EDWARD PEREZ

EDWARD PEREZ Jul 2013

The Ageless Fool -
The ageless fool parts to play
Young, old, white to black.
So many fools melt away.
Summer to Winter,
Sunrise and Sunset.
Fools be known to never forget!
Foolish kisses and foolish love.
Foolish writings and foolish song.
Fool fool fool
A fool for all the world to see.
No God no Glory
What fool can never be?
High or below on foolish ground or mid-flight.
Foolish wings spring forth and give me delight!
An echo beckons off high toward walls
And so I write..
Be a fool now and then or lose its plight…
Copyright E.Perez 2013

EDWARD PEREZ Apr 2013

Thud&Thump

A sudden thud I heard it call
A familiar pain I could have sworn.
It wrestled in its fine feathery cloth
As I watched the skies turn to bitter dusk.
It churned inside my head
Down into the place where I laid it…..
And felt perfectly stead.
It balanced all these years and now does it dare to tumble
Break and shatter with all else.
So what does it matter?!
No more room, for ****** things
No more room, untouched by time
No more room, words left unclimbed!
No more room, today it seems
Endlessly dousing the fire set raging before me.
No more room I want to shout!
No more room so let me out!
I cannot breathe in this mess!
How forked tongues lash and break my flesh!
Just another day
Another moment…..
Another thought passes…
Another thud then thump!
how funny and thus ends so..

EDWARD PEREZ Apr 2013

Appreciations

Haven’t I sung you songs?
Written you into poetry steadily and freely?
Haven’t I brought you along?
And covered you in the night when you felt hearts song?
Haven’t I thought of you when you needed to go run along?
Let you travel on your own
Behind the wheel of a new priced tone?
Wasn’t it Conscientiousness’ effort when I let in?
When you yelled at your children.
And they yelled too?
Wasn’t it a mess learning to live?
But through it all we kept close and hid?
And to you.
Wasn’t it grand how we drank and listened to Disney at night?
Or how we sang karaoke
While others laughed but so what? What blast we had!
And to you.
Didn’t we bring each other a cup of tea in our time of need?
Leaving you to rest in our nest?
And to you.
Didn’t I pick you up?
Bought, then chose.
The bar I raised. Then let go.
Just to have you close.
And to you.
What different set of values?
What lie and conviction do you pride on?
I shouldn’t fold – it’s really nothing new..There’s been so many like you.
Appreciation is what’s needed. When all is unforgiving.
It’s the flowers you sent
It’s the call or text
It’s the I’m sorry when I was wrong.
It’s showing when push comes to shove.
And to you.
No talk no banter
No life so what matters?
And to you.
Saying to much in small words
Letting me rise
Only to flatter.
That’s life here in this God forsaken game.
No Earth to give it what its needs
No Time that helped its leaves.
Falling in a grave
Only to rise again.
Because God only provides
In these to you, will never arise.
Copyright 2013 Edward Perez

EDWARD PEREZ Apr 2013

That Thing of Old

That Thing of Old

I see this disease
It’s long since been
It stands between hope and a world once been.
It lurks and cleverly leans in to play
On young minds feeding on hearts that know nothing, but dismay.
It raves and ravages endlessly
Gnawing on words and music
Till there is no sanity.
We laughed into the night
Clicking our glasses and thoughtful passes
Lured into battle – On the floor of thoughtless matter.
So we danced and my soul shivered
Another life taken
I felt sickened.
Fault not the looming canopies
Nor the tent’s of different clarities.
Nor the heartless or wicked
Truth be told…we’ve all been stricken.
We blame each other
No cause, no season.
That Thing of Old at your moral center
Seeks it’s way in like a small wooden sliver.
We maybe dust and frail upon sight
If we guard our hearts things turn out right.
Copyright 2013 Edward Perez

EDWARD PEREZ Apr 2013

Owed To Audrie Pott

Audrie Pott

One of many
Stillness life
A beauty so rare with the smell of innocence in her hair.
That smile and youthful gaze.
Taken on that sad day.
Grown have we to teach and pray?
Grown have we to take the time
And cherish each day?
Grown have we to hold each other’s hand?
But no! We have fallen so far and so fast
Given into things that never last!
Where were we in her time of need?
Where were we never hearing her scream?
Where are we when children play?
Letting them think and go astray?
Open the doors and let the Elephant in
Speak and be patient to one so small…so thin…
We must echo and reach within
Giving our children to fight and reach for the light!
We cannot teach if our hearts are broken and shattered.
Look away
Look away
For the things that matter…..
Copyright 2013 Edward Perez

EDWARD PEREZ Apr 2013

One Percent

One Percent:

Sure as the wind
Caught by the eye
Processed until it shines.
A thoughtful smile
A provoking style
Childish, yet deeply intertwined.
A forceful gaze
A displeasing ease
Masculine tones of rhetoric form absolutes
On blank covered stares.
Men on fire
Never seek common desire
And words will never break.
Not people or friends or a lost loves anger who forsake.
Not money or status
Or a good pair of legs while I’m at it
In jeans or ties that fit.
Not actions but a light that passes
That has us in its grip.
It’s sometimes loud but never speaks.
It fails on those who are weak.
This eternal might
Is a light that out shines
Human pride and conditions of the mind.
It can’t be bought
It can’t be taken
It can’t be changed
Or rearranged.
Call us fools
Or what have you
Judge us and be dismayed
For we are here to stay
To fight in delight
And maybe bring hope into the night.
To dream idly away
On those that will allow us to stay.

Copyright 2013 E.Perez

EDWARD PEREZ Mar 2013

The Giving of Self

The Giving of Self
Stand alone with your pride
In the first angels light so your will divides
Brilliant displays of emotion
And wasted commotion
Pressed in hot breath and thoughtless desire
I am consumed by your fire.
At least this moment has depth
To be known by your hand and pasts regrets
Unlike others whose bodies fold
Under the weight of a love that’s cold.
Iron meets heat with desire and pain.
Together they form sun and rain.
But to be held in darkness alone
To be held without mercy or care
To be numb and expressionless in a world that’s unfair
Single shadows are all that’s there.
Copyright 2013 E.Perez