"envolved" poems
first breath,
Eyes wide open
take some time,
Enjoy the moment,
when you aren't born
because it's safe
inside the utero,
inside the mother
of all children -
and come along,
we're not alone,
we are together
see to eye, stay awake,
put the past behind
your shoulders,
as you are,
as you ought to be,
to say the words you
need to mean them,
& wipe the powder
off your nose,
& bring some light
to the windowless
houses
grey is a color. That's fine,
but how come we're not envolved,
I like that you don't like my favorite colors
because mine is already taken.
and he lives in a car, with a record out there,
crying and refusing to live in such human state,
such is his condition,
and he remembers Andy Wood,
but he doesn't care anymore,
because his life is better
without him.
and those who stay
will never understand
why the dragon spread his wings
& took all of them to far away
from this frail stage.
Apr 4, 2014
Apr 4, 2014 at 6:45 AM UTC
Love
seems to be
the cure
for my suffering;
My anxiety and sadness.
Even if it's brief
or last long extenuating exhausting
hours.
The best hours
can spend in bed
Besides sleep.
Alcohol
It's a light in the dark.
A serum of energy.
A light mixed with darkness.
Or the opposite of darkness.
My choice over water.
****
The famous Mary
The cure to all pain & suffering
These days.
His regular old Camel mixed with ****
It goes hand in hand with love, alcohol & ***
It is said to relax and take away
Excruciating Pain or any illness,
internaly and externally, intentionally or not.
It heals your soul.
Hide your scars
and numbs your mind
Giving you new hopes in life
envolved in it's mystical phsycodelic fog.
Maybe that's a different drug.
But **** should be legal and a medicine to trust.
Love, Alcohol, & ***
It seems be the magical pill
For this matrix type of world.
For this life I live in.
But like all,
There's always a price to pay.
Love, Alchol, & ****
is something you should never trust.
Oct 15, 2014
Oct 15, 2014 at 8:50 AM UTC
They met here, not by plan but chance,
an exchange of ideas, melody, poetry,
not romance.
Each day their time and exchanges grew longer,
the strings of support becoming ever much stronger.
The words and poetry came much easier then,
the melody and lyrics rushed out of them,
yet neither knew nor confessed,
that better as two, they did their best.
The winds carried their poetry to a listening crowd.
They gathered regular at the Corner, ready to be wow'd.
Too much into each others poetry exchanges,
the two continued....yet everywhere, somewhere.
things are a changing.
Who knows which one found themself to far,
had made a promise to not get envolved.
One day the Corner only presented one,
that poet realized the absence, the music was gone.
Poetry and music, lyrics and words,
still on the Corner today can be heard.
The regular still come and they want to be wow'd.
One lonely poet tries to please them some how.
Sep 18, 2010
Sep 18, 2010 at 9:36 AM UTC
You light up the skies
You suffer when I misbehave
You smile in my face even if you are in during pain
You tell me I am worth something where all the world turned their backs at me
You stand by me when I am sick even if you know you might get sick too
You tell me that I will survive although you know I might die
You swipe a tear of my face when you feel I am hurt inside
How can I repay a mother who would do the extreme to just see a smile on my face
No thanks or money envolved.
What she gives she doesn't want anything in return
Mom I am sorry if I ever was bad or caused you pain.
I am sorry if I made you feel that I don't love you
You are the reason I am living and fighting my way to pursue my dreams.
As long as you are with me nothing is impossible and no fear can overcome me.
I love you mom you are a gift from God that I can never repay.
Thank you for the days you stood by me and make sure mom I will do the same.
I love you mom more than anything the world will have to offer or bring
Jan 9, 2016
Jan 9, 2016 at 10:07 AM UTC