Category Archives: Poets Corner

The Whole Swallow


Words
I speak breath life
expression that I find hard to deny
robust
emotions that crave attention
yet fear judgement
they want to be
heard
pay attention because meanings are buried deep within
to know them
is to know…

Words fear neglect
they just want to be
understood
make a difference
even if its the size of a mustard
seed

Oh I need you to hear me
Feel the words I speak
envelope you
develop you hold you
like a blackout blowing your back out
shadow dance
around the back shot
then back out and lash out
while I Commit verbal
mood swings
a plethora of tendencies of life

fore words fear
neglect
they just want to be understood
make a difference
even if its
the size of a mustard seed

Words
might be true, could be mean
but
oh well its just feelings of expression
visions of spoken sound fluttering
journeys serene being
Free un-adultered scenes- Dreams
landscaped filled
thoughts and images
concoct blurred lines and question marked
themes
orion⿿s sun-melted belt sitting sound in a clouded sky-line
high-rise

Words
breath taking reverent vague tongue
relives
perspectives horizons shadowed low-rise
After all its from the slanted
eye⿿s
point of view from which we speak

Respect the words of
experience
they end up meaning more than what was first
Thought.

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Ever After


After the romance and sweet sounds of linguistic tongue touching and laughter stops…

whats left

the return of investments I’ve been depositing for so long have the interest of caged bird song fall upon deaf ear and blind eye

I need a withdrawal slip

Something that tells me what its all worth

for years I have fed you with bits and inches of me day by day at a time

digging deeper and deeper with nouns and verbs committing grammatical sins giving myself meaning to reason dream and write rhyme

to prove hell and mountains will move before

I’m touched

with the momentum to change minds

building up character, showing courage, dining out with commitment

to free

well versed lines

I don’t mean to be selfish but this wasn’t for you

it was for I

I needed what I wanted

out of me so that I can get the best out of you

selfish

no selfless

I contend

the worst parts of you

brought out the best parts of me

I just want to know when the rainbow disappears

and the sky cries

and plea’s begin to thunder out echoes

of worse times and dead butterflies

quaking grounds will shake

royal rumbles will break true lies

bubbling lava seeps into loose ties

will my angel with clipped wings

still be able to fly

After the romance

sweet sounds of linguistic tongue

touching and laughter stops

whats left

whether you or I

hell and mountains will move before

I’m touched

with momentum to change time

rewind minds and forget about the moment

I made a choice

to deposit

sublime injections

of kaleidoscope erections versions

of me spilled over til the day that I die

remnants of my emotions still writing

from the scripted tight rope walk

intense deep exhale

because it was I who

was chosen to keep you high


Change


With the morning dew refreshed

thinking of a life redressed

How would it be,

a field of flowers

seeds planted in ground

no showers

should we dare grow

a colorless field

filled with different archetypes

side effects in plain view

sorted climate change

distorted by way of natures abstract

how would we think of  beauty

untamed


Trying


Im Trying…
A tear stained heart left however broken
could not match the whole sum of my soul 
filled full of total empty space
Im trying
but lost love is held captive somewhere
and I’m determined to find this disgraced arithmetic
that makes me up
cradled between certain uncertainties
countless desires, needs unmet
wants never set
a bastard child with feelings of neglect
so I try
to field the void filled with equal pieces of you
act out thoughts of fantasies 
thats less than or equaling a sum greater than you
yet I fear that its you that my dreams speak
missing in action
reality holding on for a  sublime glimpse
seeking hints or reflections of you 
in me 
I am her son shadowing undefined
unidentified face 
nothing to do with you
so I try
to find me defined in my best image
to erase traces of your mistakes 
because now I’ve grown and the need of you
has been replaced with needing me
I’ve explored these soup kitchens closed doors and all
trying to grow
trying to find my mold in this melting pot
stirred with missing parts
Im trying
not to build myself from the remnants of
what I have been through
her smile
his stature
our views
experiences
I have learned to use everything  I could
disguising chamelionizing
But right now I must dedicate this piece
to the journey of finding
me

Care Anymore


When did it become

hit and runs

championing trophies

divide and conquest

How did we destroy your beauty

stop enjoying the simplicities

of conversation

noticing your pet peeves

hearing that sweet symphonic

sound in your laughter

how did we start putting

sex before sex

wheres the value in investments

plundering and pillaging

adventurous lust compelling

guts for glory

where is the chase

what makes it worth while

knowing you before I know you

knowing what I like about you

before  knowing how to like you for you

how can one determine worth

when countless others have tried

to show me for you

I am at a loss beginning to think that

this is how the world should

treat you

despite my values and belief in courtship

one day you will be my daughter

or he your son

and I will have to live with

the world I have helped shape

convince you

to look at me the same

as I look at you

where is forever in that

I pray that control and discipline

continue to direct me

in the way of valuing so i can be

the reason for my own not to

devalue


Soar


Take me to a place

filled full of fantasy, dreams

exonerated ecstasy.

create magnetic sparks filtered excite

beneath skin driving heart beats

inspired movements loudly calling out

climactic chivalry

lasting morning

noon

and night

give me something to eat

something to feel while feeding

watch life digest

brains expand

blossoming like flowers

with the sun’s dew dilingence

imparting light

give me a world unimaginable

so I can take it

and imagine new levels

setting my sights and creating it all over again


Shadow box


lifes crowded rooms bloom

shaded faces infiltrate

fade to black consume


YOU


 
You
Take me away
with words 
the whole song and dance of our expressions
 
Do they not permeate mind blossoming emotions
that cause some type of action stance reaction
definitive
 
In imaginations permanent rainbow arc
 
You 
Take me away
with sounds
as I read aloud and dream
 
of dreams taking me on adventures
exploring my past lives conjuring epic reels of
fresh life details answers and movement
 
having a voice to give a voice the lovely power of sound thought
 
You
take me away
with seeds
planted belief in variations of possibility
 
give me the torch to succeed in my craft
as I painlessly pour my passion on a pen or a pad
maybe a mac
 
So that I can be apart of your journey and create a version of
higher inspired filled images
that only you
can help develop
 
Until then
 
You,
keep taking me away
with….
 
countless others paving the way
sharing and uniting  missions to 
write and recreate
 

How do you….


How do you do that

mask your emotions

and hide your thoughts

 

How do you

 

pretend to be happy

act ok

let them have their way

 

How do you

 

handle the pain

not blame those for the reign

continue to smile

 

How do you

 

still care

still help

still offer chances

 

how do you

 

believe what they tell you

listen to their lies

remain so calm

 

how do you?

 

Its simple

I know who and what I am

and exactly what I’m not

no one can change that but me

 


I am he – We are you


I heard what you had to say yesterday

the pain felt anger

condemning those who seek to control the outcome

conveyance of blatant murder

they say the flavor of death has been seasoned

by we who sprinkle tweaks

in audibles of failed reason

claiming it’s ok when we

let

lo-jacking our young

start

hi-jacking our minds

we begin to start killing our kind

silently

postponing thoughts of saving countless lives

loosing them to the streets whether it be black on black crime

or mishandled weapons of mass destructions

still we choose when to yell bloody murder

ouija

are you with me

there’s bound to be plenty of fruitful nights

lying ahead just around the bend

over there…

yes, and right here

look in your backyards

because while we lay sleep-dormant to the fight

I am still him

and we are still you

lost ones dying in the light

caught in the crosshairs of an uneven life

pitted within the mixture of matchbox realities

and hand grenades

who stands witnesses to those cocktail bombs thrown

at hollowed tree’s and burning crosses

lives hanging in the balance

triggers pulled as chaos runs through the night

maybe we are scared of the fight

too numb to find a way to deliver proper justice

in the hour when no one is looking

I never thought death

a natural happening

would attack before its scheduled time

an unbecoming enemy considering the inevitable

what becomes of…

I am him and we are you

when it causes me to keep check of my neck and shoulders

when it scares the innocent to be stopped by those blue marching soldiers

I understand the notion of those who think we dont know about the countless others

but we do

ill-advised experiences have shown me to save myself so I can write the plight

of unforgotten memories in remembrance of you

me

we

at the end of the day we dont need things to be televised

this type of…

well hell

lets just say it happens everyday

and why who is the blame

who should feel ashamed

we continue to let it happen

I use to think it was a choice of lifestyle that caused us not to speak

but its plain to see

theres to many dangers in standing up

when murderers are allowed to roam free

we are afraid and held captive by our own mental trappings

so today will remain to be like yesterday

our past, present and future are written

Miss America-petty thoughts

are we about knowledge or about change

American pain.


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