#junior
Team USA failed to advance
If a threepeat there will be no chance
The Fins they played hard
Beat the States in their yard
Now team USA's gone from the dance
Jan 2
Jan 2, 2026 at 9:25 PM UTC
Summer starts soon,
Junior year is on the horizon.
Childhood dried up by the drought.
I believe things will turn out well,
Yet, I doubt.
Just stop thinking and enjoy,
The last summer before life starts for real.
May 30, 2025
May 30, 2025 at 3:03 PM UTC
He broke his neck thirty years ago
I break mine more with each
promise of keeping you in my life
but Ian Curtis is on my mind a lot,
grieving for souls I will never know.
Some of his songs are so sad,
like hearing the premature
snap of his bones
Cannot help but resent
how clever society is
to glamorize the unglamorous,
even I am aware
the flowers upon graves are not just for
aesthetics, but we are still always trying
to cover terrible tragedies
with beautiful things.
Am I just as guilty?
I cheat on you with him.
His spirit through my headphones,
hoped if I listen intently
the narrative changes.
purple marks on your neck
just that weekend you
taught me what a hickey was
and how they felt good
yours’ declare ownership,
not declarations of love.
You walk into art class,
purple painted across your throat.
If love could save Ian,
had I lived in the mid-seventies
he may very well have lived forever
and his throat painted by love,
rather than the bruises of a noose.
The letters I wrote you were in vain,
my mistake quoting those Smiths’
songs:
Morrissey is an *******
and so are you.
I still
am too scared to
wonder how far I am willing
to go
to reap the benefits of sorrow.
"New Dawn Fades"
tears into my heartstrings
feeling responsible in
the prevention of another
suicide
I grapple onto
what a savior complex was,
your dead father
the tracks on your arms made me cry
but I thought it was stupid.
It made me hate myself more
why could I not learn to undo
my drive to save anyone,
but myself
The phone call
where I broke up with
you and you
pretend to
overdose on the speaker
One of us had to grow up,
had to make it out alive
And I love you again,
every time Ian's ghost
sings Isolation.
And I leave you there,
sure, to end the album
after the final song.
Aug 9, 2021
Aug 9, 2021 at 10:31 PM UTC
Meeting you was like falling in love for the first time,
I was attracted to your charms yet I'm scared of the outcome.
your sharp witted thoughts,
endearing smile,
and your sharp mouth.
you were like the big blue ocean,
so harsh yet calming.
and yet,
I still love you and hate you for everything that
happened between the both of us.
Jan 8, 2019
Jan 8, 2019 at 10:10 AM UTC
I had a dream of a dead friend once.
Words cannot describe how it made me feel.
He's been dead since May 2017,
but I feel him alive everywhere around me.
I see him,
In Garrett's curly hair.
I see him,
In the fiery red locks that Bridget has.
I see him,
In the blue eyes of my best friend.
I see him in the freckles on Julayne's face.
A long time ago,
I would have said that I hated him.
Maybe a part of me still does.
But a part of me also wishes that I could have said my peace
before the inevitable death came to be.
Nov 8, 2018
Nov 8, 2018 at 5:12 PM UTC
"tip-tap, tip-tap"
I keep my head down as walk through the halls
My shoes are ***** I need to clean them, just don't make eye contact
"tip-tap, tip-tap"
I look up quickly before I bump into a blue shirted young girl
I mumble an apology I know she won't hear because I can't manage to actually say it
"tip-tap, tip-tap"
I stumble into the room, bright and inviting, not intimidating
I see the only two faces that'll smile at having seen me today
Probably the only ones who'll notice me
"tip-tap, tip-tap"
I find my seat in the corner next to the fish with the funny name and finally exhale
I can say the first thing I'll say out loud all day
"Hi."
I'm okay. I know I'll be okay.
Aug 21, 2018
Aug 21, 2018 at 8:14 PM UTC
#
*I have something within me that I cannot
Bear the burden of of its insinuation.
In the sport-ability of chit-chat I have
Often tried to conquer these thoughts
And with infinite pain I have hazarded
A thousand things hidden within myself.
“Excuse me,’’ I said upon seeing his face
Coming toward me while walking in Central Park.
“Are you who I think you are?’’ I asked.
“I suppose that depends on who you think I am,” he replied.
Not wanting to be made out a fool I asked
“OK, are you best known as JFK?”
“Well not exactly, he was my father,” he said with a smile.
I stuck out my hand like an idiot – but -
He offered his hand and shook mine like a man.
“I can’t believe it,” I said, “You really can
Bump into anyone in the big apple.”
He said that he had to be going, had to finish
His walk and get back to the office.
I asked him if I could tag along, just walk with him.
He said, “Sure.”
He kept a brisk pace, it was a cool day but comfortable.
The leaves were turned, mostly all fallen and
Then I realized that it was November 22nd.
“I’m real sorry about your dad,” I said,
“It broke my heart when I was a child.”
He nodded his head and sort of slowed his pace.
“How old were you?” he asked.
“I was 9”.
“I was 3”, he said looking at the ground.
“Yeah I know,” I said, “Everybody knew.”
He stopped and turned toward me,
Tilted his head to the left and point blank said,
“You know the story about my dad’s assassination
Is all BS don’t you?”
He caught me completely off guard but before I
Could say anything he turned back around and starting
Walking away from me like I had the plague.
I stood in my tracks but after he had gotten about 10 paces
He stopped and turned, “Well, do you want to walk or not?”
I half jogged to catch up with him and when I did
I couldn’t think of anything to say.
“Look I don’t know you and you don’t know me, “ he said
In a rough almost angry voice.
“Can you keep a secret?” he asked.
Still half jogging to keep up with him I answered,
“Sounds like you need someone to talk to.”
He slowed a bit, “I just got confirmation on who killed my dad.”
OK, about this time I’m like you saying a few choice curse words
In my mind – like holy sh…. You know..
“What are you going to do?” I asked.
“Hell I don’t know,” he said, “It’s all circumstantial.”
Coming to a complete stop, “There’s got to be a way that I
Can tell people, let the whole world know that I know who did it.”
He turned to me, “What would you do if you knew who took your dad
Away from you when you were just a baby but if you told anyone about these
Murdering, slime ***** they would most likely **** you too?” he asked.
“I don’t know sir,” I said shrugging my shoulders.
“If I had your money I’d figure out a way though,” I continued.
With a questioning look he asked, “OK, if you had my money what would you do?”
“I don’t know, man,” I said - “Maybe name a building after them or a street
Or something that everyone knew you named.
You know, like a hint or a clue or something.”
His eyes got big, “That’s it,” he said, “By God that’s it.”
He shook my hand again and asked me my name.
And a few short years later he was gone too.
But the name – the name he named his business – there’s your clue*
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Feb 13, 2018
Feb 13, 2018 at 9:00 AM UTC
Don Junior had a meeting with
Natalia Veselnitskaya
and he did not disclose this fact
or say what did transpire.
Paul and Jared were there too
but "nothing was discussed".
Don said the meeting ended
and turned out to be a bust.
The New York Times found out
and asked why Don did not report.
"But nothing happened" Junior claimed
when making his retort.
Then under pressure from the press
some emails he set free,
confirming Russian interest in
a Trump presidency.
His daddy claimed, "He's a good boy"
"He's new, green and naive".
But Manafort - He should have known
(one would like to believe).
But Junior's new transparency
turned out to be untrue...
It seems that a fifth person was
there in the meeting too!
A former Soviet officer
named Rinat Akhmetshin
was also at the meeting...
so why was he brought in?
And then we soon learned of a sixth...
a seventh... and then eight!
Tied to the oligarchs and
Russian governmental state.
What was the meeting all about?
Perhaps there's nothing to surmise.
The secrecy though, would suggest
it might be otherwise.
Don Junior had a meeting
that nobody disclosed.
Let's hope this helps fulfill the dream...
to see his dad deposed!
Jul 21, 2017
Jul 21, 2017 at 9:34 PM UTC
In class Mr Finn
talks about fractions
and denominators
and other stuff
I don't care to know
I see Janice
sitting at her desk
her fair hair
ribboned
and her small hand
and fingers
writing down
what he is saying
I scribble nothing
my page has a few
fractions and numbers
and my pen
drips blue ink
on the page
as I look at her
we went to the bomb site
off Meadow Row
last evening
(not too late
or her gran
will slap her one)
and we talked of Jesus
(or she was)
and how He died
and why none
of the disciples
came to his aid
Mr Finn says
Benny are you
listening to what
I am saying
about fractions?
Yes Sir
I reply
although I haven't
I have not a clue
what did I say
about this fraction?
He points
to the blackboard
I stare at the board
I missed that bit
I say
he sighs and repeats
(for me I guess)
what he has just said
Janice looks at me
she has lovely blue eyes
I smile
she frowns
Mr Finn talks
of improper fractions
and stuff
I study what
he's written
and think
school work
is tough.
Sep 23, 2016
Sep 23, 2016 at 2:09 PM UTC
Why are babies aged by the month?
Oh Jimmy is 14 months
And Oh Sally is 22 months old now
And blah blah blah
And once we reach the terrible two's
Our ages are so important that we now broadcast them in half years.
How old are you Jimmy...Beaming, he declares "I'm 6 & 1/2 Yrs Old!"
How old are you Sally...Shyly smiling she boasts "I'm 7 & 1/2 Yrs Old!"
I think by the time I reached 9 yrs old,
I felt it was no longer cool to announce my age in half years
How old are you Jimmy...In a yodeling & cracking voice he replies "I'm 14"
How old are you Sally...."I just turned 18"...Well hot **** your all growd up!
14 months and 22 months are still 1 year old in my book.
But the 14th month old crawls and the 22 month old walks
6-1/2 is still only six but when we're young we are always in a rush to be an adult.
And in our teenage years we become "know it all's", but not really.
Ever heard "Yeahs she's 10 going on 21 yrs old."
Next time you open your eyes she's off to college.
14 year old Boys dreaming of four spinnin' wheels
And now he's driving the baby home from the hospital.
Time has a wonderful way of showing us what really matters.
Time is free but you can never get it back.
So slow the hell down and enjoy your life, your wife, your girl friend, your boy friend or your significant other, your kids, your grand kids, your family and your Friends!
Jul 9, 2016
Jul 9, 2016 at 11:33 PM UTC
I Was Once Lost. Just Seem Like I Couldn't Be Found. I Walked So Many Flights Of Stairs, Up And Down. Traveled Countrys, Citys, Long Roads, Going from Town To Town. Sea To Sea, Oceans And Mountains But Not Once Did I Think About Turning Around. The Search For Who I Was Went For Years. But A Striving Sensation In My Body Told Me I Was Near & Musical Instruments From A far I Could Hear. Finally I Arrived At A Place That Seemed Like The Edge Of The World, Where Many Magical Instruments Just Appeared. I Said To Myself "I'm Here !"
I Was Once Lost, But Myself I Found.
A Man With Infinite Ambition, A Man Of Sound.
Jan 24, 2016
Jan 24, 2016 at 12:06 PM UTC
One body is a title
Two bodies are more then a title
Iv researched and found
Out that everything is a title
The air that strokes down your hair well if you have some hair its titled the wind,the ground that we walk on is titled the ground,the fresh aroma that you wake up to in the morning that doesn't Quinch you're thirst but make you're body temperature to slowly inflate with heat its called Coffee
Everything has its own title and its own purpose so
WHATS YOUR TITLE..?
WHATS YOUR PURPOSE IN LIFE..?
Everybody seem to have miss placed their ghost on this question would they ever find it..?
Jan 12, 2016
Jan 12, 2016 at 3:55 PM UTC
The pretty white light I had
Flashed off now there's only
A pretty dark light within me
This dark light makes me see
The beauty of darkness
And it took away my fear of
Darkness I'd prefer it to be dark,
The globe not to shine nor to be
Dim,People are scared of what they
Can't see, they are scared of the
In chanting night the darkness is not
So bad because it is my light
Jan 6, 2016
Jan 6, 2016 at 3:04 PM UTC
Iv had it with you so called Christian you claim to be following God but you're eyes are blind they are following the devil,holy you are infected with false teaching there is, you can claim that you know better but you and I are the same holly holly you try to be wearing skirts that touches your kneez and caring a bible and thinking you are saved..!! You are condemned by light and darkness you fail to see what is real and the fact is you very selfish,rude,not kind that's blue ivy you have there resting within you you call me crazy what does that make you...!! Ha...!! A ***** you say I'm I'm stupid and I need to go to mental hospital that's why you came to a gun fight with a blunt knife, your wrong you think you know it all but you just the other chicks iv met ain't nothing special about you wake up and be in the world where you realised that you not a God follower you just a pretender realise that you not going anywhere with life a simple happy birthday request you turned it into a battle arina haha. ..holly holly your not indeed
Dec 19, 2015
Dec 19, 2015 at 2:17 PM UTC
my life is my life I have seen iv gained knowledge of things that are assumptions and dissaproved by others but iv learnt to live not by the word of other people but I live in my principalls I love GOD and I have a personal relationship with him which doesn't reach the public but because people always assume they talk too much they forget that they can't trust themselves,Remember your teeth always bites you tounge once in a while when you look at the mirror you looking at you're best friend and worst enemy so judge not my life, no one is holly in this world even pastors sin even you sin, this is my life I believe in facts and amused by scientifiction I use my gift to get my heart desires this my life.
Dec 19, 2015
Dec 19, 2015 at 2:59 AM UTC
Oh girl how I wish to
See your mother you're
Face is a reflection of an Angel
But you disappointed god when
You slept with me in my *****
Bed.
I saw real passion in you
The sense of Adventure that made
Me start perusing all over your
Body I though you where the one
But you just one of the others
Girl you made me happy but you disappointed me you slept in my
Filthy bed though you where high
Class but you where not high enough
You say you love me, then you wouldn't have slept with me.
I broke you virginity now its open
For eternity,
Lying on my ***** bed feeling
Satisfied but I was paranoid
I love you but you love me more,
Girl looking at you're eyes trying to
See you're desire of what you want to do with me and i see you lying on
My ***** bed.
Dec 10, 2015
Dec 10, 2015 at 12:27 PM UTC
Happy birthday to a
Fellow poet she's been
Gifted with the gift of writing
She cannot let go of the pen
All to well our fellow poet
Is a magestic imaginative one
She sweet as the candy mountain
Bold as a holly spirits she
Faces her darkness with a conquering pose
Happy birth day to our
Fellow poet for she is now
Chasing after her adult life without
Fear happy birth day Joubert
Nov 29, 2015
Nov 29, 2015 at 1:45 AM UTC
Iv been thinking stressing
About you not that I thought
You where dripping tears about
Me but I was not willing to
Leave the town without saying
Goodbye and just to see you happy
Just for you to say your happy made me feel in lighted of course the light was in me so you couldn't see it
Seeing you happy was my only last wish I had in this place mission complete to my subconscious I told them that you where happy,but its those arguments you have with yourself but if your happy I'm happy and that has fueled me up for my next journey I keep say thank you but I don't think you've ever wondered why but thank you NOLWAZI JOUBERT MABILISI mega love for you
Nov 28, 2015
Nov 28, 2015 at 12:44 AM UTC
Just like numbers
And maths you gotta
Add l multiplied,subtract and
Divided them
I added up my strategies
In life multiplied my friends
For more opportunities
Subtracted the people that I
Don't need in my life and
Divided my friends from the
Pretenders
Life lessons are constantly
Evolving inside my head
I follow no man that's why I'm
A prodigy in what I do
I think before I move the next
Piece I look and strategies before
Action its all added up
The heart causes problems
The mind keeps you focus
Iv added up my wisdom
And I know where my kingdom is
I know where I'm going I'm an
Asset not a liability
I am strong and not weak as
My pillow I stand for myself
I was born alone
Nov 25, 2015
Nov 25, 2015 at 1:58 AM UTC
Today has been hot
The suns heat is our new body guard
Its these days when you
Sleep half naked because of the
Interaction you facing with the heat
Youe ice cream melts
You have to **** it fast
Your body needs water
You have to drink fast
My little town is hell
The heat is always flaming
Nov 12, 2015
Nov 12, 2015 at 3:34 PM UTC
Thank you for showing me that i was too child minded
Thank you for helping me unlock
My unknown talent
That you for celebrating in my wins and moaning in my losses
Thank you for making me see things in a defferent coloured nature
Thank you for teaching me about love
Thank you for the amazing experiences that you shared with me
Thank you for being there for me when i needed you to be
Thank you for reaching into my inner deep thoughts and making them your own
Thank you for loving me unconditionally
Thank you for making me feel like a men
Thank you for trusting me and telling me your deepest secrets
Thank you for never judging me like everybody did
Thank you for being in my team all these years
Thank you for the wisdome that you've shared with me
Thank you for impacting me on creativitiyness
Thank you for setting me free of myself
I LOVE YOU
BUT
GOODBYE
Nov 10, 2015
Nov 10, 2015 at 11:13 AM UTC