I was once a little twig with dreams of being a mighty tree
So people would come from all around just to look at me
As the years started to come and go I fell in love with the wind
I would open myself big and wide swaying to the music of my friend
My rings became many and my bark was as red as red could be
Then the day finally came I was the tallest of the tallest trees
I stood tall and I stood proud and everyone knew my name
As my rings continued recording my destiny to fame
Then the fateful day it came my friend and I had a fight
Looking back I can't recall who was wrong or right
I said, "You are but the wind something people can't even see"
" And I'm the king of them all the tallest of the tallest trees"
That night the wind started to howl she really started to blow
And I the tallest of all the trees learned we reap what we sow
My roots struggled to hold on tight but without a soul around
She who had been my dearest friend knocked me to the ground
The loggers came and cut me up then shipped me away
To my soul that truly was a sad and lonely day
Torn from all I knew and loved wishing I didn't have to feel
I was cut into boards and post down at the local mill
Now I'm back here at home just a few feet away
From where my friend the wind and I used to dance and play
I'm the deck on which you stand I lay below your feet
There is a bench made of me would you care to have a seat
Sometimes in life our roles change just take a look at me
The trick is no matter who are what you are be all you can be
See I was once a little twig who became a mighty tree
And now I'm a redwood deck as proud as proud can be
And of my friend the wind she visits me everyday
So I can thank her once again for helping me find my way
I've been here since quarter past two
I've thought of nought else but you
I just want the chance to see
If this could work for you and me
When i'm with you i always smile
For you i'd walk the extra mile
Finding words to say is hard
I'm scared of letting down my guard
Just to show you i'd change my ways
I'll stop all habits in just one day
I'm fed up with living in the unknown
Lying in bed feeling so alone
I understand if you don't want the same
I will be the only one to blame
For letting you steal my heart
And using the chance to tear it apart.
Lord God, send us Your Divine and Moral Virtues to assist people
Faith, to deeply understand and produce evidence to the unseen
Impart Hope to be determined and persevere successfully
For persons to consider a little generosity to Charity
To present Prudence by being careful
For untruthfulness to bring into Justice
Give fortitude for lawmakers and government officials to be strong
Bring in Temperance to exercise Patience and Tolerance
We ask these in the name of Father Christ Jesus to send out the Virtues of the Holy Spirit
Men of substance
I implore you
Come gather around me
I have no ears with which to judge you
Allow your ideas to resonate
Vibrate within my core
Bounce from my surface
Come to life
I was formed for a Holy purpose
Placed in this room
Enclosed within these walls
A host for your imaginations
A silent witness to community
Men of substance
Think each others thoughts
Breathe spiritual breath
Allow me to be your Altar
Join your hands
Bow your heads
Blessed and courages
I am your silent witness
Made for this time
For this purpose
I welcome you
My honored guests
It is early on in life that Pride meets Ego. In 2nd grade in fact. Pride sits quietly admiring the gold star at the top of his drawing. Ego, sitting close by, slaps Pride on the back, lifts him into the air and tells him he deserves it. They become immediate friends. As they spend more time together, Pride loses his shape, expanding as Ego grows too. Pride likes his new form. It is large. It is powerful.
Later on Ego learns to surf. He rides the wave of forgotten insecurities, gaining momentum with every promotion and A+. Ego leaves behind a residue of “holier than thou" and superiority as he draws back, gaining more power.
Time passes. Pride forgets his glasses every time he leaves the house and instead grabs stilts. He carefully balances Success and Importance as he roams the streets blind. Pride steps on Morality and bumps into Humility but does not recognize it.
Pride and Ego meet again at the corner of Success and V.I.P. They straighten their jackets, lift their noses into the air and arm in arm they take on the city, knocking down marriages and small kids on the way. Pride and Ego walk tall. They are undefeatable. They laugh and twirl, kicking up dust from untouched sensitivities as they walk into the setting sun, watching as Humanity slowly fades away.
Yamaha impressed me the first time I laid eyes on her glistening blond maple wood, her stylish body details, her long fretted mother-of-pearl inlay; lobed with golden keys. Her voice called to me the first time I held her in my arms. I strummed her six strings slowly in the key of G, then moved softly to D and C. All the while, I searched earnestly for her purity in sound quality and style. She was not the most beautiful in the showroom. But oh yes! She did flatter me with her musical presence. She was beautiful to me! I knew from that moment on she would be mine for eternity.
Within the hour, I took her home to meet the family. She was shy on the journey, not making a sound; perhaps due to this being her first automobile ride or simply wanting to see a world she was now a part of. Yamaha was cased in alligator leather, a brown dressing which was stylish for the day. We were both nervous as we arrived and got out of the car. My strong caressing grip on her handle assured her she wouldn’t fall and it would be alright. She knew it would be alright as I smiled at her.
I opened the door, allowing her to enter first. When in the living room, I called to everyone to come meet the newest member of the family. Dad was taken by her simple yet elegant beauty and style. Mom touched her first and she was most pleased. At that moment I realized the importance of first impressions as Mom marveled at how pretty she was. I sat down in the best chair in the living room while Mom listed to Yamaha talk and I sang a popular country love song. I was pleased with the family acquaintance to Yamaha. It was evident she had become a part of the family.
The first few weeks, I couldn’t keep Yamaha out of my arms. I longed to be with her every minute of the day. In my eye, she made me smile by just gazing upon her. I fumbled with her in those beginning days. She ignored my elementary attempts at refinery and permitted me the time to catch up to her mastery rather than bow down to my level. Like any two lovers, both must reach to the need of the other. Only then is love truly in harmony.
Today, Yamaha is not the young glistening blond I held in my arms some thirty years removed. Her wood has been scared by my love to play her. She has received countless face lifts which cover her tainted mother-of-pearl. Her brown leather case dress stands in need of a seamstress care. But as with all things having been learned through love, we now make beautiful music together. She is my treasure, a light into my soul's well. She amplifies my inner being. As I perform, she is glorified. We have grown old together,and gotten better in time. I still hold her in my arms day by day as this lover has risen to her grace and expectations. She is my treasure for a life time.
Here's sumthing I kinda find funny
All these friends around really don't know me
everyone has a reflection here of
Stay outa my image if you can't look in the mirror
Now you can go with this or that
Whatever you choose, passion is where it is at
I will never gyrate to accomodate
as of this date i can and will be someone you hate
I thought this was a two way conversation
I'm just saying............ I see your lips moving but I don't feel nothing but a breeze
I could see your body language had nothing to comment
and this my friend i peeped on you with ease.
We've been weighing on my mind.
I'm sorry for my conflicting ways.
I have many layers to my emotions,
some I choose to listen to which end up betraying me.
I was disheveled, when you walked into
my story when things were extremely stormy.
The smile & laugh, which had quit eluded me,
came floating back within me.
It made me smile to know someone could still bring them back
That maze of which we spoke,
has many winding ways.
Way which lead to many places,
which most people do not stay.
Somehow though, I don't know why,
there is no spark within me.
We do, however, have a key,
the key to smiles & laughter.
After we began to talk I could see how you began to shine.
The many smiles, in that small time, should not become history,
for our friendship could be something great, but now is rather grey.
I understand if you decide
to leave our laughs and friendship behind.
Just do not leave me in the dark, to try and solve the mystery.
I KNOW I SAW HIM YESTERDAY
HE SPOKE TO ME OF LOVE
"IT COMES WITH A FRIEND"
HE SAID."ONE FROM UP ABOVE".
THEN SOMETHING HAPPENED
WITH HIS HEALTH
QUIETLY HE PASSED AWAY
RELATIVES AND FRIENDS
WEPT AND PRAYED
FOUR DAYS SEALED
WITHIN THE TOMB
WHEN HIS BEST FRIEND
CAME TO SEE, MANY TEARS
HIS BEST FRIEND SHED.
THEN IN A LOUD VOICE
AND THANKFUL PRAYER
CAME TRUTH, WITHOUT A LIE.
"COME OUT MY BROTHER
FOR YOU WILL LIVE
AND NEVER SHALL YOU DIE".
My hummingbird found me
A cactus i used to be
Instead she wrapped around me
she kissed my deep buried heart
Rose petals surround me
All around me
All around me
I am a dancing flower now
Dancing On the beats
Of her cute fluttering sound...
My heart says, "It must be now"
My mind says, "Why is this not sparking?"
so that is why I'm writing.
When we are together I forget anyone else is there.
But somehow, there is no flare shared.
"Why? Why?" I ask myself.
I tried to understand it, and it seems I've caused a mess,
for our contact continues to digress and digress.
There's still a soft spot in my heart for you,
In what way? I wish I knew.
I'm oh so filled with sorrow
am I to be forgotten?
I hope we can meet again
to attain a strong friendship.
- And -
The Earth's surface
And to all
With redeeming life
Cause for freedom
To set Thee free....
The Honor of Love
Comes from within a soul at peace,
Its measure of balance is strengthened with increase.
Love bores its respect from honor,
And breeds that passion between loes valor.
The honor of love is the truth that leads,
A person with thought not lust's greeds.
For greed brings pain and sadness,
Just as sorrow comforts ones madness.
The honor of love makes a feeling strong,
Not faking its passion and teasing a wrong.
Just as one feels the respect love brings,
So shall that honor of love will forever sing..
I am a monkey
Of distention, but
A monkey just the same
While hanging out
At the MONKEY YMCA
I am having profound thought's
Not to be truly centered
As a Monkey though
My life is pretty much
Concerning these matter's
The World is a jungle
And I don't know who is
Coming to dinner
If actually, I am dinner
Some dumb alligator
Or snake or two
May come by
For a snack,
So, I must really stay active
If I don't stay active
Then my future
Is pretty much assured
If you put your mind
Into the head of a monkkey
Then, what can a Monkkey do
Do You find your-self
With-out a ladder
And just don't know
What to do?
Try the "Law Of Reciprocity"
Fore only good thing's come
Back to You!
Plant your-self a Seed
And then You shall
Have a Tree...
Just give it a little time
And soon you will have three...
Then You shall be able
For the very first time...
the morning dew...
You make me smile , you make me laugh , you make me cry , and you make me sad . Deep down I love you with all of my heart. I love the warmth of your body and your soul all as a whole. Your one hell of a man , and sometimes I admit you got me wrapped around your hand. Ill come running like the wind , just because you said so. When we first met we had a chemistry that a story was untold. We are so much alike in so many ways , its crazy .... laughing , smiling , hugging , kissing ,listening , talking , butterflies in my stomach. You make me think way to much , my head starts to hurt , ups and downs , happy but sad..... stories untold ... feelings being hidden , not much being said ... just the voices in each others head .... irritated because we can't get our feelings out to each other ... mad for days and not saying a single word....the hurt and pain .... just from talking to you all day .... that leaves me standing in the cold all alone not knowing what is going on... confused and abused .... happy and joyful this is bittersweet and very unsure... Im not sure what to call us , but I need something more....
When you have a little
And you can see...
Is in a struggle
When you are down
Wearing a frown..
With your head hanging
Hanging down to the ground
Give just a little
And see that smile
- Fore -
This is the time
Where the whole World
Will smile with you!
Let the Lord BLESS you
Too young to remember , remembering is all I can do , stories told , may different , not never knowing the truth , a scar for life , not knowing the story behind it all , feeling like a leap and a frog , alone always and forever , standing strong on my own tow feet with no support , about this time I still have tears in my eyes, hurting and weeping from all the pain thats inside, feeling abandoned at a young age, my heart filled with hurt and emotion , like a boat on a ocean , screams and fights , something that I didn't like , it never excites me , it just makes me wanna go far way , running way all the time was getting old and leaving me out in the cold with no place to go , house to house , different rules , different place , different race and different pace. Ive been through hell and back again. 7:00 , lying on the floor , stomach growling , tears falling , left alone , hurting inside , just about to cry , flooding my face , with a salty taste , forgetting my race , forgetting my struggles , going blank with no trace , comes to comfort me , I pull away , with a lot of force , not wanting to be loved by someone who hurts me the most , running away thinking its a better place more hurt occurs , not giving no one a chance , to dance in my present , but finally I give in to something special to me , he who sees the best in me , he who takes me for myself , he who loves me more than ill ever know, he that stunts but deep down he's feelings truly shows , he that I love with all my heart , he that I don't want to leave , he is something like my everything , he is so much like me , he you wouldn't understand , he is my man , I could keep going on and on forever but Ill just end it here this time....
I woke up this morning
Went to the kitchen
Looking for some-thing
For this morning
I was on a mission
I went in-to the Cabinet
To open my favorite box
It was closed and It was sealed
I shook it, yet
I could not hear...
Surely they were gone'
And so was my last beer'
Fore there in the box
Their wasn't a sound
So, I placed it on the table
Then I sat down,
Only something was strange
I couldn't figure it out
So, I clinched my mouth
And dumped the whole
I was looking for some-thing
That sweet taste for my mouth
But, that nice crispy cereal
With-out a doubt...
I ran to the bed room
And looked on the floor
Their was an empty bowl
The milk was still cold
So, I was perplexed
Didn't know what to say next
My EX was sleep
On her mouth I could smell CHEXS
But, what could I do
Cause I wouldn't go near her
Was this a thought
Or could it be real
It was so...
That was my best meal
My ex-GirL fRiend
Has just killed my last
Box of CHEKS
What will she do next
Heavens' why me
She is a Cereal Killer
Can't you see?
When I look into
The narrowing of
The Heart and Mind
I often wonder
What dose' so many
People do ponder
Was it for life's reason
That We some-how
Came to be...
- Or -
Is it in the Hearts'
Of so many...
That true love has
Come to be..
Just looking under
In a vision of new hope'
A new chance for
You and me
- That -
Same light shines'
On you with me
ive got hurt feelings ive got hurt feelings. it hurts our feelings when you say were not wrappers were wrappers. some people say wrappers are invincible were vincible. ive got hurt feelings ive got hurt feelings. i ask my friends to post on my poems but they just say behind my back that its close to terrible. ive got hurt feelings ive got hurt feelings. have you ever been told that you dont write poems. I WRITE POEMS you just dont know what poetry is. it is whatever comes from the heart! ive got hurt feelings ive got hurt feelings.
The way that you’re crying,
You sound like you’re dying…
You can’t get enough of that food!
And then, when I feed you,
You say, “I don’t need you!”
And you’re in another bad mood!
Stop trying to bite me!
I think that you might be…
A little too cruel and crabby!
No matter what I say,
I’ll adore you anyway!
You’ll always be my love, Tabby!
This is a long lost dream story about Me and my EX-GIRL getting it back together again? Just who knows' where it will end......
My ex-girlfriend and me
We are talking about
The possibility of getting
Married and I said that
We shall see.....
She asked' me if we were
Going to take lot's and lots'
And I answered, yes,
But We won' be taking
And then She ask Me
If it would be consummated
I said yes, but, only if it came
I can see love smiling in this house
I can smell the beauty and devotion
I can sense happiness everywhere
I can feel the hand of trust holding them together.
When all hope is lost
when the birds have stoped
signing their sweet melody,
and the flowers lost their sweet scent,
when the grass started withering,
u were there for me.
u defied the odds and stood tall when i was down.
u were able to reach down on me
u reached my hand and pulled me up.
u believed in me even when i didnt believe.
u made me your hero.
and for that i regard as the best gift in my life.
i will rise again and be the hero in me that you have always seen.
i will stand by you forever.
naw i am a believer,
all because of you.
and when i look over my shoulder,
i see the dark past that was my life.
and the thought of you brings light to all of it.
now i can walk with my head held high
because i kno wat m made of
and what i have to do.
i know i have to build you and i
a little heaven on earth
where we will live a happy life that all of us always dreamt of.
we came from humble beginings
and today we stood as legends in the name of love.
we wrote the story of our love in sand
hoping that the wind will not wipe away.
but we dont know of the happenings of tomorrow,
so lets rejoice today,
wat our love has created and brought upon us.
u have not deserted me,
In my darkest hour,
i will also be here with you forever,
for i know u do not want me to go anywhere.
you showed me how it is to love,
i will return the love you gave me
and will remain true to you as u have been true to me.
you are every reason, every hope and every dream i ever had,
and no matter what happens to us in the future,
every day we are together
is the greatest day of my life.
m going nowhere.
unless you push me.
but i will move with greater resistance.
for i do not want to go anywhere,
here is where i want to spend the rest of my days,
i have became happier each day since u came into my life.
and i want to share the happyness with you.
if you will let me stay and enjoy the happyness with you.
there will be obstacles in the journey,
but i think both of us will tacle the obstacle together and overcome.
u always had faith in me,
i also have faith in you, and will forever have that faith,
i plead with you to never loose the faith in me,
even through my downfalls.
m here with you and for you
M here 4eva.
YOU HAVE ALWAYS BEEN THERE FOR ME NEVER HAVE YOU TURNED YOUR BACK ON ME.
ALWAYS INSPIRING ME TO DO MY BEST NEVER DOUBTING ME AT ALL.
THE THINGS I HAVE DONE TO YOU I CAN'T TAKE BACK BUT ALL I CAN DO IS GO FORWARD AND VOW THAT I WILL NEVER HURT YOU AGAIN.
It was a beautiful morning
And a good trip to the Church
The Church Service's
Were really good!
Along the way,
This morning something
Was Oh so different......
Instead of making a 'Tithing"
I had to write an "IOU'
***Never try this one at Home!
Reverence is the
Omnipotent of All Evil
Yet, is transient
It's foundation is
Loving and considerate
The first of her kind'
She is a glimpse of
Her own reflection
Garnered from time'
A reflection worthy
- Of -
Fore She is
Her Mother's child
Willful and obedient
She shall always' smile
She is also a Child of God
Divinely and duly resurrected
She is only surpassed
By Her tenacity,
And her capacity
Which should be the envy
Due to it's charm and varsity
And her Self of well being