Oppurtunity Awaits

Soft and sweet, loud and bold
My future unknown will be told
Crystal balls tell me clear as day
Cloudless blue skies show me the way

I can only write what I feel
I can only tell you what's real
I know that I want a chance
I want for you and I to dance

I dont have much to offer you
I have myself and I know I'm true
I'll be honest and I'll be straight
I'll give you myself and not just the bait

People will laugh, people will talk
I dont care if some people walk
If they believe in me and my choice
Then they will support me and my voice

It wont be easy to begin  life anew
But we will grow together, me and you
One step at a time, one kiss on the lips
Will start a new journy that we dont want to miss

I won't predict what the outcome will be
But waiting for us is oppurtunity
A chance to see what could be great
A chance to find out what is our fate

Pain Not Forgotten

The pain of suffering and suffering the pain
The depression of wills wills the depression
The loneliness thats feeds, fills my brain.
The power of compassion, empowers the passion

I will expand upon feelings we know
I speak of rejection and sorrow
No one likes to put their heart on the line
To have it stepped on time after time

Is it worth the pain that we suffer every day?
After being dismissed we feel betrayed
We take the blame thinking we did something wrong
Our ego is damaged and it didnt take long

We will ourselves an emotional shield
To avoid the depression that we know we feel
Sinking deeper and deeper into a pit of despair
And then we ask, How did we get there?

We are alone but we think it's false
To let this happen is wrong in our thoughts
So we search for a cure for the pain in our heart
Curing ourselves with subtle works of art

The art begets passion and the passion becomes us
We get rid of the thoughts that we are heinous
And so we begin to feel human at last
Compassionate beings understanding our past

But trust us when we say it's not forgot
We remember the pain and all it brought
Be kind to us, but strong and steady
It wont be long til we are ready.

Seasons of Reasons

Im in the world for only one reason
I am not enslaved by any of the seasons
I will fulfill my destiny of that I am sure
I travel through life with a heart that's pure

In the spring I'll keep close to home
Looking for someone to call my own
From here to there Ill follow my dream
The unknown will keep me from falling asleep

In the summer I'll search high and low
For that special person I do not know
Looking for my soul to show the way
I'll discover my fears and keep them at bay

In the fall I'll learn how to conquer at will
Seducing the passion that I have instilled
Bringing to me those that wish to be real
They will understand just how to feel

In the winter I'll choose the one for me
I'll open my arms and heart, then we'll see
If it's meant to happen the search is over
Happiness will increase when loved by another

The reason I'm here will be told in time
It is the only way I can walk this line
Intertwining the seasons and the lessons learned
Escaping from myself and all my burdens

Embrace the chances that present themselves
Fight the obstacles putting your ego on the shelf
It's all about you and the person you are
It's all about me and finding that star

Happy Halloween!!!!-BWAHAHAHAHA

In the night we travel down the road
Looking for lights so we know someone is home
Trick or Treat is the words the children use
To get candy and taffy they cant chew

What they dont know is the horror thats there
The goblins and witches and monsters aware
Of the coming of childrean dressed with masks
Wishing to have some fun they begin their task

The haunted houses swaying in the breeze
The witches on broomsticks flying with ease
Circling the unsuspecting chlidren
Waiting to grab one, two or even ten

They wait all year for this night to come out
The one night their power will win the bout
They snatch them up with cackling glee
Whisking them away so none shall see

They torture the children with potions and spells
They rip off the arms, legs and heads as well
Put them in a stew for dinner that night
Appeasing their hunger before cometh the light

If you wish to enjoy all hallows eve
Make sure you are cautious and stay on the street
Because once in the shadows you cannot protect
Yourself, your children or even your pets

I beg of you stay in your home
Do not test the will of the unknown
This Halloween they cannot be beat
Be careful when you say trick or treat.

Anticipation

We all know what its like anticipating
To feel anxious without the usual abating
Feeling excitement wanting the waiting to end
Getting nervous when events are around the bend

This is what I felt like when I waited for her
Knowing that someday I would  know her so much more
I had expressed my eagerness to finally see her face
I had told her that I would take her to a special place

I had dreams of what it would be like
To take her on a long leisurely hike
With her hand in mine we would walk the trail
Trading stories about the times when we have needed bail
Separate but together we would make this trek
Discovering each other with each purposeful step

These dreams always ended in sensual bliss
Clothes strewn about and caution dismissed
Then I woke up and my anxiousness had grown
I wanted something that I had never known

But you see the past is the past and we all grow up
I realize these truths and I quietly sup
I remember and hope that I haven't run out of time
I can always pretend that she was once mine.

I still sometimes hope that the time may come
But I hear the beating of a fading drum
Telling me that I will need to take it slow
There are two lives at stake with plenty to blow

There's no need to rush into something that may be opaque
I will proceed with caution because I don't want hearts to break
So, with anticipation, I await whatever happens to be my fate
No promises, or dishonesty should be the cause of heartache

O'Brien's IX

I must confess I'm tired of this
I almost can take any more of this shit
I'm tired of dealing with all of the stress
I'm tired of having to take care of all the rest

I want to take some serious time off
I want to tell my life, for a moment, just stop
But week upon week I continue to suffer
Never learning that I need a little buffer

So to relieve myself of the stress that I have
I will visit a place close to Lincoln Ave.
A small little pub that many people know
It has a reputation for parties that grow

I've been there a few times to whet my pallet
I think I'll go there again for another quick visit
O'Briens Pub is where I need to go
Open Mic night with Fred leading the show

Friends will congregate once again
Thursday night at nine is when the fun begins
So come on down to jam and sing
Let's rock the bar til the closing bell rings

Written by Scott Morse

I use to think the fight was the key;

to protect myself from the misery.
Build the walls and let no one in,

 On my own I'll stand, until the bitter end.
Let no one inside and no one can betray,

 isolation is the only solution to a world in disarray.
Further thought I realise how blind I have been

to close out the world is to closeout... friends.

In my attempt to defend my life

 i betray the greatest gift and closed my eyes.
For in order to live I must love and lose;

 and with the thought I now must choose:
If I let you go, my world will be free.

 But then here I will sit, alone with... nobody.
If I keep you close, we may bicker and fight;

 but I can always hold you close and the world will be right.
So after all the analysis is complete, and the final word is said...

 I will never be able to get you out of my room....let alone my heart or my head!!!

WWII Hero- Inspired by Ed.

You are a young man, but much older than I
You have lived a life more important than mine
You have fought for my freedom and I thank you for that
Because of your bravery I know where my children are at

They are safe at home all cozy and snug
Never even thinking of the war battled and won
When they get older I will tell them why they are free
About the lives lost for them and their children to be

You fought a war when the world was a mess
With tyrants and bigots killing our friends
You saved our lives by putting yours on the line
How can we repay you for all your precious time?

The sadness sets it when I realize what I say
The fact remains I cant tell you everyday
Because, you paid a sacrifice that is divine.
Your life for ours , Your life for mine.

Door Is Ajar

I am learning to understand things I didn't comprehend
Regarding women, love, life and confusion that never ends
I'm tired of chasing, tired of trying so hard
I'm tired of trying to hold on to all the cards

My cards are good and  I don't bluff
By my effort is almost exhausted with all this stuff
I show I care and I try to entertain
I am who I am with plenty to gain.

There's not much to lose I've already lost it all
I have more to give but my confidence is stalled
I don't need everything neatly put in place
I just want to stop running the race

I've made my efforts and I've made the calls
Time to sit back and give someone else the ball
I'll wait patiently, but not eagerly, just doing my thing
Maybe it'll happen but my breath I'm not holding

Life goes on and I will keep my door ajar
Willing to take a chance on the occasional shooting star
She will light up my life of that I am sure
But don't wait too long or my heart won't be pure.

I Miss You.

I miss the way you smile
I miss the way you cry
I miss the way you laugh
I miss much more than that

I miss the way you enter the room
Turning heads as they think Vavoom!
I miss the way you leave as well
Those hips summon me like a bell

I miss it when we kiss all night
I miss it because it feels so right
I miss your lips.full and soft
I miss those nights in the loft

I miss the fires and I miss the wine
I miss your body wrapped up in mine
I miss warmth I feel in your heart
I miss it when we are so far apart

I miss the long walks in the woods
Holding my hand just as we should
Stopping for a moment to look at the stars
Head on my shoulder and pointing at Mars

I miss the movies we watch all day
Marathon of laughter that wont go away
My cheeks still hurt from smiling so much
From spending the time and feeling your touch.

I miss the way you look at me
Those eyes full of love and insane beauty
I could get lost in them every day
Because you make me feel this way

I miss the long talks we share
Whatever comes to mind we bare
Telling secrets that no one else knows
These moments precious as the sunset glows.

I miss feeling your skin against me
I miss knowing I belong to thee
I miss hearing how much you care
I miss telling you none compares

I tell you this as if it's the present
This past that happeneed., hasn't
I tell you this in advance for the future
Because when you leave this is my scripture

I miss not knowing who you are
I miss believing you are not too far
I miss thinking of things that may be
I miss dreaming of you with me.

Lisa's Poem- ask and ye shall receive.

Oh Elizabeth, Elizabeth where are you

I've been trying to give you some news

I've been looking everywhere in town

I looked up the street and I've even looked down

You seem to disappear to where I don't know.

It would be easier to find Carmen Sandiego.

You asked me to write you a poem so I did

Now I cant find you and people said you hid

Hiding from me? I can't believe you would

Even though people have avoided me since childhood

I thought you would enjoy the news I have to say

But it seems that you have up and gone away

I can remember the fun times we've had

Forcing you to drink shots that you said were bad.

But you came out OK with just a little headache

I like your motto of, "It's not too much until you're not awake"

You have been a trooper standing strong beside your friends

Not ever quitting even when the police bring it to an end.

"We'll just move the party and wake the neighbors

If they yell at my dog, Ill use my light (hiccup) saber"

But as you know I say this all in jest my friend

Because I can drink more than I think you can

I've never seen you drunk, I don't believe

You are always in control when I leave

I've never seen you mount a friend on a table

I've never seen you throw yourself in a pool

You don't have pictures of your inner thigh on FB  (poetic licensing)

This is because you are in control and totally cool

I still search for you, Lisa, my long lost friend

And I will keeping looking until the end

I have to tell you some news that you must hear

OK.. fine I'll tell you.. We need to have a beer.

From Pity to Party

As I listen to the world go by
I sit and wonder where am I
I've done the things I'm supposed to do
Yet I still have something to prove

I don't know why things happened this way
I thought I wasn't going to end up the prey
But here I am broken and chewed
Trying to put together a life that's bruised

I'm not a pessimist by nature
I know love will happen
They say be patient
Don't look for that option

I'm not necessarily looking for love
I think I know what I am speaking of
Love will happen when she opens her eyes
Her being that woman I have yet to hypnotize

Maybe I've met her and maybe I haven't
But I can't wait around for what could've happened.
So my life changes each night as I dream
The dreams power my being and change what I need

So ...today I need nothing, today I need peace
Today I need to let go I need to release
Empty my thoughts and let the mind wander
It'll venture where it will and find new things to ponder

As I search for the wisdom I have yet to find
I will look forward and not behind
I will make plans to find these answers
With friends alongside I'll maneuver these waters

Tonight I'll grow a little wiser
Uninhibited actions will be my advisor
Don't be amazed at the things I might do
I've learned from the best, my Golden Hills crew.

Try to reason with me and try to sedate me
Try to control me and try to restrain me
But you will see there's no turning back
Once I gather the momentum from throwing a few back.

Gun Does Not Spell God.

A gun goes off in the middle of the night
At once I know something is not right
I hear the sirens getting loud as they approach
They scream with anxiety knowing a life was poached

We have heard and read about this much too often
Young lives taken causing our hearts to soften
Sympathy for the families affected
Hardened with anger because we are not protected

Protection from ourselves is what we need
We are society and because of that we bleed
Bleeding the life from loved ones and friends
Bleeding the hope that we had as children

In Worcester a man is sold a gun
He thinks it's cool and might be fun
He can now walk the streets with pride
Knowing he has protection on his side

Buying the drugs and smoking the crack
Makes him feel like he's a class act
Because with a shiny new gun stuck down his pants
He's the king of the world with a private romance

He brags about his gun to his friends and brother
Showing them how much cooler he is than all the others
"Stick by my side friends and we will go far
We'll run this town and own every bar"

"We will protect our own with my power and fear
No one will dare confront me when my gun appears
So stay close to me and we'll be okay
I'll be the protector and your savior someday"

Umm I don't think so you ignorant fool
You don't know what you've gotten into
You bought a gun and bullets with cash
Just in case someone tries to steal your stash

Now you have the power to protect your own
But who will protect them when you are in their home
Because your stupid and don't know how to use it
You've killed your own brother. In the chamber was a bullet.

Shot in the head while showing off your moves
Spinning it on your fingers like you have something to prove
Then BANG he's dead and you are all confused
When you see his blood splatter on your shoes

Now his life is over at the young age of twenty
Shot dead by his kin with courage a'plenty
Brave young man who could buy a gun
Educated by the streets of society's scum

I don't know how to talk to the mother
I'm sorry your son is dead, shot by his brother
Maybe it's time for us all to look around
Time to teach the children guns are not sound.

Stay away from the drugs and the violence we plead
The same thing could happen to you, we plant the seed
Stay in school and stay off the streets
Because that's where the grim reaper you will meet

Visions

Listen to the music
Embrace what you hear
Lose yourself completely
Forgetting what you fear

The lyrics are poignant
The melody is sweet
Your minds drifts off
Avoiding things concrete

Abstract thoughts
Emotions emerge
Tears in your eyes
Blooded veins surge

We dance until dawn
Forgetting the world
Resting upon each other
Tiringly collapse our minds enswirled

We sleep with visions
Visions of colors
Colors of music
Musical wildflowers

We wake with thoughts
Thoughts of visions
Visions we dreamt
Dreams of precision

We know exactly what is needed
To cure the world of hate
We just need to find a way
To explain its not too late.

Spread the words
That so many speak
Encourage change
Strengthen the meek.

Happy Being Alone

So many people alone in their ways
Succumb to the depression not kept at bay
Thinking that this is all life has to offer
Why should we even try to bother.

After being alone for so many years
They think that they are stronger than their peers
Secure in who they are and what they do
They don't need someone to help them through

Let me tell you what I think of this
I think it's a bunch of bullshit
Being alone isn't where anyone wants to be
People want to be with a partner I guarantee

They may not admit what they secretly wish
Hiding behind proclamations they do so relish
"I don't need anyone", they say with pride
"Standing on my own two feet for the whole damn ride"

After a while they begin to believe the lies
Drowning in loneliness disguised as pride
They close themselves off to possible love
Self absorbed with denying everything save God above

I say its fine to be independent and smart
But why close off what could be true in your heart
Never giving someone a proper chance
To show you how to live this life we dance.

I'm not afraid to take things slow
I'm not afraid to let people go
I'm not scared to let people in
I'm not scared to put out my chin

I don't need a woman for me to know who I am
I don't need a woman to care for me like an old man
I can stand on my own for as long as I need
I can handle any rejection brought on by greed

But for people to say that they are happiest alone
Is like saying they are blessed with the ignorance of the unknown
I'm sorry but I don't believe we are meant to be
Alone forever, unwilling to grasp what love could bring.

O'Briens VIII

There was a time when we all were young
Sadly those times are gone but not the fun
O'Briens in Lynn will put a spark in your day
On open mic night we are going to partayyy

Fred takes the reins and draws the crowd
Others take the stage and make him proud
Old friends will gather to hear the music
New friends will play and sing what they choose

Joe will jam on the drums with some flare
Smashing the cymbals and beating the snare
I cant predict what else will occur
But it'll be fun, of that you can be sure

UMMB

I will honor GNP, the reason I am

I am because he said I could

We are one, as a family we stand

Saluting him with pride as everyone should.

As I practice my music

With a smile on my face

I remember his starred thoughts

Knowing he helped us find what we sought.

900 strong, as alumni we march

Chins up and shoulders back

Making memories with friends

Will keep us strong 'til the end.

Old stories may be told

Old songs may be sung

But today we celebrate his life

Today we play as one.

Through A Child's Eye- Inspired by Jeannie

Through a child's eye we should look close
To see how they envision the world and the cosmos
The naiveté is apparent and  unmarred by man
Telling the honest truth without worrying about a plan

Watch them interact with adults and peers alike
Learning and absorbing everything in sight
Children see and hear more than we think they do
How else can they understand the language by age two?

I will take us back to a time long long ago
We were young and there were things we didn't know
Seeing a balloon floating high in the air
Amazement swept over our faces and we just stared.

Things haven't changed since way back then
Children still love balloons we will stare again
Their face lights up like a brilliant chandelier
Pure natural happiness without any fears.

Children trust us without any doubts
Trusting we know what we are talking about
We guide them through life providing space to expand
As they happily walk with us, holding on tight, hand in hand

Help them learn new things their way
They will run this country someday
We must believe that we will be safe
As long as we teach them and not dictate

Chills

Chills run down my spine

Thinking of you.

In my mouth swirls the wine

Tasting the truth

Waiting for the time to pass

Waiting on you

Trying to make the time go fast

So I can spend more time with you.

I've made my decision.

It haunts my dreams

The choice I've made will stand

Through the trials of time again.

You say don't wait

But yet I do

You say have faith in fate

I only want you.

Warmth takes over my heart

Thinking of you

Knowing we are not far apart

When you need to be rescued.

Freeze Pops- Inspired by Danielle

Summer is gone but all is not lost
Because in my freezer I still have freeze pops
I have hidden them in the back so none can see
My stash of frozen goodness all for me!

The children don't need to know that they exist
They would eat them all and I would be pissed
So I block them with frozen broccoli and peas
Then when everyone is in bed I consume with glee

Even in the dead of winter I will cherish these delights
Reminding me of summer and those warm sticky nights
The orange, the purple, the blue and the red
Colors not flavors excite my lovers in bed

Like scented candles and intense incense
Without my freeze pops sex makes no sense
They bring me to a world of long awaited bliss
When all is said and done there is that colorful stickiness

I will forever be indebted to my chilled tubes of fun
Frozen colored ice that melts to liquid in the sun
But despite the drawbacks of the obvious kind
I would gladly trade a steak for even the yellow kind

I love them so with all of my heart
More than looking for mousetraps in the dark
Inspired by my freeze pops hidden away so nicely
Thank you for the happiness with which you entice me

Head Held High-Inspired by Kim

We have all been through pain
We have tried to avoid the rain
But when things don't go as planned
We must not lay down, but stand

Adversities test, 'round every corner
Failing these, make us stronger
We've been through battles easy and hard
Struggling to prevail, we show our scars

Remember, despite the pain, life goes on
It's better to use your brain than brawn
Because it doesn't matter much you can lift
It doesn't count when your wealth is a gift

Standing with your head held high
Knowing who you are and the reasons why
Keep your shoulders back showing your pride
Scoffing at challenges with confidence inside.

We take life as is making it work for us
Dealing with what we have not assuming the worst
Be proud of the person you are and who you've become
Too many people just lay down and succumb

We honor those people with the strength to move on
Breaking down walls and waking to a new dawn
Inspired by those that have been through the wringer
Coming out on top, giving hard times the finger.

O'Briens VII

The return of the of Fred's lyrical power
The triumph when the sound barrier cowers
The insanity of the crowd overpowering life itself
Rising to a new plane of primordial existence

A new race is born within O'Briens womb
Raging and raising the roof is coming soon
Thursday night witness the rebirth
And find out what life is worth

I dont joke about the power of song
I'm not trying just to make you come along
Your experience will be out of body at worst
Craving more and more trying to quench the thirst

Unsurmountable to reach the summit
The adrenaline will push your strength to the limit
Come prepared to be justly humbled
When the music crashes through your soul

My Definition of Art- Inspired by Lauren

It's difficult to express how meaningful art is
The artists creating breath with expression
Inhaling inspiration as they will their hands
To push their voice or to guide the youth

What possesses them to create this art?
What embodies their souls to emote such passion?
Do we really understand what they are trying to say?
Does it matter if we do or do they just want us to enjoy?

Enjoyment is the key whether you grasp the mindframe or not
If it touches your heart, makes you laugh or think, the deed is done
This burden is taken upon by the artist to make it reality
To expand your mind, disposition and the outside world within

I explain without rhyme to display a truth
A truth that anything can happen if done with a purpose
My purpose spans a greater chasm than I could ever fill
With words, song, sculpture, or paint on canvas

We don't want you to believe everything you see
We dont want you to believe everything you hear
We want you to become, to become what you choose
When you look or touch the art that speaks to us all

Appreciate the beauty that some art holds
Appreciate the horror depicted by a masterpiece
Appreciate the vision that keeps you looking on
Appreciate the words that flow from the fingertips

Don't scoff at others because they express
Encourage talent because everyone can grow
Even without purpose you created art unaware
Inspired by perception, heart and the ingrained beauty of your soul.

Time Spent Together- Inspired by Kristin

Time spent together I shall never forget
I saw you in the pool and you were all wet.
I stayed all dry just drinking my beer
Wondering when should I stop if I have to steer?

We were introduced by a mutual friend
Having a party welcomed by invitation
We talked for a minute or two
Then I left to get more booze

But then the fun started and the games began
Ladder-Ball partners from the start to the end!
We tossed those balls high in the air
Hoping to make them land way over there

I don't think I was seeing straight because I sucked
I kept on having to yell and tell people to duck
But we finished the game just shy of winning
It's the effort that counts even though we were losing.

The afternoon went quickly as the food was gobbled up
I had to leave before I ventured into someone's alcohol stock.
But nonetheless if was nice to meet a new friend indeed
Inspired by you, Kristin, requested about when you met me.

Taken Away

Life happens when we enter the world

Life ends sometime sooner than it should

If we grow up to realize these facts

Then seeing a life cut short is difficult to grasp

Let me explain what sometimes occurs

Pointed out at as taboo to discuss as it were

Labeled as a still or sleeping child's birth

We begin to measure how much life is worth

Taking for granted the love we receive

We take it and leave it like leaves on a tree

When the season is right we accept the leaf

We give it love passing along what we received

When the seasons change and the leaf falls down

We accept it as if new love won't let us frown

And we wait for a new leaf to take it's place

We forget what the last leaf left in it's wake

But what happens when we change love to life?

This is my dilemma and the cause of strife

Life isn't replaceable like leaves on a tree

Once life is gone we can do nothing but grieve

If a life is long lived and their time has come

We don't try to resolve it with hopeless theorems

But when a child is born without the gift of breath

How can we possibly justify this form of death?

It's not fair we scream and curse to those around

A little baby's life stripped from us without even a sound

The devastation is difficult despite support from friends

We look for answers trying to justify why this life had to end

The truth is simple and may be hard to handle

Like a candle being snuffed, life is that fragile

But the pain I would suffer is nothing compared 

To the loss the mother feels when she is unprepared

Expecting to hear a cry when they feel the cold air

Silence in the room and then begins the scare

"I'm sorry", the doctor says with the mask over his face

What else can he do except offer an embrace?

After months of planning and a name being chosen 

Our joys are trashed and our lives are frozen

The love for the child was growing for so long

Dreams were dreamt and now it's all gone

We cry at night wondering if we will ever recover

Figuring someday we will.. better late than never

So we deal with the sorrow and accept the pain

And we heal with time and stop trying to place the blame

If you know of a mother who has suffered

Please be loving and above all be gentle

Emotions can be a force too strong to resist

When a child is taken without taking a glimpse

Floater

I woke up this morning after a good nights sleep
Normally I would yawn and stretch from my head to my feet
But this morning I had some issues and my mind was reeling
Because I opened my eyes and my nose was up against the ceiling

What on earth could possibly be the cause
Why am I on my ceiling and then I paused
This can't be happening I must be in a dream
So I closed my eyes and then I slept or so it seemed

It couldnt have been more than 10 seconds later
I opened my eyes again and what I saw wasnt any greater
This time I seemed to be laying on nothing suspended in air
With all of my pets drifting around without any cares

Unusual at it may seem I concluded very quickly
That there seemed to be a lack of conclusive gravity
Remembering fizzy lifting drinks I decided to give it a whirl
I began swimming in my home and giggling like a girl

I did a backstroke to the window in the hall
Looking out and I saw nothing at all
My car wasnt there and the street was bare
I could only surmise everything was floating in the air.

I put my finger to my temple and tapped a couple times
Thinking what should I do and what obstacles must I climb
I decided that if nothing is on the ground
Then leaving my home is certainly out of bounds

I made my way to the kitchen propelled with my feet
Looking for the phone and maybe something to eat
The fridge was suspended anchored by it's plug
The phone anochored as well by it's base looking very smug

The phone still worked to my surprise and delight
Maybe I could find out what happened last night
I dialed 911 as taught when I was young
Busy signal came through and nasty words on my tongue

Panic set in and I had no where to turn
Emotions flailing like wildfire looking for something to burn
After a while I was exhausted and drained
With still no idea how life would ever be the same

A light bulb suddenly went on in my head
The television would show me, unless everyone was dead
So I swam on over to the floating plasma with ease
Turned it on and I got weak in the knees

How this happened with no weight upon them I do not know
But weak they were after I watched the local news show
A monumental shift deep within earth's core
Caused by man's greed for power and drills off the shore

As the newswoman drifted in and out of sight
She explained this was a temporary plight
Given the facts and the physics of nature
In 24 hours we would be through with this venture

Stay in your homes and dont go outside
Lest you drift away and lose more than your pride
So inside I stayed as I waited to fall
Back down to earth to heed nature's call

I couldnt do it now as I had nowhere to pee
So I held it in and watched a dvd
That's my story and I know it's true
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Nature II - Inspired by Lauren

I've written about deserts I've written about Fall
There are many things I still have yet to describe
Insistently I have ideas that will spring to mind
Repeatedly until released, melodically explaining it all

It may not be melodic and it may not be lyrical
But I beg you to trust what you see and hear
When reading this post and things become clear
You will have risen to a realm undeniably mystical

Autumn falls wayside and makes room for winter
In New England the trees are bare and cold
The animals scurry when the first snow blows
Gathering their rations to fight the harsh bluster

Waking up after the first snowfall begins
We feel a sense of pleasure coursing through our veins
Knowing we can possibly call out sick for a day
To enjoy Nature and build a snowman with the kids

Possibly we can take a leisurely walk
Through the park we can stroll and enjoy
The crispness in the air without any ploys
Lets us be free to be playful with our talk

Maybe we can take a small hike in the woods
Put on the boots, gloves and maybe even a hat
Looking to see how Nature's creatures combat
While we are warm and cozy underneath our hoods

I prefer climbing a tall forbidding mountain
To test my strength and discover my limits
To push myself, to run the gauntlet
To be victorious toasting a shot of bourbon

Atop the mountain you will see no flaws
Everything covered with snow as far as you can see
Knowing that this is truly a miracle and to be here is free
Nature doesn't follow any of our laws.

The sun sets quietly against the dark blue sky
Reflecting it's rays off the mountain's snowy slopes
Glistening with happiness and glimmering with hope
Inspiring poets to write words we live by.

Life's Rut

It's interesting how society judges one another
Forgetting how difficult life is to handle, we try to refrain
From looking at a friend, colleague, or acquaintance
Through the eyes of a world filled with expectations

We grow up as kids and we are asked
"What do you want to be when you grow up?"
We used to say doctor, lawyer or athlete.
"Oh, thats great" was the answer received

In high school we are urged to pick a profession
To enter college and pursue with fervor
Finally after all schooling is done, we sigh with relief
Then get thrown into society's jaws to get eaten

Chewed up and spit out as we struggle with the choice
A choice made in high school is heavy on our backs
Knowing our education put us on this miserable path
But the path has walls preventing us from going astray

Once in a while we may see a loose brick
But to look at the other side the wall we must be insane
What could possibly be beyond the path we chose?
Why would we venture to worlds that  are unknown?

Then we reach a point that is torture beyond comprehension
Now we are stuck in a rut that allows for nothing but compliance
But we fight against the norms that we are thrown into
To find a new career, trying to be happy, or happier

If we succeed in making this leap of faith
People look upon us and say how brilliant we are
But fail and hold all the presses
We never should have tried to change but just should have accepted

Bound by our own decisions with little room to maneuver
Restricting our options because once made we get trapped
It's not easy to change your life with a new career
Because failing is not an option in this day and age.

But if we make a mistake and choose the wrong road
Why must it be so traumatizing to everyone we know.
If I said I wanted to quit my job and be a writer
Will everyone I know look at me and say I'm insane?

Almost 20 years out of college and this choice can't be made
Starting at the bottom again is not an option for society's conscience
Money saved to risk on a new life makes me a loon
But what happens when I succeed in making it come true

Voila!  I'm a genius, an innovator, a man with vision
Everyone will look at me and think I'm a genius
But what if all attempts to make it fail with crumbling hopes
Then behold, the "I told you so's" come in a fury

What a loser I would be, a bum, a failure in life
I wouldn't even be able to support a wife
Then I lose it all and desperation sets in
Maybe a life of crime, It couldn't hurt my reputation.

So I ask you all to take a mirrored look and what do you see?
Is this the career that really makes you happy?
Would you risk it all to have your dreams come true?
Because make the wrong choice once and society says you're screwed.

O'Brien's VI

Things will heat up at O'Brien's this week
Showing who will be strong and who are meek
Talent storming that stage more than ever
Etching performances in your mind forever

Subtle hints will show us who can be
A true artist emerging from poverty
You have to begin at the absolute bottom
To appreciate the effort and gain the wisdom

Seasoned artists will perform as well
Making us sway, dance, sing and yell
So come on down this Thursday night
You will gain some valuable insight

Into the world in which we live
Artistic lives can be persuasive
Once you become a fan of art
It will always be close to your heart

You've seen groupies and you've seen fans
You've seen people cheering from the stands
But you won't see the future stars to be enshrined
Unless you experience the phenomenons at O'Brien's

Mumbo-Jumbo

As I walk through the dark streets
I can only hear the sounds of my feet
Complete quiet except for the wind
The deafening silence increases my depression.

I've been through highs and I've been through lows
I'm getting frustrated with my own mumbo-jumbo
But it's not as easy as you may think
There's always a good excuse to have a drink

But dont feel inspired by my tragic mile
I've read better poems in third grade style
And although the words may be of a higher caliber
The elementary emotions are more difficult when sober

I don't write to make people understand
I write with passion if and when I can
It doesn't matter to me whether it may scare someone
My expressions are mine alone and that cant be undone

We all have frustration and we let loose in various ways
Some drink, some smoke, some put heroin in their veins
But I choose to let my fingers do the talking
It's the sane way of dealing with feelings that are stalking

Finding an outlet for what you have inside
Is desperately important when there's none by your side
If I had someone to talk to and vent my frustrations
I wouldn't subject you to my disturbing creations

Maybe subconsciously I'm screaming here I am
Take me and save me from myself and this sham
But maybe I'm saying take a look at yourself
Are you really true and not just sitting on a shelf?

And so the tide turns and the onus is on you.
I plead and I beg for your soul to be true
Don't ignore what you may feel is trivial
Everything means something and there is no denial

You don't need to dance, sing or even write
As long as you believe that your heart can recite
The dreams and hopes that keep you going strong
Because that's where you'll find where you belong.

Summit

As I walk through the dark streets
I only hear the sound of my feet
Complete quiet, except for the wind
The deafening silence shows me where to begin

It points me to a world of firsts
A world of love free of hurt
A place where I can be myself
Without questioning and without the doubt

But I must change the course I'm on
Take a turn to pursue the evading dawn
I've traveled into the sun too many times
I'll go this way now to discover my mind

Turn off the street to an overgrown path
Seemingly difficult to tread with wrath
Letting go of anger and hateful thoughts
Accepting love and kind words sought

Small steps I take as caution is due
But I'll keep on moving to find the truth
I'll avoid the traps and I'll hurdle the fences
I'll climb a mountain without pretense

Because I know at the summit I'll find
The secret of life and peace of mind
So if dont come around for a while you'll know
I've gone on a journey seeking my soul.