THOUGHTS IN BLU POETRY©

POETRY BY DAVID GER

2011-11-17T11:56:00.000-05:00

"Every banana leaf dries in the end. "

Changes are best seen when one stays still,
it makes you feel isolated and out of touch
yet the change you experience is a great lesson to remember.
Remember what went wrong during changes which you are not part of.
Being that isolated and old fashioned is the virtue of tolerance to new things
that come with that capricious world.

Listen - "We listen to learn, not to be told what we already know."

The opposite of listening is not talking,
for if you are not listening then you really have nothing
to say on the subject matter.

The opposite of listening then is silence,
A silent person is not listening for the speaker needs an audience
who are full of understanding to the subject matter
And which better way to confirm you are listening by talking back.

"Doing without is the best way to solve a crime."

If you don't have it, then it is a question of how much you want it.
If desires are detrimental to core virtues to good living, then
doing without is better.
The point here is to tell accurately in a well deductive study of a crime happending before it does.
If one desires too much of what he or she does not have, then virtues are broken,
and crime occurs. It is that simple. Doing without perhaps is a good direction to thought.

SIMPLE MATTERS

2011-11-16T11:29:00.000-05:00

Life is less complicated when I am simple with my matters
I drink my tea
Butter my scone
Make my plans
And leave the phone unanswered
I smile when I want
Pretend when Im burnt
It's simpler that way

INTUITION

2011-11-15T13:00:00.000-05:00

The sound of my voice booms loudly inside my mind
An unknown feeling lurks around waiting for me to answer
I do not know who or what it is
But it is loud

SPARE SOME CHANGE

2011-11-15T11:19:00.001-05:00

Change whistles in
like a new tune from yesteryear's moon
Taking on the shape and sound of right now
Evolving into the form of soon to come
It is constant and steady
Unwilling to bend
Change whisks away the stink of stagnant ways
The air is fresh
The noise is different

IT'S ALL IN THE EYES

2011-10-27T12:21:00.001-04:00

my lover said he cares

I have secured the shadows of his thoughts

when he sees me inside his dreams he stops and stares

at the great big browns behind my light and wispy hair

it's a new romantic time

pregnant with little regret
and more hope than one can expect
in his eyes I am queen

I envy the woman that he sees

the glow it brings when the stars in his eyes dance at the sight of me

he pulls me deep

until all that was lost gets found behind his dreamt of words

CABALLERO de AMOR

2011-10-13T15:21:00.000-04:00

He rode into her night with the gust of a Knight

A vivid restless captive

Ready to be free and soar high

He draws her out

And her cold heart begins to repair with the glance of a hot stare

In maiden form

She seeks the truth that floats inside an Italian vermouth

The taste is sweet

Her mind grows weak

Having saved her heart until it was wanted

She welcomes the mystique

Birds are present and singing a hymn

As he plucks her strings

Whispering his soul and the promise it brings

A POEM FOR THE PAST

2011-10-11T15:43:00.000-04:00

Forgotten is the old
Along with the diamonds that were sold
Regrets of innocence exposed
The genesis of the seeds that are sowed

Gone are the wicked days
Of youthful ways
The tempting embrace
Of a raging blaze

LOVE STILL GOOD

2011-10-08T15:59:00.000-04:00

Love the way in which he speaks
His words and how he thinks
Especially when he's talking to me

TWO PIECE ENSEMBLE

2011-10-02T04:00:00.000-04:00

Better days have been seen with clear eyes

And the times in between are covered up by grey skies

KING FAUSTO

2011-09-28T19:00:00.000-04:00

I feel involved
beyond ecstasy
spread even
thru space and time

LIFETIME

2011-09-28T14:42:00.000-04:00

O the times of life
The days of right
I pray that more shall come
And all that is lost shall find its place

AEGTE KAERLIGHED

2010-12-07T15:59:00.001-05:00

Back in my life

Back in my thoughts

Back to the future

And what matters most

FOR ADAM MATHENGE

2010-09-06T19:00:00.005-04:00

A poem written for Zellah Mathenge to read at her father's service.

I thought of words to say

To make this moment count in every way

Son, husband, father, grandfather

A man with many roles

To which you played with learned control

Forgetting the pain and remembering your smile

Makes it easier to continue with each growing day

I believe that the loss of the one we love

Is the gain of an angel above

So we don't wish to mourn

For you are at peace

Instead

Celebrate your life and the precious moments in which you increased

Our father, our friend

We come together as one today

And give thanks for your life and your presence in ours

We look up to the sky and feel your everlasting love and power

Your life will forever live on within us

Rest well

Rest peacefully

HOUR GLASS

2010-09-04T17:18:00.001-04:00

Best part of an hour
Are the minutes in between
The ticking
And the grain of the sand from within

LIGHT BULB

2010-09-03T18:39:00.001-04:00

His words called me back

So I went
Guard down
Hope high
I traveled on wheels to see if it was real
His written claim of undying love and will to change
It felt easy to believe what the past had staged
But reality is
Love isn’t enough
Not when it takes more than one part to make a whole work

MAGNOLIA MELODY

2010-08-15T19:38:00.002-04:00

The black is bright
In a moment that feels familiar and light
Occupied by the warmth of something good
A haunting and beautiful melodic tune
Much like the shape of a crescent moon
She's been here before
When eyes are closed
And the time is dark
Where dreams are bold
And the mind is stuck
Captured inside the clear blue
Feel the emergence of love to come
As he plucks the strings of her heart
And plays a glissando that sets him apart
Oh the sound of music and all its fun
Shall it never end before the midnight sun

COMPLEX CONTRADICTION

2010-08-02T13:25:00.003-04:00

Bang Bang
Bang Bang

Silence

The confused sound of a straight round

Quiet truths behind a loud laugh

People are never as they seem

I’d rather live inside the dream

At least then I know it's unreal

And I can spare my cold heart from a warm feel

SPARE PARTS

2010-06-22T16:41:00.004-04:00

PART ONE
The more I think about it
The more I feel like the shiny prize at the end of the race
A trophy to be won at the end of the day
And I pray that when the best man wins
He'll be just as shiny

PART TWO
I'm a hopeless romantic and I still believe in moons and stars and dreams that are far
I believe in love and the abstract idea of love
How it transcends across the masses and flows endlessly through life's passage
It makes me woozy as it refills my cup with liquid hope

EYES WIDE SHUT

2010-06-14T13:15:00.002-04:00

Mouth lies
Body cries
Deserted by the decay of old flies
It's getting late
And the sound of the wind
Is blowing me awake

WOMANHOOD

2010-06-04T07:39:00.006-04:00

The cloak of her title role
Full bodied mind and soul
Deep within the womb
Protected like golden treasures inside a tomb
Handcrafted by the finest of Gods
Designed to evade the facade
Hear the roar Feel the blast
As winds blow Blood flows
Surviving life in bittersweet throes
Tears of the sun
Wash away the undone
Like the phoenix rising through the heat
The rhythm of her beat sounds off in the east

VISAGE OF WAR

2010-04-23T13:54:00.008-04:00

Darkness in the bright of day

Run to hide from rifles stray

Living inside a nightmare of dreams
Look to sky for signs of reprieve

Awake and afraid

Stuck in between

The role reversal of life as it seems

MR. B.

2010-04-19T14:25:00.002-04:00

Unusual suspect

Not to be mistaken as an object

He is a subject

A PERFECT LYRIC

2010-04-13T03:18:00.006-04:00

You took something perfect and painted it Red - Daniel Merriweather

TANYA'S JOURNAL

2010-04-11T12:59:00.005-04:00

Watch the signs
Read the times
It’s all written in between the lines
Her words on time spent
The obvious staring me in the face

As I secretly flipped the page
He was still the same person
Not much had changed
The final scene before the curtain draw
Something I needed to see
To finally set myself free

UPTOWN JAZZ

2010-03-28T20:44:00.006-04:00

And so it is
Back in the confined walls of her lover's sprawl
The dwellings of a hidden existence
Where comfort lives and warmth is
Deep in the far east
A place where the heart beats
Feels like a real breeze
In doses of small degrees
And so she is
Swooning in the arms of complex charm

IN LOVE & WAR

2010-03-22T11:19:00.001-04:00

It's funny
I was thinking about war yesterday
Thinking that at the drop of a dime
I am ready and able to wage war

But making love is different
I want the mood set
The planets must be in order
It has to be just right

HIS WORDS

2010-03-21T20:14:00.001-04:00

In the brief time we shared,
when I am in your presence,
Everything seems right.

For that moment,
nothing else matters
and I can't see anything else
but you.

RIPE FOR THE PICKING

2010-03-17T18:52:00.000-04:00

Strange fruit he is
Maybe I'll take a bite
and
Nourish my soul with his seeds

SLIPPERY THOUGHTS

2010-03-16T19:00:00.001-04:00

It’s a rainy day,
wind gushing in every direction
trying to catch my attention.
He knows how much I love the rain;
and when it pours,
He calls.

MASKED AVENGER

2010-03-04T00:36:00.000-05:00

Unrequited love that matters most
Often finds a way to dance about and boast
Intoxicating the senses
While humbling it's concealed intentions

HOPELESS ROMANTIC

2010-03-03T00:40:00.005-05:00

Abysmal breaths of cool air on a mid-summer’s eve
Fill the bosom with hopeful warmth
That perchance she does not stand alone
But rests easy amongst a bed of carefully pitted emotions
Handpicked by the finest of Gods

TICK TOCK

2010-03-03T00:40:00.004-05:00

Here on silver platter is the proof of my written existence and unwasted design.

DANZY

2010-03-02T23:52:00.000-05:00

Sealed inside the walls of strong cement
Beyond the thickness of a foggy bottom
He meets me half way
Between the bridge of a new day

DEFINED TIME

2010-03-02T22:43:00.012-05:00

Inside the dark with little spark
Fantasy quietly dwells
Weaving stories of desired glory
As she stares aimlessly across the room
At something she cannot live without

Eyes blurry
Thoughts scurried

It is known then that love is deep
Deep beyond the mask

Closer to the soul

INVICTUS by William Ernest Henley

2010-03-02T22:35:00.001-05:00

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

LOVELY LOVE

2010-02-24T18:47:00.000-05:00

its all in the eyes
the untold stories of glassy spies
it's there
hidden within the plot of a good surprise
a well-controlled but knowing smile
it's the unsung glory of a beautiful disguise
engaging the blind from a thousand miles

HELLO, AGAIN

2010-02-15T15:04:00.004-05:00

Sound of the beating rain
Pouring down again
Falling from a different direction
Heartfelt angles of reflection

BAMBIE BROWN EYEZ

2010-02-09T13:48:00.006-05:00

Doe-eyed
Love-like
Staring inside the middle of a high tide
Burns bright
Second sight
Gazing deeper into the eyes of a tall knight

AWAY WITH WORDS

2010-02-08T12:26:00.002-05:00

pulled apart
carried away by the words on the wings of flying thoughts
left to be
fluttering aimlessly towards the sound of poetic winds
creative things
mind slings
visual strands in high command
destination sky

BYE BYE BIRDIE

2010-02-08T12:25:00.000-05:00

Starting to feel like the meet was part of an illustrious dream
A dream so sweet that it consumed all senses
Broke a few fences
Stuck inside
Low on pride
Feel the blow from the heat of the steam
Length of his smile
Depth of his eyes
It existed if only for a moment
Like a figment of romantic imagination
It's gone

FIGMENTS

2010-02-06T21:33:00.004-05:00

It happened
They met
It was felt
They saw
It was real
The abstract birth of hearts delight

BLANK CANVAS

2010-02-01T10:32:00.000-05:00

Looking for something to write
But I’m stuck in between the words
Right before the thoughts

HARD TO KICK

2010-02-01T10:30:00.001-05:00

He,
Is both drug and pusher
One mask with two tasks
She,
The addicted puppet
No will with strong needs

Inside the corners
Of the Dark Plum Room
She is caught in a tragic trance
As he injects her with his lethal poetic words
She is lost with no chance

SLOW DANCING IN A BURNING ROOM

2010-01-20T13:08:00.011-05:00

Its felt;
In between each kick
Right before the next beat
In the middle of a stolen glimpse
And with the pluck of every string

WHITE LIQUID COURAGE

2010-01-19T13:05:00.002-05:00

Pulse beating to the snap of the feeling
Jump with no parachute
Falling deeper
Onyx black
He's beautiful

Heart racing to the taste of liquid music
Guzzled poetry in a bottle
Falling deeper
Africa black
She's beautiful

BORDEAUX BLACK

2010-01-18T00:22:00.017-05:00

Passionately with desire
Lit up with fire while we dance side to side as it purple rains
Like fine wine it gets better with sweet time
Sultry violins play quiet tunes to the soundtrack of a bright moon
Light headed from thin strings
Heavy hearted with romantic things

SHOWER SCENE

2010-01-04T15:44:00.003-05:00

Eyes closed;
As I stare out into the sun
Watch the burning desire of heaven's plum
Showers of passion and energy
Step out clean and renewed

ONE NEVER KNOWS...

2010-01-04T15:40:00.003-05:00

...that's what he says
when he doesn't know what to say
Or isn't quite ready to say yes

One never knows what we shall see
What dreams may come
Or what the future will be

CHECKED BAGGAGE

2009-12-28T15:30:00.011-05:00

Potato sack is full of junk
Can never make it to one place
Back starts to give out from all the pulling
Tired, frustrated, beaten
Can't seem to let go of the baggage
It goes everywhere
Trailing slowly behind
Leaving dusty prints and embarrassing hints
Sun is hot
Mouth is dry
Finally ready to let go

THIRTY

2009-12-23T03:01:00.005-05:00

Gone is the age of innocence
Present is the era of womanhood
As I clutch my pearls and listen to the beat of a new sound
I can see clearer now the face of hidden clouds
Hear me roar
Look at me go after the red string of golden dreams

EVERLASTING

2009-12-21T10:46:00.000-05:00

I've changed;
Much like the seasons do four times a year.
I feel pretty, I get cold, I look hot and act cool
But still;
My strength remains infinite like thy neighbors pool.

SPIES

2009-12-15T16:53:00.004-05:00

Beautiful to sit inside the moment and take it in,
especially when there's something more than meets the eye.

WORD LIFE

2009-12-15T16:36:00.003-05:00

As the world turns and the band plays,
nothing left but words in black and thoughts in grey.

STUDIO MUSIC

2009-11-27T00:18:00.004-05:00

I miss it - the sound
Boom boom clap boom clap
Standing in the middle of loud
Feeling my heartbeat pound
It's pulling me back
Boom clap boom boom clap

OLDER

2009-11-09T10:20:00.002-05:00

Shades of a wise grey
Strengthened by times of a new day
Feel it creeping ever so gently
Taking sweet time as it molds the used clay

PANAFRIC

2009-11-06T18:50:00.007-05:00

I must've been five or six years young
It was a sunny day
An easy play
The pool was practically empty
As we basked under the hot African sun

Mother and I frolicked in the cool water
Splashing about and giggling aloud
We were almost at the deep end
Not quite but almost
I let go of her for a split second and lost my balance
Couldn't feel the bottom with my feet
Felt myself sink

I began to panic

Mother quickly turned around
I could see the frightened look in her eyes
As she swam towards me
I grabbed her neck with all my might
Pulling her under
We struggled to fight
Gasping for air we were quite the sight

After what seemed like an eternity we settled down
Stretched our legs and felt the ground
We made it to the side of the pool
Holding on to the hot brick
Looking around to see if anyone had a clue

We took a minute
Hugged each other
Bust out in laughter
Like two fools
We almost drowned that afternoon swimming at Panafric

VILLAGE OF KINGS

2009-11-06T18:41:00.002-05:00

What an interesting sign
I thought to myself
Immediately intrigued
Slowed down the speed
Thinking aloud who lives within

It's the perfect name
I thought to myself
Village of Kings! Village of Kings!
Wonder what this exit brings

It brought a poem...

Seated on thrones
Since the day they were grown
Ruling the land and all that is owned
I'm a King! I'm a King!
Twas’ written in stone
I will lead! I will lead!
Tis’ scripted in scroll

BLACK WIDOW

2009-10-28T10:57:00.007-04:00

Oh what a tangled web we weave,

When first we practise to deceive!

-Sir Walter Scott, Marmion, Canto vi. Stanza 17.

Scottish author & novelist (1771 - 1832)

EX's & OH's

2009-10-26T20:29:00.005-04:00

Fly east to the home of your soul
Oh what a ravishing sight to behold
Yellowed love is back and in control
Oh how it longs to be whole

JOY RISING

2009-10-25T14:48:00.005-04:00

(Inspired by Oprah & Director-Michael Gracey)

Joyful tears awake the mass mistake of a great debate
Life is what it's made to be despite the trade
Happy ones with thoughts of chance
Wearied are those that resist the dance

GO FORTH!

2009-10-24T13:13:00.004-04:00

It's magical;
Running towards the unknown
Into the darkness of the ozone
Golden torches blazing
Young heartbeats racing
Fueled with fighter's delight
Led forth by sweetness and light
Go forth to the beginning!
Go forth into the end!

THE DAY AFTER THE NIGHT BEFORE

2009-10-23T18:47:00.001-04:00

Life stands still as time moves on to chase a thrill
Free laughter fills the air as it spreads magic around the circle

Bouncing balls of light dance inside our eyes as we come alive
and language is translated through the unspoken dialect of the myopic eye

Sweet scented Perdomo cigars intoxicate the senses
Leaving behind an odorous memory of mixed pretenses

IT WANTS-WHAT IT WANTS

2009-10-20T02:26:00.003-04:00

It’s quite possible the heart can be wrong,
and because of a lonely existence-
may cling to the first handsome emotion
willing it to be the one beautiful thing it desires.

CHILD'S PLAY

2009-10-20T02:13:00.002-04:00

Today,
I'm engaged
Drawn inside the lines
Of all the thoughts outside my box

NEXT STOP IS THE SKY

2009-10-14T23:01:00.000-04:00

Believing you can achieve the unattainable has proven to be magical beyond the wildest of dreams, like a super natural constant high it makes you soar with invisible wings.

ON THE FENCE

2009-10-14T23:00:00.001-04:00

Officially in an unofficial state of mind
Governed by peaceful thoughts of random sorts
It seems unfair to risk unruly wars of the mind

THE LONER

2009-10-09T17:10:00.006-04:00

Lay alone and count the stars
Think of days and nights to hail
Sighs of relief at the dawn of day
Hopes of light at the dusk of night

PASSION & SLUMBER

2009-09-28T19:08:00.010-04:00

Their time spent together feels connected from a previous life. They exist. His touch makes her appreciate the sense far more than she ever did. He asks if she is ready to retire to bed and she nods yes. He stands before her, and one after the other, slowly moves the strap to her brown dress over her shoulder until it hangs in the balance of her arm. Take it off. She does. Never breaking the trance for fear the moment may dissipate. He takes her hand and leads the way. The night’s sleep is long, and when morning comes, a kiss goodbye is all that’s done.

PAST LIFE

2009-09-28T18:43:00.002-04:00

He has a way of making thoughts spew from the deep and hidden barrels of quiet minds.
Find myself speaking freely and virtually with high hopes that my words will penetrate and produce new faith in a lost cause.

THE GREAT ESCAPE...shyt out of luck..lol

2009-09-24T10:26:00.002-04:00

MONDAY BLUES

2009-09-21T12:35:00.000-04:00

Today we're alone again
Gone is the past
Time to wipe the tear stains
And move on from the blast

JOSEPHINE 1916 - 2009

2009-09-18T22:41:00.003-04:00

She's gone.
Left behind are the ashes that made up her existence.
I'm undone.
All I'm left with is the gaping absence of her existence.

THE BEST KIND OF LAZY

2009-08-04T17:20:00.002-04:00

Afternoons-Water-Basking-Sun
Barefoot Feel Earth Under Toes
Wine-Sweets-Music-Rain
Indulge Live Forget All Woes

IT'S CALLED DESIRE, BABY!

2009-08-04T17:17:00.005-04:00

I desire to live out my dreams in color
Choose the right words
Fight the good fight
And live on as a Literary scholar

I desire to live out my dreams in color
Document my thoughts
Sell some books
And earn the all American dollar

Eternal Joy

2009-07-23T18:40:00.002-04:00

Fly like the shooting star
Rise up high like the burning flame
Shine bright as the golden sun
Be strong and stake the claim

DREAMER

2009-07-23T18:34:00.002-04:00

Seems unfair when the beat is lost
Heart of gold feels it the most
Change of mind when nothings found
Waiting for time to bring back the sound

FULL OF FAITH

2009-07-15T17:15:00.003-04:00

It’s unnerving going through the motions, but somehow the days go by and it gets better with each moment.
Right when you think you can’t take anymore-you take on the inevitable and move on to the next day with a little bit more strength-a little bit more will-and it does get better.

His Place

2009-07-15T17:00:00.002-04:00

I'm in a strange land
A strange but incredibly open space
Where things flow free with gentle ease and purpose

Just Be

2009-07-15T16:59:00.000-04:00

Been feeling a great deal but hiding it to epic lengths
Afraid to be all that I am and speak all that I can
Captivated in silence like the man in the iron mask
Will I manage to escape and pay a handsome reward for the rescue of my lost existence?

WHAT IT'S NOT

2009-07-14T13:28:00.002-04:00

This little poem was inspired by Nikki Giovanni's love poem "What It Is"

If there's a doubt it's probably wrong
If it burns that's because it's hot

If it breaks it was never strong
If it's priceless it can't be bought

If it rains it's bound to pour
If it makes you crazy you should probably run

If it truly sees you it won't ignore
If it's intended there's probably a pun

If it's perfect it's absolutely flawed
If there's no proof then it's not legit

If it's perpetrated it's a definite fraud
If it's not the right size it's not a good fit

If it meets you halfway that's not enough
And if it's too good to be true call its bluff

MEMORIA

2009-07-14T13:00:00.002-04:00

Erase time and watch as thoughts fade
Like the dust on buried bones
Tagged by concrete stone

CHERRY BLOSSOM...one of my favorite poems!

2009-07-14T12:59:00.003-04:00

If I wanted to hide and tuck away
One would find me in the attic
Standing in the middle of a tiny bathroom
Gazing endlessly through a little window
At the cherry blossom tree in the backyard

It would be spring
Just when the petals begin to bloom
Falling gracefully from heavens womb
And I
I’d be free with generous thought
Day dreams of every sort

FLOATER

2009-07-08T18:45:00.007-04:00

Underneath it all
Hear nothing
But the quiet flow
While submerged below

Looking up to the sky
See only
The loveliest shade of blue
Smiling down at me

PASS THE GLUE

2009-07-07T18:46:00.003-04:00

The rebirth of a broken heart
Shattered glass
On all fours
Looking for the pieces to put it back together
Make it better
Find some whole parts
Make a new heart
And have a fresh start

LONGING

2009-07-07T18:43:00.002-04:00

She writes and writes waiting for all the wrongs to be right
Thoughts consumed with the smell of successful perfume
Oh how she longs to be found
She writes and writes
Waiting for all the wrongs to be right

The Short Truth

2009-07-07T18:21:00.002-04:00

I don't dream in color as much
when we're apart
It's been that way
right from the very start

Uncertain

2009-07-07T18:09:00.003-04:00

In again out again
Never what it should've been
On again off again
Looking for signs to pull me in

MIND WASH

2009-06-16T00:12:00.001-04:00

A meeting place for all the shyt on my mind...

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Grateful Poet

2009-05-14T11:32:00.001-04:00

Thank Goodness for words, for without them my thoughts would be vacuous and my mind would be captive to silence.

WHAT I LIKE

2009-05-13T20:22:00.001-04:00

I've come to appreciate that after small battles we both end up stronger. We're more aware of who we are and what we're capable of individually and as a cohesive unit.

MISSING IN ACTION

2009-05-13T20:16:00.004-04:00

Blind to light
Afraid to see
Cold as night and hates to agree

Silent and mean
Filled with steam
Scarred by life and all it's strife

Never a smile
Hardly a wink
Makes it easy for other's to think

There’s an empty space where the heart should be
Something's missing and managed to flee

The Problem With Loving Someone

2009-05-09T21:20:00.007-04:00

Is that you risk the chance of unreciprocated love
You open your heart to every risk and heartbreak
Only to end up as a mourning dove

The Problem with Loving Someone

Is that you can't see past the rose-colored glass
Your eyes are blinded by the shiny glare
Completely oblivious to the snakey grass

The Problem with Loving Someone

Is that often times it turns out to be lust
And because it can be difficult to set them apart
It makes matters of the heart seem unjust

The Problem with Loving Someone

Is that either way you slice it
These problems exist
And no matter how you dice it
It's hard to resist

Outsider

2009-05-08T13:53:00.002-04:00

A poem from the April PAD Writing Challenge (Day 2)

We stand outside on cobbled path
Unsteady from the constant swirls
Looking in to feel the warmth
As we tremble from a frigid world

Half Woman - Half Amazing

2009-05-07T13:25:00.003-04:00

The light shines brightly in her favor.

SAMSON'S DELILAH

2009-05-07T13:22:00.002-04:00

The love affair with my hair ended abruptly
on the first day of August on a bloody Tuesday!
Scissors in one hand
Vengeance in the other
I watched
As it all came tumbling down like fall's leaves
God's speed
The end of a tragic era
Bittersweet comes to mind
Like a ruined mid-summer night's dream
There I stood
Lost and misty-eyed
Staring at my broken reflection
Wondering what happened to my strength

Routine

2009-05-04T23:37:00.001-04:00

A poem from the April PAD Writing Challenge (Day 8)

I have a particular routine from time to time,
where I think it's all over
and nothing or no one can save me.

Locked inside my space,
I don't answer the phone
don't return emails
and I certainly don't open the door.

I sit inside, tuck my pride,
and swear to Goodness it's all in stride.
A defense mechanism perhaps,
one that I'm quite accustomed to only when I feel blue.

It's a special relationship we share,
my moods and I.
A particular routine I bare,
from time to time.

ALAS!

2009-05-03T10:22:00.000-04:00

I AM OFFICIALLY ON THE QUEST TO COMPLETING MY SHORT STORY COLLECTION. FIVE IN TOTAL AND ONE POETRY MANUSCRIPT IN THE MAKING. I'M SUPER EXCITED!!

IN THIS MOMENT

2009-04-21T21:01:00.001-04:00

I'm at Bus Boys and Poets waiting for my brilliant friend Leslie Ward to read her remarkable poem, " Eating Your Words". I love this place for several reasons....the name, the atmosphere and the open market for free speech.

A QUESTION FOR HIM?

2009-04-20T12:54:00.000-04:00

HOW DO WE REVERSE THE CHEMISTRY?

INSPIRED POEMS BY LOVE FELT

2009-04-14T23:44:00.005-04:00

ARMOR
Call me the coward
But I am compelled to protect this still bleeding heart
Instead of jumping like a rebel with no cause
Still healing from old wounds
With no room left for a hopelessly romantic doom

WISHFUL THINKING
-Be it as it may,
I need this moment to stay.
Maybe then,
I can change my wicked ways.

THAT NIGHT
-I am in love with the idea of love,
What it represents and how it transcends across the masses.
Hidden behind the hills and beneath the surface
There’s a chance it may be found buried deep in the middle of the night
Between flashing lights and still photos, among friends and crystal bottles.

HARLEM
-Across the river and past the trees,
beyond this world and towards the breeze,
is exactly where my love lives.

PRE-EVICTION
-My last fond memory of him was spent in my home,
right before I no longer lived there.