Tatters

I eek out a living among the tatters of my former self,
the personality I once clothed myself in
It is shelfed carefully alongside the no longer needed alarm clock
set before dawn so I may be among the first to greet the new suns rays
And here I sit day after day
Awaiting I know not what
as I watch expectation shadow flicker off and on my darkened walls
But I know it will not be found here among the still drying toothpaste smears flecked in my clogged sink
Or dust of opportunites not taken that coat my diplomas tucked safely away from my regret-A snapshot of youthful eager days gone bye
I lay sandwhiched in transition between what once was and what will be
And all there is, is me

TV

That's all women see
Unrealistic bodies on TV
Believing you're fat
There's something wrong with that
Just another way to pay
Day after day
For products you don't need
It's called corporate greed
Newspapers focused on sadness dying and crying
Biased always lying
We just need to be free from buying vanity
It only stifles our humanity
Which way do we steer?
Sometimes it doesn't seem clear
Its called corruption without interruption
The police are allowed to kill
Those they deem 'mentally ill'
The populations being thinned
By those turning on their own kin
Driving down the freeway staring at billboards
Mixed messages only create discord
Why do we have to fight?
Can't we understand there's no one way that's right
If we open our minds
We'll find its not hard to be kind
Together we can create a world free from hate
As long as people mediate

Wisp of memory

Wisp of memory billow
As my head rises and falls on a down pillow
Remembrances mist swirl
Cloaking my dreams in streching fingers unfurled
The dreams tether
Leaves me wallowing in fields of heather

People want me to be what I'm not
But I'm is all I got
The universe and I have a transcending connection
There's always room for reflection
You gotta remember life is fleeting
Even the most nobel heart stops beating
And now winters comes, summers undone
Tans fade
We no longer remember the coolness of the shade
What was sharp become a dull blade
What was once large becomes small like the florida everglades
Memories like that
I just forget what I was gonna write so...
Just go smoke lots of weed
the end

What a does poet do?

What does a poet do but write ideas noble and true
What does a poet do but speak through beauties muse
What does a poet do but cry and not know why
What does a poet do but bare their inner soul on paper for all to read
What does a poet do with scorn but get inspired to write it away
What does a poet do filled with inner light but try and do what's write
What does a poet do but birth a new way thinking about life

Not My

Not my reality
Not my normality
I'm not into hetrosexuality
Queer since the day I was birthed
And that's the way I'll go into the earth
My parents tried to make me pray it away
But their dismay, the queers here to stay
Drag queens din't fight in vain at Stonewall
The next generations standing tall
Me I'm not forlorn
I get to touch unicorns with irradescent horns
That's my normality
That's my reality
p.s.
We're queer, we're here
DEAL.

What's really going on

This is raw, unpolished
But I gotta say this goverment enslavement should be abolished
They want us to be a ntaion addicted to alcohol
And were trees once stood they're building shopping malls
We're up against a brick wall
Me? I'm trying to find my style, my nitch
I wanna rhyme without a hitch
The light of reason needs to dawn
I need to inform people of what's really going on
I'm turning over a new leaf
No more being irresponsible and causing my mother grief
I'm hitting the books, giving education a second look
Other poets are like movie stars with fancy cars
All I got is me and my rhymes
I don't even own a dime
But it don't matter cause I got all I need
I don't need a big house with a fancy deed
Fuck material greed
As long as I can write things will be alwrite
This my only love, my obession
I'm writing my confession
As long as I have verse all obstacles can be transversed
My situation can only get better after its gotten worse

Wheels of Love

This is my freestyle
Listen to me rhyme awhile
What can I say that will convey my dismay
at being treated like an inferiority by the vast majority
What society doesn't understand they fear
That's why its hard to be queer
My mind is like a ball of twine
It just needs to unwind
Gotta speak my piece about piece
The wheels of love need to be greased
Pen and paper come together in holy matrimony
It the real deal, I ain't no phony
I feel like I'm flying on the back of the turtle like I could scribble my way to a tony
Holding the world on my back
This society gives me no slack
Obey this law and that or they throw you in jail
you lose you fail
Do not pass go do not collect 200 dollars
Bro you ain't white collar
I may be white trash
But I'm gonna be a smash
I got dreams, schemes,aspirations, I'm part of a believing nation
up to neck in perspiration
Working at a burger grill till your over the hill
The american dream
Or so it seems
I wanna get in a hot air ballon, fly it to the moon
Get away from all these federal goons
This system's strife
It cuts like a hot knife
Tearing apart flesh bones stealing your soil
Baking in the hot sun of McDonalds takes its toll
Nothing but ribs cracked by the boots of nazi cops
This american terrorism is over the top, this shit won't stop!
Not unless all creed colors identities hold hands
Start making demands
Here I go again dissing the man
This wasn't my plan
But I said what I need
I did the noble deed
Informing the people about the greed on which they feed
It's best I take a rest
cause more is less
Let someone else have their fun
This poem's done

Today

Today is not a day to shine
Today's a day to hang heads and cry
reminiscing over cheap wine
Today is a day to wonder why
we can't use peace to grease
the wheel of love
meditating on why there's hating
and why can't we get along
Today is a day to listen to the crystal blue song
Today is a day to pray
Tomorrow into a better day

Wonder's Sensation

step forward
into the realm
of endless possibilites
the mind the soul
an open door
the free thinkers courage
to walk through
the other sides appeal
calls to open ears
its called heavens gate
paradise awaits
A wonders sensation
lies in the garden of the poet's creation

Mary Jane Nation

I don't need no inebriation
I'm part of a Mary Jane nation
It's eat and smoke
Share and toke
It's that magical time of dday, 4:20
And I've got weed aplenty
So come with me
If you want your mind to be free
I'll pass the bowl
Take a puff..
and see what a stoner could
Nectar stripes drip down my pipes thick stem
A nice case so it won't break
I've found its name
Now its mine to claim
Cause I don't need no inebriation
I'm part of a Mary Jane nation

Trash on the road

Sitting next to Mike
Staring at an abandoned? magna bike
Its trash on the road
and I don't know what wind will blow
Making up this song as I go along
Fourth of July fireworks in the sky
Just trying to get high as time drags by
Beads of persperation drip down a furrowed brow
This weathers taking toll
And I can't find happiness no matter how deep I dig in this bowl
Everything's flashy and gay
But I just want this day to dissipate and blow away

Home

If I could dare to catch a thought, a whim from the santicified air
A fantasy of these hollowed woods
A breeze blowing between oak trees
the only church and savior I have come to know
Time spent in silent rapture as uncountable as the grains of hope in my heart
The hymns of the winged free strike cords of reverence in my heart
resonating beyond the knotted hill
the shameless scrag of brush
the steep rock dotted bluff
Nature cannot bluff
No greater truth can be found than in the ever renewing lush meadows beauty
When the cities tyranny of starless skies and unrelenting din clutter my head
Keeping pen from holy matrimony with page until thy marrow aches and my spirit grows weary
I am renewed as mossy rocks washed free by trickling streams
Inspiration dream visits me
and I am the young bleating kid leaping from one crag of thought to the next
As a nut dropped from on high by a clever bird cracks revealing a tasty morsel within
so the dawn of reason breaks
and I am incapable of utterance until the jeweled moon arises
As one with the wolves I howl my song of praise along with creature choir
tettering on ideas precipice
I know where I belong and where I yearn to be
and where I am is here at
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