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A place to put my secret complex thoughts hidden by the scramble of everyday life.
Tuesday, April 27, 2004
PARADE OF FACADES
I want someone
to look deeply into my soul and understand who I am
without having to present this parade of facades for them to view.
The energy I use to direct them to the facade of the day thwarts me to an endless exhaustion.
I am common throughout the day.
I, with a pen in my hand
I am threatening
and
I, with a song powered by my voice
I am unstoppable and know that I am blessed.
Nothing makes me happier than to sing my way into people's lives.
I want someone
to look deeply into my soul and understand who I am
without having to present this parade of facades for them to view.
The energy I use to direct them to the facade of the day thwarts me to an endless exhaustion.
I am common throughout the day.
I, with a pen in my hand
I am threatening
and
I, with a song powered by my voice
I am unstoppable and know that I am blessed.
Nothing makes me happier than to sing my way into people's lives.
Wednesday, April 14, 2004
I DO NOT GROW...
I SETTLE
SO I CAN FEEL
MORE THAN I AM
WITHOUT BEING AS MUCH
AS I CAN BE
I WANT TO GROW
ON MY OWN
NOT INTO
OUT OF
OR BECAUSE OF
ANYONE ELSE.
I SETTLE
SO I CAN FEEL
MORE THAN I AM
WITHOUT BEING AS MUCH
AS I CAN BE
I WANT TO GROW
ON MY OWN
NOT INTO
OUT OF
OR BECAUSE OF
ANYONE ELSE.
Saturday, April 10, 2004
THE RINGS
The rings under my eyes
signify
the hours I put in
to not live in
the rain
and be sheltered from
and not shattered by
the outside world
while my muscles rest,
as my eyes dance
beneath their tupperware lids
and I carry on once again but without motion
still only believing in what I see
until I reopen my eyes
and an alarming reality wakes me.
The rings under my eyes
signify
the hours I put in
to not live in
the rain
and be sheltered from
and not shattered by
the outside world
while my muscles rest,
as my eyes dance
beneath their tupperware lids
and I carry on once again but without motion
still only believing in what I see
until I reopen my eyes
and an alarming reality wakes me.
Sunday, April 04, 2004
Although quiet my mind is extant
but silenced by blowing snow
I must grow again
grow from what I learn
instead of just learning and ignoring
the human dander
With my hackles up
I engage still in silence
I do not fight back
THe meaning of my name is "fighter"
I won't live up to it
I did not chose it
I fight indecision
I haven't decided on who wins yet
I have taken on a different voice
in my writing different
but i remain.
a timist who is always late
a realist who denies reality
but silenced by blowing snow
I must grow again
grow from what I learn
instead of just learning and ignoring
the human dander
With my hackles up
I engage still in silence
I do not fight back
THe meaning of my name is "fighter"
I won't live up to it
I did not chose it
I fight indecision
I haven't decided on who wins yet
I have taken on a different voice
in my writing different
but i remain.
a timist who is always late
a realist who denies reality
Friday, April 02, 2004
my blogs have been clogged
my mind has been robbed
I am a slave
to the very dollar
I save to empower
the staged fantasy
I entertain and fancy
give me something to rave about
even Red Dragon style
and I won't tell
you have my sword
my mind has been robbed
I am a slave
to the very dollar
I save to empower
the staged fantasy
I entertain and fancy
give me something to rave about
even Red Dragon style
and I won't tell
you have my sword
