Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts

Friday, March 23, 2012

the fever's rolling in
the blues is back again
the reflection begins

what the hell!
where to now?
pretty sure i had it all figured out.
settled, calm, cool, and protected.
everything seemed in perfect perspective.
leave it to me to destroy the collective;
i've got a knack at defying objectives.

oh my, i'm digging my grave.
six feet deeper, and i'll feel brave.
shove me in, i can do the rest.
but don't leave me alone, i'm not feeling my best.

talk to me through the ground
and i'll tell you what i've found ...
what put me into this compound ...
what was so profound.
why i'm so fucking down.




 

Monday, January 16, 2012

weight in gold

 (just wrote a new song - but haven't recorded it yet - so ... here are the lyrics)

we've been going at this for a long time
want a little peace
but we take it all in stride
and we laugh when we really wanna cry
just choke it all down

and we need to move away from this snow
settle in a place where it doesn't get cold
so we can sleep naked as the day
that we were born

but time will only tell when we live or die
i hope to god or whatever that i'm by your side
there's nothing that i would love more than this
and if we keep our chin up we'll never grow old
our bodies might fail but we'll never be sold
down the river of every man's dream when we'll have our own
that's worth it's weight in gold

we both know that change is coming soon
but we'll be just fine if we push on through
send our fears flying off to the moon
and don't look back

so lets hold onto this thought
have a little smile, not be so distraught
and we'll make the best of this spot
that we're in

but time will only tell when we live or die
i hope to god or whatever that i'm by your side
there's nothing that i would love more than this
and if we keep our chin up we'll never grow old
our bodies might fail but we'll never be sold
down the river of every man's dream when we'll have our own
that's worth it's weight in gold

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

ranting.

make, break or busted
i'm enraged and disgusted
by the lack of the people
screaming out for
evolution
revolution
constitution
oh
it doesn't mean a thing
just another piece of paper
idiotic scribblings
wont keep us safe
keep us warm
keep us all safe from harm
and if i die before i wake
the universe, my soul to take
spreading out across the sky
stardust redemption in my eyes
burst and scatter
further go
become one with all to hold
in the center of my being
i am you and you are me
and together
we are everything
everything
that we see

but do my ears deceive me
dare i utter the repeat
there's no stomping in the streets
no screaming out for some relief
and if so
screaming be silent
it's a coined quiet riot
with the deadliest objectives
narrow minded perspectives
and take shelter
(it's so dangerous)
from all the herding sheep
flocking together
soaked in terror
a mass produced barrier
between me and all the better
it's that 'goodness' that i'm after
after all
i make the call
when i go right
when i go wrong
and when i ask 'do i belong'
so i stand strong
and beat along
to all the war drums
filled with song
and raise my hands
with loving sways
to feel the energies we save
and instantly exuding
all awareness that's occurring
planting seeds
reaping sow
harvesting where you can go
without question
disrespect
it's a risk that we all take
or should, at very least
to make a difference
to take an interest
in human kind
learn to swim
or die

private eye

eyelids drawn back in a state of numbness
delusion
too many toxins in my blood today

i’m awake and aware
this room is dark and muted
brain slugged up with soupy software
glossy eyes gaze before me
a part of me and this screen
this scene is killing slowly
below me are these feet
firmly planted on the ground

i’m obliterated
annihilated but accepting
exhausted but still ticking
my fingers picking every key specifically
clicking, tapping, pushing
return
return
late night privacy
private eye ecstasy
kiss me
you fool

on my knees
in an obsequious manner
scorned but wanting more

melodic undertones

beating rhythmic hearts in flow
with simple tones in drone
spinning circles
faster, faster
holding breath of songbirds
blooming, resonating
total recognition
the power of absolution in our absence of dedication
to ourselves and our souls

squeaking calliope in the foreground
mocking laughter in the street
cyclical blaspheming is not so discreet
piping from youthful lungs
though it’s a common song sung
spinning circles
faster, faster
then we all fall down

human dilation
exercised electrical synapses
brain wave function on a level
higher than this dimension
forthright and upfront
spoken melodies understated
bubble gum background castrated
feel as i feel
as they see
as you want

spinning circles
faster, faster
then we all fall down

back down

i tip my hat and back out gracefully.

transcended beyond a lesser me;
an incomplete version
of a lost little woman.
i've upgraded
and the air is thin here.

shoved aside, tucked away
ignored and still swallowed pride.
i let my ego stand aside.
though the hurt still flows
just as heavy
twisting through every bend of my mind and body
and I can't help but wonder,
when does this end?

i've given my heart.  i've given my soul.
i've dedicated, committed, promised, and cried.

perhaps this is my lesson
among the many other things
and for those who need it
i will always bend.

dew drops

swaying as the wind does
in it's early morning wake
and the dew drops hold
late memories of the night
picturesque in darkened drab
with plight
and the pendulum swings
tick
tock
tick
tock
pacing with the hearts of lovers
lost in the race
with a quick embrace
nothing more than a sigh
in due passing

screams of angst and passion ring out
through the damp night air
as the city sleeps

souls quarrel
fixated on the only thing they trust
in themselves
to hold and be held
begging for affection and attention
and a little security
because we all have our worries
and the need for a pat on the back
with whispers in our ears
that
"it'll be okay".

singing the sweetest lullaby
breathy words wavering in song
to calm the nerves
cooing us to sleep
in this time of hate
and resistance to change
clinging on to comfort
things to pass the time
thoughts flooding our bodies
of the present and past lives
but i digress.

peace and love be with you tonight
we all sleep here
under the sky of black
stricken with stars and planets alike
which makes this whole connection
seem plausible
in dew drop light.