You say it's not worth writing tons of poems
because not as many people react to them

you say that it is a waste a time
well I'll tell you right now

that I don't care how many people "react"
I don't care how much time I waste
you all are forgetting the purpose
this is poetry we're talking about
if reactions is the only reason you write poetry
well let me tell you
that I am a lot different

I just want to write my poetry
I don't care how many people react
I write because I love writing
and as a matter of fact
poetry is an art
and I express feelings and thoughts through it
I write to get out what I have in

I don't care if you disagree
I don't care if you think it is dumb
yes I have written a lot of poems
but why do you care

I write because it is a passion
and I have no more to say
so if you want to reject
you'll have to wait for another day!

Memories are forgotten
colors are absorbed
all is left is an empty picture frame
to remind us all of our mistakes.

Those who know what they want will work for it. Those people zeal for it and reach higher than most.

Brushstrokes across the sky
making the colors
the clouds
dabbing colorful flowers
smearing the river patterns
the flowing grass matched with a soft green color
the tree's leaves had a fluttery feeling
the texture of a painting
is actually reality

Go a whole day talking in a western accent

2. write a 5 hour song

3. learn the rapping in "Empire State of Mind" and "Run this Town"

4. Go on a 3 month road trip on a Harley Davidson with only me, my guitar, what I'm wearing, the Harley, and the road

5. learn how to speak Hungarian, Greek, Latin, Hawaiian, Italian, Finnish, and Spanish, maybe some others

6. write a book

7. learn about Native American mythology and rituals

8. Learn how to survive on my own by making my clothing, food, supplies, tools, fire, and shelter

9. Build a yurt up in the mountains to live with wolves

10. Do a hang 10 on a surf board

11. ride a horse with wild horses

12. Paint a scenic picture

13. Protest for anything the government is against

14. Go to Europe and study art

15. Go on a train trip in Europe

16. Go to the Middle East and talk to woman about their rights

17. Go to Israel and West Bank and spray paint on both sides of the wall

18. go paragliding

19. Get or get close to winning a Nobel Peace prize

20. Help out at an orphanage

21. Learn sign language

22. go to help kids with cancer

23. Learn to play roque

24. live one year outside without spending 1 night inside

25. make a cook book

26. teach a African kid to read in English

27. Become a better poet

28. grant 28 people's biggest dreams

(This will be ongoing)

The wind whipped back my hair
as me and my buck-skin quarter horse
walked across the dry plain
no sight of reality
just me, the horse, and the plain
the sunsets vibrant colors were hidden by the shattering clouds
One Indians paintbrush rested in the endless field
I imagined an old ghost town as I rode through emptiness
wagons passing through a busy road
horses ******* to hitching post
some men rolling out of a bar
Girls in giant dresses walking with their guys
Cowboys with their big shiny pistols
talking and laughing
but this was all stolen away
by a new revolution
I'm only reminded by imaginations of finding it
I look and see the ghost of an old time sheriff
with a big ol hat
sitting in a rocking chair
just waiting for some one to break the law
this town wasn't for fancy business men
or ****** rich girls
this was for the tough
the enduring
those who can ride a horse
punch a man
shoot a gun
rely on themselves
rope a cow
and do some ***** work
those who can drink a shot of whiskey
without coughing or choking
but those days are now gone
lost in the dust that is blown in my face
but the memories remain
the ghost's remain
that is what the revolution couldn't steal.

Music isn't something you take

but something you create
something you give.

Je suis tres fatigue. Je veux dormir. Où est le lit? J'aime sommeil. Je vais a ma chambre. Je n'aime pas travailler. Je veux ai fermé mes yeux et serais reves. Bonne nuit, au revoir.

Every day is new
so treat it like a brand new pair of sneakers

no use ruining an innocent day
because of an old feud!

Monster's mingling
my mind may miss
more maps, more mail
May mustaches might mix mills
Maybe Mat might make marble masks
mopping Mandies mall
Men may make moats
moons make mauls

Lost in a Labyrinth of feelings
can't get back to where I was
trapdoors and danger
around every corner and door
can't go back
can't return
not now
I have to wait for time to heal my pain.

Laughing, Living, lighting love
listening learning lift
like lotus labels left
laboriously lost
lacings lips
lacking loneliness
lacking love
Lacking listening
Lacking learning
Lacking light

I'm drifting away in a dream
barely conscious to what I believe
life is flowing on an endless strand
soon to break and leave me falling
into another open dream
an empty paper anxious to be written on by my
imagination

Dream on
Drift on
be free

Light is not the end
but the beginning.

truth is not surrender
but is courage.

love is not the end to fun
but the start to new fun.

Peace is not the answer
but the solution.

Life is not the saint
but the angel.

I walk down an endless beach
my feet sink into the soft wet sand
the sun is just rising
another day has started
waves creep to my feet
and touch me gently
like a mother slipping their fingers down your back
Silence fills me and gives me hope
just like the rising sun

as I sit down to watch the ocean
and the sun
I smell sea salt
and I feel the cool breeze in my hair.

I sit there for what seems like a long while
but I am lost in time
all that is left on earth is me
the sun
the sand
and the ocean.

blue birds sing in the morning light,
lovers walk because it feels so right,
I close my mouth but open my heart,
to anything that is willing to come inside,
the silence to me is normal,
but then again I am the opposite,
I am unique
I am...different
yes, I am me
but is that normal?
Is that like the blue birds singing?
or the lovers walking?
I think not!
This is because they too are not normal.
Neither is the morning light
or the path of which the lovers walk upon.
A hard concept for those who ARE normal!
(But not really)

Hard times are everyday
yet your smiles are so wide
I pray to help everyday
because your smiles help me
you are brave because you smile
you look at all of the good things in life
instead of the bad
even though the bad outnumbers the good
most of the time
I look around and see all of these people
complain about there day
when you smile and say the good things
that happened in your day
I wish everyone could look with your eyes
because of your brave smiles
and optimism
I will smile, laugh, love, and spread happiness every day for you and because it is something that I would have no problem doing!

Kabob keepers **** kooks
Kangaroo Kicked Kat
Karan's Karma kayak
Kansas Kills Karl
Kazoos Keep Kosher.
Koops Kup Kun!

Jacky John jugs juice
jungle Jim's juggle
Jumping Jill's jabot
Jeff's June Jay  
Jed Jud Jid"s jade
July's  jabberwocky jabiru
Jan jabs Jake!
Jack's jackaroo
Jackson Jacob's jubilant Jacket!
jAcKpOt!

intelligent Iggy iguana is impossible,
ignorant, ill, if it is in.
impersonator Igel is into infinitive items
I illustrate intros
Iberia is interesting in ice
I'm Impeccable!

Hello Harry Hatman Hive
How's hill hunting?
Have hamburgers hailed ***** hats?
have Hungarians Haunted Harry?
hive he hands high how hasty has hood
half hunched happy hogs?
He's helped hints have hearing
hahahaha ha ha ha ha...HA

Hard times have come
and gone
people always need a helping hand
and now it is you who need it the most
I reach my hand down to help up your needs
to share whatever is mine with you
I want to fix all that is broken
and sew together what is torn
and although 1 person can't do it all
1 person can do more than what most would expect
so as you hurt
I plan to heal
and cure your tender pain
I want to sing you lullabies
and so the fears of darkness will go away
hush now hold on
to the faith that is left
and always remember
that I will stand by you side.

An empty paper on my desk
I cannot write
I cannot guess
The days turn gray
The nights are shallow
My hopes are erased
Hopefully written back
When a new future comes

You live
You die
You have feelings inside
And yet just look
How easily they are taken
Burned and crumbled
Ripped and erased

Some say there is hope
Some say it is a lie
I just have to see
Each day go by

Some are proud
Some are worried
Some like me suffer

The light turned off
In my house
The sun went down
I’m done for today
I’ll live again tomorrow
For now I rest among the dead
I no longer want to suffer
I want to say good night
I let my hopes make their patterns
Inside of my head

If you happen to walk to the end
And see a little light
Please tell me
I want to know
Should I stay for awhile

But for now goodbye, good day
Maybe we’ll meet again some day.

Gates give galloping giraffes
gin gum
gifted ghost
Goofy gambles ginger beer
grapple games get goods
Gooses groins getcha
group gathering greatness
goat got gale
Grail

Fathers faking false feuds
french folk fills fun facts
fringing fat failure flips Fredricks fame
Frappe from France
Fit from Finland
Far from Fiji
Flat fix from Florida
Fini finished!

Extraordinary eggs eat elephants' empanadas  
exact erasers enlist every eagle
earlobe extract exit each elf entrance
Evil envelopes e-mail England
Easy eccentrics etcetera etcetera
exiting end!

Dude! Disco dancing dogs devouring Dill duds
Digging ducks drew dreads
dreaming don't devour drool
Decked duet
Dimples dandylion deftness
Drink dead danimals.
Discharged!

Careful crocks climbing Cambodian Castles
Create camping Caskets corsets
Crying, crippled crayons  can cup cakes
Cats cost cranberries
Cameras call captains
Capable cocoons create cringing crooks
Can't conclude C. Completed

Back bathing by Bambi's Bath
Biking Below Big Bridges and Britches
Banners believe bass bands become bad
But besides Beans Bumping by bricks bring bags back
Buffering bemused banned bakers
bring bad buns
brake bonds building back.

Animals abolishing apples and apricots,
angry astronauts abandon Abraham's automobile,
algae acting after ant at Ally alligator's aunt's apartment
Aching antsy alpha aardvarks arranging afternoon arguments
After Amanda ate anchors, Anna attacked Alabama
at Abbey Road Alice anounced an aristocrat arriving.
An acceptable antonym!

here are the main ingredients to my poetry:

Words, fraises, rhymes sometimes, inspirations, creativeness, LIFE, emotion, education, facts if neccessary, IMAGINATION, character, uniqueness, thought, impulse, opposites, TRUTH, symbols, patterns, and most of all my poetry contains a bit of ME in them.

When I write a poem I let my
words
make their
pattern
I give them a freedom
because they are a gift
to me
if I did not have
words
I could not write poetry
or songs
No one realizes
how
important
words are
they are the structure of
writing.
But there is some things
that words can not do
like explain a beauty deeply
words also have limits
not
every-
thing is a word
like oboligiopity
or
capontiolifondise
sorry if this bemuses you
it's just the way I think.

Who is she?
she is an inspiration.
She is committed to what she does
and loves every part of her life
A friend that I will never forget
By my side smiling
Living life and trying
She's the girl who is quiet but loud
Laughing in the summer sun
never wanting to get old
just wanting to live in the moment
"Who is she?" you may ask
She is a friend I will always cherish.

I painted the fence,
washed the car,
mowed the lawn,
what else is there to do?
you told me to
clean the windows,
take out the trash,
walk the dog,
feed the cat
and I did that as well
what else do you need?
I picked up the groceries,
mopped the floors,
clean the toilets,
NO
I'm done
finished
I WON'T DO ANYMORE
all these chores are not worth 5 bucks!
Stop with this terrible labor.

I see polka dots around my head
now I want a lolly pop to sweetened up my day
I slipped on a banana peal
when I was coming back
after following the rainbow
I wanted the *** of gold
when I reached the end the leprechaun ran away
and the *** of gold was empty
now my head hurts, I'm lost, my pockets are empty,
and I DON'T HAVE A LOLLY POP!

My List of inspirations:

The sun that shines on me
it rises and sets
creating inspiring colors of the unknown.

The flowers that grow, bloom, share joy,
and sadly die away.

The Birds that sing, and fly in the wide open sky
making people want to sit and enjoy the outsides.

Music that surrounds me with joy
beyond belief and picks me up
whenever I pick up my guitar.

Stories and Books written so descriptively
the variety is never ending.

Horses and when they graze
such a calming soft sound
and when Horses whinny when they see you
and push up against you as if to say,"Oh, it's nice to see you again"

People and their strange ways, looks,
and personalities, no one is exactly the same
an inspiration for sure.

Family and Friends and their love for you
standing next to you even if the world isn't.

The ocean with it's waves and foreign creatures
so much more than land and so much more unique.

Dolphins and their kind eyes and playful ways
twirling out of the water making their exotic language.

Mantarays and Sting rays and the graceful flow in the other ocean creatures.

Beaches and the sand so smooth getting everywhere
it's in your hair, food, and all over your towel.

Summer even though it is short it is beautiful
and lively. Warm air and soft breeze.

Leaves, fall and summer they are still beautiful
with their colors.

Learning, history has our success and our mistakes
and people who are important.

Art, beauty in the eye of the beholder. The artist has the paintbrush
the creativeness creates strokes.

Wisdom, it is whatever you believe it to be. Wisdom comes in many shapes, sizes, and ages.

Peace, one thing the world has not held on to...yet.

Love, when there is love in the air all is well. Love is expressed in many different ways.

Imagination, Dreams, and Creativeness a land that is yet to be
discovered more.

Teachers, they something more than just school work.
They teach you how to survive life.

Poets on this site, I have learned so much from all of you.

Smiling and all who dare to share this joy! The most contagious thing known to humans!

This List will be ongoing and I will write something more when I find more inspirations.

When you are afraid
and don't know what is coming
your not organized enough to deal with life
at least not right now
Mothers will understand
they will walk by your side
with open hearts
open enough to hold yours
you try to impress them
by doing your best
and you don't understand
why they freak when you make one small mistake
but they do it because they care
a mother is there to help you understand
what life is going to take you through
and how it is a roller coaster
"good luck holding on!"
they will say
but really your ride is theirs to
they worry more than you.
I bet when your gone
they wonder what your doing
wait, not wonder... WORRY
they trust you but they have their doubts on others you are around
But she is there to help you and fill your heart with the love
Mother's love.

You've lived with lies all your life
and hurt my pride to get it right
I've built back up before you could put me down
Your just afraid to face the ugly truth
so here I go
I will tell it to you strait:

You are hiding from your fear
of being unpopular
so you cover this fear with bullying people like me
but the sad part about it is that we just finished studying intolerance
obviously that meant nothing to you
because you are intolerant to others
it's not my choice to look or sound like I do
so why do you judge me because of it?
to fit in that's why.

Clouds overhead and people do not talk
ever since the incident
Investigators try to understand what happened
but no one will say a thing
What investigators don't understand
is that this incident has ripped from the people's soul
the color has faded in the land of Xulusalntas.
I remember the times when the colors were grand
and the people were nice
the arts were known well
but ever since the incident
everything has changed
in the land of Xolusalantas.

Raise up your rainbow flag
or your cross
let me see David's star
and your sliver moon
I want to see that burka off
to show your beautiful face
Why be afraid to show who you are
you are the only you
Please tell me all of your scientific facts
I want to hear your side of the story
and then I will hear theirs
why fight when you can love?
why **** when you can create?
"I have a dream" is what Martin Luther King said
and now I have a dream as well
that people won't be afraid to be themselves
and that no one else will stop them
I have a dream that they will not judge you
because of what you believe in
what you sound like
or what you look like
or who you love
or what your leader decides
they will judge you because of who you are
and what you want for your future.
REACH OUT PEOPLE OF THE EARTH
THAT ARE SO SILENT AND INVISIBLE
TELL THE WORLD YOU ARE YOU!

Vivid Pictures surround my dream's plot
Colors, songs, images are so clear
animals have a voice
they speak in a foreign language
but the language is so charming
plants are abstract
and flowers are unthinkable
the water is sweet
the birds song is heart lifting
I wish I could stay here forever.

For those who feel it in their hearts, that want it to be different, separate from fighting. They know that love is more than a simple truth that is forever in their heads. Those kinds of people are open minded, binded by feelings and loyalty.
     Hold on to Freedom and love, lift up by the wings I have given you. With only doubt, hatred, and hurt to hold you back. Fly past that all and lift up your hearts to the music that surrounds. Give what is deserved but not what is taken. Be understanding and truthful to your temptations. Hold onto what you are and what you are not. Bluff only when you play cards. But not in real life. Hold up your head, for you should be proud, for pride is what holds me up each day. Don't be down, don't rain on my success. Your words are inspirations to all. One more thing to say to those open minded people. Lift your hearts to spread to others.

killing isn't It, whaT is?
ending an old begInning
fallIing down a bottomleSs hole
talks of a new start
overturn the old

what is it if it is not kilLing?
a name
a game
a way Of life
death beyOnd the thousands
believing iS not right
feelIngs are crushed
uNder a specular light
practice may make perfect
but perfection isn't real
you may be the best
but there is always a better

cut the resolution
scraped in anythinG else
Die under my nAme
oR don't die at all
fill my missing blanK
and if kilLing isn't what is?
the message is in the capitOl
stop, think, liVe, find out, tEll me please.
think you can figure it out?

I walk quickly across the dream
imaginations are cold
a cry of anger and wrath
piercing the ears of followers
blood smears over the crying faces
The only advice is to be quick.

shivers of fear cross the darkness
shadows creep and stalk you
precisely tipping soon to fall
under the stare of a demon
the only way you wont get caught in their stare
is if you are quick.

death is now in the air
hold your place
children cry
mothers scream
the horror is almost here
hiding in every corner
creeping in every soul
just be quick
and maybe you will survive.

In my dream
I walked down the street in the dark
Sirens rung in my ear
Police lights flashed
I flicked up my badge and showed it to an FBI agent
I went past the yellow tape surrounding the crime scene
I looked at my partner
he stared grimly at the victim
wrapped in a black garbage bag
with trauma to the left temporal bone
The skull suggested female
about 31 years of age
the rotting of the bones suggested dead for about 5 weeks
I looked away quickly
after noticing the wound to the abdomen
showing there was fowl play
I hated these kinds of cases
but I knew they needed to be solved
I walked back to our car
My partner told the FBI where to send the remains
We headed home tonight
waiting for an anxious day of discovering the victim
and the murderer

A true friend will tell you the truth
even if it hurts
A true friend listens to your problems
and helps you resolve it
A true friend gives you a hug when your sad
and helps you up when you are down
A true friend tells you how to do better when you make a mistake
and their advice always works
A true friend will always love you no matter how many mistakes you make
and will always help you out
A true friend will doubt your ideas
but always follows through with them
A true friend understands your pain
and helps you get through
A true friend will laugh at your jokes even when their not funny
so that you don't feel bad
A true friend messes with your brain
it makes them laugh when you don't understand
A true friend trips you laughs helps you up trips you again
and keeps on laughing
A true friend will always care about you
that's what true friends are for.

He did not bite
He did not bark
he would look into your eyes like a polite greeting
he wagged his tail
he sat up strait
he had manners that no dog could beat
He loved his toys
could fit about five in his mouth
He jumped of the docks
up at the lake
he'd follow the small fish
thinking he could catch one
he'd lay by your side
a true guardian
the one dog
who could be a human
he felt what you felt
new if you were sad
but never gave up a challenge
especially when it had to do with toys
no one couldn't like him
a saint
in the form of a dog
everyone loved him
he was a likable dog
and he would always be by your side
a loyal soul
no dog could be more human
than Bodie, the best dog
I loved him like family
he was my best friend.

I don't hear the words you say
I feel them.
I don't see the signs you show
I have them
I don't wait for the time you show
I come
I already know what you mean.

You are the only one
who can be you
no one else can be just like you
You are who you are
don't try to be someone else
because then there would be no one
to be you

STOP
right there before you break someones heart
before you mess with someones head
you have played this game way to many times before and I'm saying
STOP
someone hopefully will show you how it feels.
So
STOP!