in a field in texas
in every small and open space that they can find
yellow flowers so pure and clean
push and grow and make me cry for all the beauty.
not a sopt of grass can be seen
and the flowers could never be counted
and each one cries aloud the glory and splendour and greatness
of a god so big that he can fill the emptiness in me.
nothing to say is a world of words.
fish and chips can make it sound right
plug in, unwind,
tighten up and get in tune
there are songs with out words
and words we can't express,
so simply calm down, and unwind
talk with your fingers,
sing your song with steel strings
life is beautiful when you decide for yourself that beauty is not bound by place,
but is also in memory, and hope.
can't you see that life is waiting for me?
who cares? who cares? who gives a damn if it's messed up?
don't you know? can't you see
i run with all my strength to that goal?
i want you more
the more i taste of you the more hungry i get
and i will never, never, never be satisfied
with less than all of you
satiate me, and when you do, you will satisfy me.
consume me, and when you do, you will complete me.
like a madness in my soul, the desire for you is uncontrollable.
like the ocean, which cannot be contained, the desire is bursting out.
this holy madness demands more... i want you more.
01*25*02
sometimes the other ones haunt my dreams
with the smell of cigarettes and coffee
and their vodka tasting lips
sometimes it's so real that i wake up
and thank the Lord it was a dream
but last night it was you
you without cigarettes
you without coffee
you, not with dry vodka on your lips,
but a sweeter, more satisfying draugt
and it was so heavenly and dreamlike I feared what waking meant
and waking i found that you were there
for real, for me
and i thanked the Lord
what is that?
that thing that stretches out forever,
forever covered with the clouds of gloom
foretelling dispair, suffereing, hard toil, and pain.
what is that horizon that goes on forever
with the addition of new burdens with every new step.
what is that thing?
that hope, that lies before me,
so hard to see through all the predictions of gloom
that others cast upon it?
this poem is actually in the archive of old poetry, but someone very special to me told me they liked it, so I'm adding it to the new... enjoy
the colors i love the best are the ones he does not own.
the colors i love the best are the ones he gives to me.
he hands them over with gentle care.
i crush them to my heart, i breathe them in my lungs.
i set them in the tall glass vase where they stand at attention
smiling at me, smiling at him kissing me.
poetry is yours, dear reader
it is defined and determined by you
your opinion is what makes it good or bad
and is worth a thousand times more than it's intrinsic value
12*26*01
billy idol was right
it's a nice day for a white wedding.
it's an even better day to start again.
i am always without you
you are ever never here
a moment you're gone is an eternity
i wait wait wait for you to come back
and when you do it's empty promises
you only leave again
and i stay behind waiting waiting waiting
for tomorrow when you come again.
oh i'm always without you
and each moment makes me love you more.
12*13*01
a moment ago
the rain was falling in a fury. and now it barely patters.
the tiny shockwaves so different from the ravaging downpour of
a moment ago.
i guess that's just how life is sometimes.
"the rain makes me sleepy" he said
my head was on his shoulder
"you're so lucky you're getting out of here"
oh man i just can't wait to be away from this place,
if you only knew
"pasadena must be the most depressing place to live"
i feel depressed by everything around me when i'm here
i wish i could leave it all
everyday i wish i could
i guess he might be right
he got up and did a chore in the rain
i sat and watched the rain fall
pounding pounding
pounding out a useless tirade
disappointment comes my way
knocking the parade out of my sail
raining the wind out of me
i thought that greatness was knocking
or rainbow-ing on my face
i guess i was wrong
12*12*01
a thousand pounds lighter today
that's what I call quick weight loss
i wish i could patent that feeling
when a burden falls to the floor.