this road holds rocks
travel lightly if you can
i know the hills wind
but you'll get there in the end
stories told
come with fears of deaf ears
more unfolds
as i continue on through the years
i remained silent unless silenced
we find new places
all of us are one
familiar faces
with familiar fun
we make our journey
as travelers have before us
to undo all we knew
leaving me evermore curious
i became silenced while silent
as i grow and learn things to show
an arsenal of lessons to teach
i question how can i give while as long as i live
i cannot comprehend my own speech
i may get through
though frustratingly so
what i convey to you
is not all i know
i silenced myself by not being silent
we search our past
for the stories we tell
tales of our tears
emotions we yell
we describe ourselves
as the creations of the past
but these are just stories
feelings not meant to last
i become silent when silenced
the journey we have
none of us the same
is to discover ourselves
and wade through the pain
we can overcome
eventually can conquer
let go of expectation
give all you can offer
i will remain silent even if i'm not silenced
this is a blog of flighty poems, and strange thoughts from myself. an expression of all that i feel and experience in life
Sunday, May 19, 2013
Saturday, May 18, 2013
found my way home
to be or not to be
this question finally answered me
to all of those
who knew no clothes
we are who we want to see
be positive
for love is the answer
all those who come to your hilt
why not fight this cancer
your hate will drive you mad
anger causes suffering
love is the way home
all of us drunkenly stumbling
to a destination away
clicking our heels
saying what we say
theres no place like home
i wont rest til i arrive
but you are always here
just observe the hive
oh so many bees
always jumping onto me
surrounding their queens
the honey must be made
the wax there for storage
but its ok to envy
those who set out to forage
this question finally answered me
to all of those
who knew no clothes
we are who we want to see
be positive
for love is the answer
all those who come to your hilt
why not fight this cancer
your hate will drive you mad
anger causes suffering
love is the way home
all of us drunkenly stumbling
to a destination away
clicking our heels
saying what we say
theres no place like home
i wont rest til i arrive
but you are always here
just observe the hive
oh so many bees
always jumping onto me
surrounding their queens
the honey must be made
the wax there for storage
but its ok to envy
those who set out to forage
Thursday, May 16, 2013
THE TRUTH
you reside in my mind all of the time
you don't pay your rent, and we meet on the fly
and you intrigue my eyes
my ears want to cry
the beauty in your words
the syllables all smile
at least thats what i heard
not even a scream can describe my feelings
the most romantic of whispers fail to compare
you want me to stay?
then i'm not going anywhere
but the way you're looking
is just too unfair
you have smooth friendly legs
they dance when they like
your smiling face
not noticing mine
your warm kind hands
throwing all your words
they cool my heart
and heal its burns
your fantasmal mind
and translating tongue
always challenging
creating new fun
Claire,
where the hell did you come from?
i may say it a lot
still can't be more true
i am so amazingly
in love with you
sharpie me i'm in love
i wander now
my thoughts forever more
the translation from right brain
obscured and told the score
to be a human
in this magnificent life
to be forever in love
to eliminate times strife
i am free of my old chains
and here i've gained new
cleaning my pasts stains
while thinking of you
i never would have gotten here
if it weren't for your love
telling me what's what
when push came to shove
for this i am grateful
because of this i have grown
because of this
i am in love
my thoughts forever more
the translation from right brain
obscured and told the score
to be a human
in this magnificent life
to be forever in love
to eliminate times strife
i am free of my old chains
and here i've gained new
cleaning my pasts stains
while thinking of you
i never would have gotten here
if it weren't for your love
telling me what's what
when push came to shove
for this i am grateful
because of this i have grown
because of this
Friday, May 10, 2013
tomorrow beach
under where you tide
my side
the splits that reside inside
why do we lie to ourselves
and deceive your inner child
telling them they are wrong
they can not run wild
who are you to say
binding your inner mind
let go of your ways
tomorrow's s too late
when every day is today
its time i ramble on
toward where i came
to my destination
the one i can not leave
i am always home
earth is my house
i reside inside
my minds eye
always killing my time
the constant wars
and perpetuating paradox
a consistent cycle
leads me here again
i am always here
i am always home
home is where i roam
the things that i think
my ponders wildy growing
threatening to sink
flowing and breaking
like waves of strange horror
splashes of glee throwing me
to an undertide of love
to wake again
on the beach of tomorrow
Wednesday, May 8, 2013
the number four
my dreams are in flux
sometimes way too much
i'll see where it takes me now
oh, but who am i
far too contagiously high
i'll see you around the town
as you may see by golly
sentenced two years on folly
i guess you were meant to drown
and yet once again said i
you've fallen too many times
now you stand your ground
sometimes way too much
i'll see where it takes me now
oh, but who am i
far too contagiously high
i'll see you around the town
as you may see by golly
sentenced two years on folly
i guess you were meant to drown
and yet once again said i
you've fallen too many times
now you stand your ground
Monday, May 6, 2013
im seeing in layers
here i sit
my contemplation at its peak
the people all around me
sitting in silence
yet speaking what they call words
they transfer their ideas
their brains trying as they may
correcting the language
of all the friends they make
who are you people
can you even answer my question
what if i take your precious words
would you then use discretion?
there is something in the woodwork here
something different has come
some new existence
one we are not from
but WHO ARE YOU PEOPLE?
and where the hell did you come from?
from moment to moment
all disappearing and then some
the only thing holding us together
is the longing to be accepted
the need to be loved
the intrigue of where we're headed
Sunday, May 5, 2013
Amelia
kindling the passion
my spirit so desperately needs
so what if i am different
i go and plant all these seeds
these seeds are not all good
in fact most times they are bad
i'm learning from my mistakes
now its time to put them in effect
flow down the river sticks
where have i gone before?
i want to know so much indeed
you will have to tell me more
when i am well again
my spirit will provide guidance
bring me back to full capacity
it's there you reach your highest
the lessons you learn from knowing me
they may not come from my smarts
but rather the trials facing you
inspiring all of your arts
my spirit so desperately needs
so what if i am different
i go and plant all these seeds
these seeds are not all good
in fact most times they are bad
i'm learning from my mistakes
now its time to put them in effect
flow down the river sticks
where have i gone before?
i want to know so much indeed
you will have to tell me more
when i am well again
my spirit will provide guidance
bring me back to full capacity
it's there you reach your highest
the lessons you learn from knowing me
they may not come from my smarts
but rather the trials facing you
inspiring all of your arts
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