Saturday, October 08, 2005

just one

im thinking of words
but lacking the verbs
of what my expressions
trying to preserve
a perverse dipictoin
with out a discription
of ever present action
with out a prediction
restrictions iposed
by things you may loath
leave you illegal
and only half clothed
it goes to the brink
locked into just think
of fantastic fictions
while truth passes with a blink
dont stink up the logic
the invaluable thought process
with ideas of unexplainable
unintelligable progress
those blockheads lack hope
they walk around in a mope
what can you give them
but a few words to cope
its a joke of the day
so please stay away
let my practice my dying
in my own perverse way

Friday, October 07, 2005

thank you

a love so hard to describe
that lives in a place so hard to define
he works in me slowly
id barely notice it
or know it was going on
if he hadent promised me it would happen
i pray for it
day after day
hour after hour
i bet for it
moment after moment
every time i rest my head
i love him so much
hes changed my life compleatly
i cant believe that its true
its made me feel so full
some times i brim
with excitment and joy
some times i just lay
with a gently sence of contentment
thinking of everything ive been given
and how nothing i have to offer
could ever stand near
this love

Thursday, October 06, 2005

L

a logical linguist
looking for lyrics
like lighting laughing
at learly leftists
let this eclectic
lumborous life
leave you looking
like lice
in your living
lodging longing for
locality
litigious legality
lewd lexicons of lesser
lucidity lummox lumps
lessen the lessons of
lying while lying
loudmouths linger
with loveseat
lovesickness
and lovestruck
lucidness
luminarys lundge lustily lower
longing for lore of liable
lawnmowers
life liefs
and Lyons leaps at loud
louvers and lously lowbeam
Londoners this looseleaf
lope through linguistic lands
leaves lesser lions lost
while longevity laughs

Wednesday, October 05, 2005

essence of dilverance

the essence of dileverance
taken
as a snap shot of the mind
the thoughts of hope
gleaming
like sun
off of wet pavement
patience that abounds
and flows
like a river
as the snow of winter melts
joy that fills
and abounds
over and again
just for you to become enveloped in
trust like the sun
rising every morning
setting every eventing
and never going out in between
love
that delves
to the bottome of your soul
so full and compleate
no matter what words were put here
they would never be able to contain
a drop of the essance of dilverance

no title

illicit depictions
of explicit restrictions
pacing or running
for potential victims
the dilusion
of miscontstued polution
diveriges at a reunion
of the mind to the body
from everything youve been doin
its so easy to get lost
despite the cost of the frost
its still cold in the closet
groping in the dark
will not help you find a spark
of life in side a place
your trapped
the heart is where you need to tap
but not you your self
you cant help your self
when you look on the inside
all you see is evil
trivial useless
humanistic drivel
putrid disgusting
bound to just snivel
drivel and gripe
about good or bad types
things in life
and what causes stryfe
how come something bad
create in itself good
id dont think it can happen
i think thats understood
knock on wood
try to be lucky
or just be like "shucks gee"
how did that happen
i didnt know it was me
inside of us all
lies a beast in the hiding
we try to control
but i think its just biding
its time and its place
for a proper display
of whats inside us
much to our dismay
we play and joke
laugh and live
fight and hate
take and give
but in the end
its all the same
this earth cant help us
with the pain
the insane suffering
the futile buffering
of our selves for this earth
we usually just suck it in
but it takes so much courage
to admit your weakness
id love to fight this scourage
with gods tender kiss

alliviation

illustrious ellagence
stolen from across the fence
if you havent earned it
think about what it represents
a stole future
and a broken dream
for you and the vicitm
the things you dont seem
to comprehend
and understand
or grapple with
in your master plan
theres so much more
than what you can gain
through nafareous means
and inflicting pain
theres patience
progressions
honesty
not deception
i kno the concepts
dont quite translate
and all the ideas
become lost in a race
or morals
and ideals
that you look at
but dont feel
so take a few moments
and let go your not hopeless
take a moment to breath
and put life back in focus

freedom

intresting thoughts
that are frought with distrought
and feeling the rot
from all of this pot
but wether or not
im ready to stop
depends on the questin
of deepening thought
its a chance to escape
and reciprocate
all the lies and the hate
hmmm isnt that great
i hope theres better
than this all of this chedder
cause i can barely
weather this weather
wearing this sweater
under my leather
ive been severed
from what i need
the air i breath
i need it back
oh please god please
end this disease
this plauge of these seas
thats engulfing me
and all i see
just please free me
give me the keys
to your kingdome
so i can come home
im the prodigal son
and my roam of this road
is losing my soul
just please take me back
and make me so whole
as a man i cant stand
ive lost all of my plans
take me in your hands
i finally understand
that im not meant to see
just beg you to breath
youve so humbled me
to the man that you see
my pride has been ripped
outside of you hope is stripped
theres nothing for me here
but charcoal burquettes
the heat and the fire
take me out of this mire
put my feet on firm land
so i can retire
from the struggle
the bubble has burst
and my thirst
is consuming me
abusing and using me
you are my hope
so please dont go confusing me
what i do in your name
exposes me to pain
people dont listen
hes scrammbled their brains
how can i explain
the glory of your name
when all they want is fame
and to be part of the game
well im no longer playing
i retired my dice
retired my bong
ive retired my life
away from this earth
full of pain and thirst
give me what i need
cause the last shall be first

Tuesday, October 04, 2005

night time ryhmes

an elicit expulation
of thoughtful diliberation
brought on by procrastination
of constinant gestation
think of things from on million angles
that wave in the air
like the stars and the spangles
and then my hopes dangle
with the wind gone
and my hopes drawn
dawn becons from beyond
the darkened night
knifes shapened for the fight
you bite he bites back
you write he writes back
verbal attacks of the wax
hoping for a chance to rack
thought that are bought
lost and then cought
reintroduced like a spoof
and then like poof
dissapeared and reared
from places never feared
but brought to the darkness
like a slow falling tear
the night time harkens
and the lights no more near
so stear clean and beware
dont count the explination
to lead to anser inquirys
the streched patience
to encourage jurys
the diliberations the same
the inebriation remains
despite what you say
you cant frame the loss
and toss away the thoughts
that brought you from the pricipice
back in the morning for breakafast
you lost your necklace
but he still has your heart
and thats at least a start
it doesnt matter about the beging
its all about the ending
and what comes about
trough living and comprehending
so dont push the problem
dont try to solve em
hand em to him
and let him dissolve them

Monday, October 03, 2005

diliberation of the divine

subjective dilusion
of far reaching conclusions
why do i write this
and what am i doing
thinking of blinking
and losing my pace
lost in some thoughts
of an outer space
but to keep pace with grace
and not lose my face
means so much more work
and so much more pain
but i gain from this pain
things i cannot explain
a love in my life
that will not go away
and in a good ways
it stays steady maintaning
if you dont understand
that means its unchanging
the pain of the patience
makes the work worth the time
to pay of the debt
is a problem no long mine
by devine revalation
much love and much praying
my god slowly changes me
for day to day and
day in and day out
with out hesitation
what im about
is his pontification
his grace is abouding
when your lost or your drowning
when sin hold you down
and wont let you escape
just pray to the lord
and he'll provide the way
like so many before us
that trusted and prospered
put your faith in the lord
he has so much to offer
i could go on and on
to explane
and impore
your understand
but what you need is more
than just the knowledge
you need the belief
that frees you from death
and provides you with peace

Sunday, October 02, 2005

oh october

well i did 35 poems last month....not to shabby though i would have been happy if i did more. i mean i kno 35 is alot but then again in august i did 34 so in retrospect (i love that word....retrospect) i didnt have much of an imporvement. well i can always hope for october, even though ill be going to visit my good friend daniel for a few days...oh ya i gotta check the amtrack schedual! but maybe ill just do alot of writing on my way and then post it all in one fell swoop. who knows....i certianally dont. anyways i havent written for a few days which sucks, but ive been working so much and such crazy hours i cant seem to get my head into it. hopefully im going to get this new job with regular hours. ill deffantly be praying about it. anyways right after i check the train schedual im going to write one if not more poems. WHOO 76 bucks. well worth it to spend five days with a good friend. so now i have to write. this could be trouble.

dear god
fill my mind
with the words im searching for
fill my heart
i need you in my soul
as i try to place this writting
i feel ive lost my timing
i need you to help me know
when the words i need are dying
i bet that you would honor me
to write these words that when people see
then know how much i love you
and even more how much you love me
place these thoughts with in me
make my life a new begining
each day change me more
from what i was before
to something thats less depending
upon my self
and worldly weath
upon what my goals
and what i hold close
make me need you
in all that i do
the words that i speak
and the thoughts that i think
when my fingers create
these words from my head
make these thoughts not mine
but yours instead
when the words fill the page
like your spirit fills my heart
make them for you
right from the start