Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Chin Up

A little girl lost
in the streets of this world,
rented out for profit
lost in the cause.
Little girl smile,
there is hope yet!
Keep those teeth showing,
they will have their time to shine.
Though you have lost thus far
Give the world a chance.
What you have been seeking
Will come to you at last.

Decadence Descending

Decadence descending from free-floating sky
Sprinkling it's magic on all that pass by.
Self-indulgence ripens with passing of time
simple pleasure sought in no form a crime.

Trepiditions releasing their stressful grasp
self conscious thoughts leave--to stay in the past.
Land of laughter and love, enjoyment to all
no thought of danger, for it will not fall.

These are my feelings when I am with you
a wonderful pleasure that intices two.
For in the deep pleasures of night
you release the tension that you fight
in bright light of day brought on by outside,
to lay down your burdens and in peace abide.

Self Acceptance-Unveiled

I gently traverse the path to the sea
wondering what it that's drawing me.
Intensity gravitates my vision toward the horizon
with waves crashing, foaming like mane of a lion.
Desperately searching, with raised eyes I scan
trying to see the change if I can.
But everything remains just as I left it
from blue sky to ocean to sandy grit.
Then I realize why all seems new:
a veil has dropped from eyes of blue.
No longer in mourning for the life I once had
I look at myself and am glad.

Think of Something

what is it that's blocking my thoughts today
Why can't I come up with anything clever to say
wandering blindly in my mind
but no glorious thought can I find
come out of hiding
get out of bed
and think of something good to be said.

Darkness

Into the darkness
deep and strong
into the darkness
I was in all along
the darkness of tomorrow
the darkness of past
the darkness will come
and I cannot last
Last through the flame
last through the fire
even before it begins
I now tire
lost and hopeless
all alone
lost and hopeless
to creep in at night
to sneak into a illusion
to sneak into this life
to sneak into a world without strife
pretending I'm here
and knowing you're not
Into love
that I never sought.

Breaking Out

Turning, tumbling, trapped so tight

Pulsating pressure pauses plight

Being boxed brilliantly benign

Turning, tumbling, trapped in time

Don't have a box? I will give you mine

Jacks Jillion Jars of Jarred Jelly

Jack Black jarred a jillion jars of jarred jelly
Jack Black stacked the jillion jars of jarred jelly in Jill's basket
Jill jogged with the jillion jars of Jack's jarred jelly to Grandma's
Grandma jumped Jill jogging with the jillion jars of Jack's jarred jelly
The jillion jars of Jack's jarred jelly fell
Now there were a million jillion jagged jars of jelly that jack jarred