Tag! You're It!

Good morning sir.
As said every sunrise.
Such thoughts, such pleasures.
Where corners of my mouth,
curl ever slightly
to grins of my heart.

Switch on my lamp;
as my seat finds my desk.
And pour colors of mind
onto empty spaces,
empty of words.

Tis you that revived it.
Tis you that I smile to.
Comfortable pillows
of feathery bliss.
Good night and sweet dreams.

Oh and one thing more;
TAG! YOU'RE IT!

No Worries Mate

Laying down on the warm, sunny beach
Enjoying my cool tequila peach
Catching rays from the hot, burning sun
Eating cheeseburgers on sesame buns
Feeling the grainy, white sand under your toes
Watching the tide change from high to low
The relaxing, swift breeze through your hair
Smelling the salty, tropical air
People and children having fun
Stress and work here…there’s none
Blue skies, white clouds, green trees
So beautiful are the Florida Keys
Friends everywhere to be found
This is the place of summer sounds
From sunrise to sunset
Fishing with fish nets
This place is a paradise
Nothing to describe it, but nice
So great you don’t know the date
Oh well, no worries, mate.


Written by my fellow friend, my fellow musician.

Stupid to Try

Block. Block. Block.
What to write?
Trying for you,
already gave up hope once,
doubt I can do it now.

Screaming surrounds me .
Move it along!
Ahhh!!!
Can't feel what's inside...

Forgot how to write.
Pressure
Confinement
Doesn't want to be revealed.
COME OUT!

Everything is hidden.
Even from myself.
From the darkness that haunts me,
to everyday problems.
You want to know what's wrong?
I'm lost within myself.

Everything is hidden.
Even from myself.
Including the darkness that haunts my dreams.
You ask how I feel?...
Like a prisoner in my own mind.


A poem written to me by a lost friend.

Unsure

Questionable remark
from such a flat-toned voice.
Sorrow?
I feel I cannot
speak or write such things.

World's heavy arms
sustain such balance.
Hold me from gravity's
inviting, appetizing
stare.

Body Unknown

Meek Bones,
rattle your shivers.
Such unique maracas
cannot survive; surpass.
The fuel tank screams empty.
The cage is tremblin;
Time to get off
the DC train.
Time to tighten
them rattling bones.

Thumbs Up

Fluffy thumbs.
Pressing and uniting
such intolerable fingers.

Tis stout yet intimidating
self; ever powerful.
Do not curl to defense.
Stand high and point.

*Shun*

Where d'ya get your tattoo?!
Depends, is it orange?
Or maybe a kitty!
Shall we swim?
Or wait to find Scooby Doo?
Where is he anyway?
Snuggle snuggle.
What a sweatshirt.
Too bad it's mine now.
Be controlled by what you control.
Shall we set sail
as the darn pirates we are?!
Just watch the perspective!
Or no Redbull for you!
Tisk Tisk Tisk.
Share my screen?
No I'm not hungry.
That's for my cousin's taste.
I'll have this Brian,
You'll have that one.
A symphony of theme songs.
A lego fanatic.
Let's go into Boston,
with - YO YO'S!
No biting please.

His Turn

She smiled today.
A laugh from her swollen heart.
It wasn't from me.

Substitute

A pang of worry,
along with faith.
Don't run
I need you.

A smile forever,
of promise, of joy.
Don't replace me,
You need me.

A stronger hug,
a soul of warmth.
Forget me not,
I'm still here.

He sees your eyes,
he holds your heart.
Don't leave me,
I love you.

Forbidden Sugar

Stolen winds
Repeat the whisper.
Length of wings mine,
Ever fly.

Sail through sails;
a mast of height.
Take adventure
through the sky.

Hold me close,
before I drown.
Before I float
away, away.

Snuggle here,
Hold my fingers.
I like it all
Sweet tooth of mine.

New Day

Sun's high rising
above my thoughts.
Take me away
for tis wonder, wonder.

A sweetheart, a treasure;
for such a pirate in me.
Adventure meets
a day's soft whisper.

A hershey kiss,
a silent smile,
if there's a wait;
it's worth the while.

Dark

Torn shades
Yellow, yellow.
Face thy wind,
tis never mellow.
Hold it tight
away and sore.
It runs far
the pain is more.
Candy sweets
and sticks to play.
Just close them up
I'll go away.

Emptied

Heart filled
love and joy.
six months afore
such withering starts
painfully and slowly.
you suffer and cry
the last drop is gone
and left with nothing.
no hope say the spring.
no broken hearts.
no abrupt ends.
fed at it and fed at it
till you had nothing left
as you all but prance.
emptied.
it hurts
and its hurting
and it will never stop hurting.
because now he prances,
prances, prances.
will a heart filled
and memories forgotten.

Senses Aware

A crunching echo
underneath me beware.
Silent whispered wind
licked my ear
ever near, ever near.

Catch the silence
in palms so clear
or every wounded
human being, me.
Must you be there?

I hated you that day,
through victory's love.
Someone stated,
ever firmly
There is more to love.

Too Late

Sincere apology
from my open wound.
You ceased to realize
the need for you.
I needed you.

Quivering lip.
Torn apart lung.
As it slips away,
you let me
you did not chase me.

Opened eyes
and realized soul.
Too late, far too late.
She is already gone,
I already left.

Message From Two

Zig. Zag.
Criss. Cross.
Fuck the time,
yet hear the bells.

You type too slow;
waiting, waiting.

Hello Danielle.
Says I tonight.
Says I any night.
HA!

Can I leave now?
No more left.

Thy Lord, Thy Prankster

Hold light as ray's first
stretching yawn
can succumb to us.
Please stop
clogging the leak.
It only adds to misery,
to such a blue sidewalk
that never sees such brightness.

"Hmm," says I.
What radial blurs.

On forth the strut,
such promenade,
as said in France.
Only there is no beach here,
as there was in past text.
Just some blue heavy concrete,
on a blue heavy world.
(How depressing.)

"Oh well," says I.
Just pretend to twirl.

What more pranks?
Which more laughs?
I chuckle quite a bit myself,
for the windows to my right
introduce my own misery,
in their own distorted way.

"Anything else?" says I.
For the twirl turns to dance.

Haiku Trois

Yawn number sixteen.
Yet I stare at my red walls.
Midnight hunger strikes.

Windless Fall

There I lie, unspoken, such disaster.
Words spill upon such fleeting note,
yet hold disregarded words I hath wrote.
Save me not from what lies hereafter.
Such rebellious winds grope about, my hair,
my curls, such caramel curls of spoken light.
Thoughts mine spilled astray without a care,
Headed by soldiers strewn about to fight.
I beg to leave alone what hath been done.
Era's nineteen summers held the flame,
through the day it dimmed to mighty shame.
The lighter sound, for I began to run.
Fish for love, for I stand upon my death,
with shadows, shade, licking my path.
Stand aside, for darkness has a wrath
that chews maliciously upon my final breath.

Beg Thy Choices.

The fourth try.
Not final,
not charming.
I hate it.

Colors unbalanced.
Shades of gray.
Erase my memories.
Let me end it.

More Than One

Witnessed stars,
punctured poems.
Splattered paint,
never the same.
Nunca igual.

Search the blankets
of dark night skies.
Can one see,
what others strive
to see, to feel?

Steps left, right, left.
Ribbons interlaced,
knots and bows, oh my.
I am detached.
From me, from a world.

Split and torn in many.
Rumpled as ben linen.
Scattered on many paths.
Splattered road kill.
Lost prisoner of life.

Me Before Us

Not laughing.
Outside such riot.
Silently writing,
Am I too quiet?

Eyes of stare.
Speak they will,
they know I won't.
Am I too still?

Not a notice
of who, what, or where.
There is no attention.
Am I still there?

You Before Us

I see nothing,
behind the drawn curtains
of my eyes, my eyes.
My thoughts a photograph,
yet felt by his presence.
A smirk, goofy grin,
among hate, of pure innocence?
It doesn't matter.
He's already dead,
among living breaths.
Shards of black,
strung loose, tattered.
Like earth and dirt.
Such a gravestone,
already carved through his mind.

Help

What a tease.
The cardboard lies
with it's lips parted.
But the box is empty.

I stand in a river
of empty memories.
Pooling about my feet,
A rush of endless sound.

Hold the rope tight,
I don't want to fall
any farther, any faster.
Could you pull me up?

Dim Candle

I came to say goodbye.
My mind sailed away.
The world has been a lie.
No white, just black and gray.

Verdade

It was today
I realized
what it really was.

A fathom,
quirky words
ever stretched

as a highway.
Bushes on either side,
masking the reality.

What to do?
I left, I walked,
I stumbled away.

For not one being
should be burdened
with a mislead mind.

What to do?
Who knows, who cares.
Tis a lie, tis my tears.

Haiku For You

Now try and tell me
after my operation
that it was all lies.

Preciously Hidden

A haggard candle
stands erect.
A wick of fire wicked
mischievously dances:
Teasing the shadows,
Seducing the darkness.

My eyes are glassy,
ever filled with
a memory forgotten.
Stare to the hypnotic glow.
Burning away time,
Licking the still night.

Do not smile,
for they might see it.

Confession Unsolved

One jump and
I flew so high
through the air
that I think I'm drunk.

A bed of roses
lay underneath;
yet Oops!
I slipped.

Whistling prayers
tooting up and up
in the steam of
mother's morning coffee.

One thing said:
Don't listen.
It's show time.
For I am the audience.