The rabbit in the cage
is craving to be free
but I haven't got the key
I feel the same
I long for space
I wish to run
But unlike the rabbit, I can
So why do I stay
When I could run away
Why does the birds remain
When it can leave without pain
Or so I ask myself
But in reality
I could do the same
So why do I stay
May 20, 2014
May 20, 2014 at 3:05 PM UTC
Hold on a second and let me start my watch
I need to wind it up.
A woman leaves work to head home.
Yesterday was cold as hell but
on this fine day it's hot as hell.
So she decides to drive home along the parkway
and arriving at home she parks in the driveway.
Soon she has to leave home again.
Her son has a recital
so she goes to see him play.
And her little girl stars in a play
and she wants to see her recite.
But first she needs to grab some dinner.
Thoughts stray across vegetarians
who only eat vegetables.
It never even crosses her mind
that she is a humanitarian.
After the night's events she drives the children home.
Her son's performance is compared to a boxer in the ring
which is in fact a square.
He thinks 'what wonderful feelings the human race can feel'
even if it's not a race at all.
On the way home they talk about everything.
They notice the stars are out tonight
meaning they are visible.
They notice the streetlights are out
and so they are invisible.
Near home their eyes meet a tragic sight.
Their house is burning up
and they watch it burn down.
Later on they will need to fill out a form
so for the insurance company they'll fill it in.
Now the time has come for me to wind up my poem
for it is time to end.
Mar 23, 2014
Mar 23, 2014 at 6:29 PM UTC
I will explore the Earth.
Ascend the cliffs, descend the seas.
Travel with the sun to the west,
continuing to the east.
Flee heat to the arctics,
follow to the tropics.
I'll run in the deserts,
jump into the oceans.
I'll run in the jungles,
and dive into the skies.
Disappear from home
to appear in the wild.
To see, to hear.
To smell, to taste.
To feel, to live.
I will explore the Earth.
Mar 17, 2014
Mar 17, 2014 at 11:54 AM UTC
Am I really trapped, or is it a prison of my mind?
I try to run, but my body stops moving.
My mind wanders across the planet,
I can sense the vast wilderness.
A need to experience it all comes over me.
Yet I stay imprisoned here.
Caught in a cage forged by force.
Too strong for me to break,
too small for me to ignore.
It is what I want, but so far I can't.
Unsuccessful; I punish myself.
In vain, I try, I push, I pull,
but my brain beats my brawns.
I'm stuck, entrapped.
If I had the strength, I'd tear apart the shackles,
the shackles that keep me locked away.
If i had the courage, I'd break off the chains,
I would explore the Earth.
Ascend the cliffs, descend the seas.
Travel with the sun to the west,
continuing to the east.
Flee heat to the arctics,
follow to the tropics.
I'd run in the deserts,
jump into the oceans.
I'd run in the jungles,
and dive into the skies.
Disappear from my grave
and appear in the world.
To see, to hear.
To smell, to taste.
To feel, to live.
Never again in fear.
Mar 17, 2014
Mar 17, 2014 at 11:53 AM UTC
You used to carry me
You used to be my saviour
What I was to you
I will never know
What you saw in me
I'll never understand
But where are you now
I cannot find you
Where did you go
I miss you still
When will you return
You said you'd never leave
I promised I'd never let go
And now that you're gone
I hang on, I try to stay strong
I'm at a loss, what have I done
You held me up, but I fell
Cause I pushed you away
I lie here in misery
Reminiscing your smell
Remembering your eyes
The deep sea in which I was lost
Now forever gone
Now gone
Mar 4, 2014
Mar 4, 2014 at 6:00 PM UTC
Take out the trash
and ponder
A typical day
in gravitational pull
We use time
surprisingly more now
Than any other time
in history
Every week
there's a new internet
But nobody invents anything
a genius is an intellectual scavenger
As long as
there is Open Road
The familiar has
the most formidable competetitor
Jul 1, 2013
Jul 1, 2013 at 12:43 PM UTC
Begin a new story
Unfold it
Find it in your heart
You make everyone else
Everyone else
When I married you
I got to meet
Me
Needless to say
Through your passions
Through your love
Dreams are possible
One day
We left it all
Unplanned Plans
What a perfectly
stupid time we would have
Jul 1, 2013
Jul 1, 2013 at 12:42 PM UTC
I hear I have freedom
They say I have a lot of time
And that I have love
But I do not see it
I do not know it
And I cannot feel it
Decades will pass
Before I understand
And then it will be too late
Apr 13, 2013
Apr 13, 2013 at 12:31 PM UTC
The soul reapers take until there's nothing left,
walking by like hollow vessels.
All expressions far too faded,
endlessly wandering with no meaning.
Long gone are feelings of remorse and sympathy,
now only gestures with no sincerety.
Corpses lie empty on the ground,
so grey, soon abandoned by all color in the skin.
Reapers walking by devoid of empathy,
reavealing their indifference and disdain.
Their minds are breeding lies,
creating the venom their tongues are spitting.
Mar 31, 2013
Mar 31, 2013 at 12:51 PM UTC
Late at night I sat in the dark
Was about to face the bed
When I got a bad feeling
Something wasn't right
But I quenched the terror
And faced the bed
Just two hours gone by
I stare at the ceiling
No longer night
But not yet day
Sickness overwhelms me
As I stare at the ceiling
How can such a day improve
When nothing started right
But as day closes in
The darkness dissolves
Dare I get hopeful
When nothing started right
The dark winter not yet forgotten
A stream of light flows through
Lurking in the twilight
Awaiting it's return
Is the darkness of yesterday
But now light flows through
The dawn of day now passed
My restless leg bouncing
He educates the class
My head seems clear
Sickness long gone
As I feel my restless leg bouncing
Is my leg betraying me
Is it trying to escape
Find a place of true freedom
If such a place exists
What is it telling me
By trying to escape
It's been a while
Since I've felt this well
The sickness of morning gone
My head is clear, I'm calm
I'm focused, I'm at peace
I've never felt this well
Despite the rough beginning
Daybreak turned the tides
Winter cold still recides
But the sun is shining
Cascading light, beams of heat
The tides turned by daybreak
My leg convulses
What does it want
If I flex my muscles
I can keep control
Keep it from escaping
But is it what I want
Where would it venture
If I let it escape
Would I be welcome
As the partner in crime
Or would I weigh it down
If it escaped
I feel in doubt
Should I let it run
Should I make it stay
Remain in control
Or let it be free
Should I let it run
Feb 21, 2013
Feb 21, 2013 at 7:05 PM UTC