I stopped watching TV. There came a point in time, like an eraser on a pencil, that I realized it's all for entertainment. Who we pay to entertain us- some open armed football star, some local news broadcaster with a cheeky smile and fake lips, or maybe we give money for the chance that the boy with a broken heart will actually fall in love after he kisses the fourteenth girl- we are made to believe that only then will he know what love really is. I cut TV out of my life, it began to make me sad, it almost had me convinced that there are more bad people in the world than there are good- it almost made me believe that how other people live is how I'm supposed to, it almost made me crazy to think if I don't cry over the same brainwashing tragedies as anyone else, I'm not human. TV is an invalid form of weak entertainment, put down the remote, turn off the TV and plug yourself in to what's real: the life that's right in front of you.

As
the
sun
rises
against
the
horizon
it
tells
everything
to
wake
up­
with
a
warm
whisper
making
way
for
beautiful
days
every
time
it
shines.­

MUST LOVE POETRY
And I don't mean the written kind
I mean the kind that is felt

It doesn't matter if you can express it,
You don't have to write it
Sing it
Or
Preform it-
You have to believe it.

The beauty of a sunset
The art between character and voice
The beauty of two things mismatching

You have to wonder about the world
And travel to places you'll never go

You have to wear masks of different faces
Find beauty in love that heaven replaces
Put treasure where voids leave empty spaces.

MUST LOVE POETRY

The kind that lasts longer than a read through
The kind that you feel as the wind breathes you
The poetry that finds light  in all the dark alleys
The kind that doesn't give up when in a hopeless valley

It's the kind of poetry that's lived
The kind that sees more than seven colors in a rainbow
Hangs on to love
but isn't afraid to let go
It's the kind  that doesn't always make sense...
Past
Present
Or future tense-

MUST LIVE POETRY.

I manipulated hearts today-
Without guilt I was in control
and it felt good.

With my own hands
I cut them,
With my own hands
I felt them,
With my own imagination
I twisted them until they fit just right.
Just like placing stars in
the magic of the night.

I cut out paper hearts today,
Twenty four of them.
It all seemed perfect,
One heart for every hour-
In a day,
That we're apart.

I moved them,
The hearts,
And shaped them-
And spread them apart,
Like time zones between here,
And Australia.

If only there wasn't a time zone bewteen us,
If only there wasn't your destiny and mine-
If somehow these hearts could beat together;
The rhythm to a love song-
But they cannot...

They're paper thin
hoping to win,
The hands of someone
to hold them.

Do you know those Christmas Letters?
The one's that people love to send
The one's that make the family
Just feel like they're a friend

We get them every Christmas
And we cringe when they arrive
They make me want to  have a few
And go and drink and drive

I'd sooner jump off of a cliff
Than send these letters to
My friends and yes, my family
I hope that you would too

I don't care if you planted mums
or if the cat gave birth in May
You can phone if it's important
If you've got something good to say

I don't need to read a journal
Of every thing you did last year
If I really truly counted
You'd phone me up so I could hear

I like a card at Christmas time
But the letters have to end
don't even send them by e-post
Think twice and don't hit send

Next year I may send one myself
Something I've not done before
It's gonna be a long one
It will start in sixty four

So, please, although I love you
and I want you in my life
Don't send me Christmas journals
They're too heavy for my wife!!!

Put away the paper, the ribbons and the bows
Put away the tinsel, the labels, keep the snow
A candle in the window, a wreath hung on the door
Just spending time together, that's what we need more

Running 'round the shopping malls for super, super deals
I hate the store congestion , I just hate how it feels
People running up the high street buying things they do not need
I don't know why at Christmas, our minds just turn to greed

We buy things that we do not use, or really even want
Things that die off in a closet, our future now to haunt
Gift cards that expire and books we will not read
When did we confuse our wants with what we need?

Just give me time alone with you sitting down to talk
Or an hour in the country taking the dog out for a walk
Christmas isn't shopping, showing love by who buys more
Christmas is spending time with loved ones, not something from a store

We need to help out others, and remember what Christmas means
Christmas is a time for sharing, not just buying brand new jeans
Until we learn to give the way that Jesus said we should
Then Christmas will be lacking, of what we all know to be good

So, even if this Christmas, you try to make a start
A simple thing to do is just to give something from your heart
Spend some time with someone who, you love and want to see
And if you find your way 'round here, you can spend some time with me.

I've more New Year's behind me
now that I have gotten old
My next one's in the tropics
I just don't like the cold

I used to party hearty
I wouldn't get back home till five
Now, I pass out on the sofa
My wife checks if I'm alive

I remember  I went drinking
I got drunk riding the bus
When I told my friends the story
they said, dude, that wasn't us

I told them yes it was,
We all stayed out till late
They informed me of my error
I had passed out just past eight

New Years was  Lombardo
New Years...it was **** Clark
Two giants of the evening
Two men who left their mark

Now, incentive to stay up till twelve
To see who will Jenny McCarthy kiss
well, I liked her better as a playmate
now, I couldn't  give a ****

The morning will still get here
Whether I stay up, or not
New Year's eve is nothing special
I spend it with my wife (she's hot)

We cuddle on the sofa
Fall asleep as if on cue
With our tray half full of finger foods
We're asleep by ten, not two

I wish you Happy New Year's
My best wishes all are sent
If you stay awake past midnight
Call, and tell me how it went.