each  
has a
song and
i do
too...

down with darkness

down with darkness up with light
up with sunshine down with night
each of us is one small light
but together we shine bright
go away darkness cold as night
go away give way to light


down with darkness up with light
up with sunshine down with night
small but scattered one by one
drive out dark till night is done
go away darkness cold as night
go away give way to light


dying word

watch me fight, watch me fight like the dragon the dra-gon
watch my fire, my anger my an-ger
watch me fall watch me fall from my enemy
watch me fall watch me fall on the sword point

chorus:
look at the grave-yard 
listen to my dy-ing word 
i want you to avenge my soul

watch me strike, watch me strike like the serpent the ser-pent
watch my poison, my grief my gri-ef
watch me writhe watch me writhe from my enemy
watch me writhe watch me writhe by the arrows

chorus

watch me rise, watch me rise like the phoenix the phoe-nix
watch my death, my new life my new li-fe
watch me soar watch me soar from my enemy
watch me soar watch me soar on my new wings

chorus2x second time pp

novels

novels lose 
their...

novelty
when read
a thousand
times

when details 
swarm your 
soul and
mind

till plot is
gone and
so is 
time

Friday, October 15, 2010

mistake

when you/i
make a 
mistake
some say
"whatever"
some say
"oops!"
some say
"try till you get it right!!"
some say
"mistakes are EVERYTHING."

Thursday, October 14, 2010

hi

this is just 
a hi
what is a hi?
a hello a greeting
a simple word
just a hi 
that is all this 
is...

   

   ...bye

Wednesday, September 29, 2010

why?

why do we say...
...why?
why?
why!?
WHY!!??
why?
why!?
WHY!!??
why?
why!?
WHY!!?? 
because, naturally, of course
we want to know
WHY!!??

writing

flows
of
ideas
mingles
silently
with thought
soul 
pours out
taking 
shapes
of
words

Saturday, September 25, 2010

worry

i
worry so much
i am tense my
back hurts i
cant sleep i
need to relax...




...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

mind

i have
so many
ideas that
my head
will burst 
one day
and i 
will fill
the world
with my
mind

annoy

people
say
stuff like
"why so fancy?"
people
say 
stuff like
"that's a funny hairdo."
people
say
stuff like
"why did you paint your nails?"
they
say this
to annoy me 

Friday, September 24, 2010

little babies

tiny,
so small 
 chubby, tiny, hands
 weensy, teensy, fingers
and toes and feet
 the big baby 
innocent eyes 
     stare
  broodingly,
   happily,
tearfully, 
 baby-fat quivering
  wobbling 
and the 
shrill
   high
wail
 or loud,
gurgly
  giggle...


...you see they are
     little babies



 

on poems

the 
poem 
must,
as scientists
   agree,
   have  
   rhyming
   lines
of perfect
pedigree

yet all the 
poets say
   "no,no"
for that is not 
how poems 
   grow.

swimming in a rainstorm

rising water
the exhilaration  
rain drops streaming
choking laughing
splashing scrambling
pushing pulling
fast 
quicker
gasping giggling
screaming with joy
squirming wriggling
cool wet
panting
cold and shivering
yet 
still swimming
in a rainstorm
   

stinkbugs

i see a 
bug
fly and i 
jump up and
freak out
i don't get why
people 
call them 
cute probably to
annoy me
and it's working
i hate how 
you can't squash 
them i wish 
i could
but 
i don't like
bad smells
either

pure knowledge

a fleeting glimpse
 a small peek 
  then whisked 
   away...
the search,
 all seek it 
  none find it 
   never...
ever...
  yet 
   with thought 
    gain
     the hidden
     gem
     though 
 don't waste your
  time at a
immortals 
 game