Poetry Corner

Tripping the Wall.

2009-03-28T19:08:00.000-07:00

Stepping too close again

watching for the wires

knowing they're too thin to see

tripping the wall between you and me.

Up it goes

and down I stay

trying to set you free

but tripping the wall between you and me.

I'm checking the map

re-reading the directions I think

but getting lost in the topography

and as always tripping the wall between you and me.

So I'm stepping back

staying on this side of the wall

and waiting to jump inside your sea

before you can trip that wall between you and me.

Poetry in Motion.

2008-11-17T12:11:00.000-08:00

Zooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooommmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!!!

Rhymes

2008-09-14T15:11:00.001-07:00

I understand that not all poetry has to rhyme

and yet I do it. I understand that it doesn't have to

come in some poetic verse and yet I do it.

I understand that pouring your soul into words

can sound like anything you want and so I do it.

This is my sound.

This is my soul.

This is how I do it.

In case you didn't notice,

this doesn't rhyme.

Love's Punch Line.

2008-09-14T02:32:00.001-07:00

Love is kinda funny,

in a weird and sick style.

It's like watching someone trip

and laughing all the while.

It's got some twisted humor

and it just doesn't seem right

that love can mess you up

and then jaunt out of sight.

Don't get me wrong

I think it's funny too.

I laughed at all the others

that was until you.

I guess the jokes on me

and it isn't really cool

but then that's the thing

when it turns out you're the fool.

Weather Forecast

2008-05-23T19:09:00.000-07:00

Another "partially cloudy" evening

inside my soul with a twenty

percent chance of raining on mine

or someone else's parade. I'm so

tired of the weather changing on me. Just

when I wear shorts outside it either gets really cold or

begins storming. I guess I should find some

d e

i m

f o

f t

e i

r o

e n

n s

you can't trust Oklahoma emotions they're too unpredictable.

Biking.

2008-04-27T10:46:00.000-07:00

Huff huff huff....

Huff huff huff...

Huff huff...

and the bike is out the door....

Huff.... huff... huff...

Amazing.

2008-04-24T12:00:00.000-07:00

I want to write words that would make Shakespeare cry.

I want to paint a masterpiece that would make Michelangelo gasp.

I want to speak the words that captured Cleopatras heart.

I want so much in life. I want so much before death.

I want to live in ways that are written about in books.

I want people to hear my story and say, "Now that was a life lived."

But I also want the now. I want this moment.

And in this moment all I really want is to amaze you.

Honors English III

2008-04-23T20:59:00.000-07:00

They went to kill a mockingbird

in cold blood as their eyes were

watching god and so the scarlet

letter was found between the old

man and the sea while he dreamed

of a farewell to arms and his

red badge of courage was the last

thing I heard the great Gatsby say

as I lay dying.

SOaBAr

2008-04-23T20:56:00.000-07:00

The Little

green and red

friends that only

eye can see

took a right

and left

me four

they fear

Sobriety.

Ode to Codeine

2008-04-23T20:52:00.000-07:00

Codeine, oh codeine

painkiller I choose

that lets me stay awake

while my body does snooze.

You let me float

without touching the ceiling

and somehow you end

all sort of feeling.

Codeine, oh codeine

I love you I say

I wish I had codeine

every single day.

Untitled.

2008-04-23T20:50:00.000-07:00

If I were an artist

I'd sketch beauty true

and if I were a sculptor

I'd sculpt perfection too

but since I'm just a poet

these words will have to do.

Cemetary

2008-04-23T20:17:00.000-07:00

A blanket of stars

fills the night sky

as a cool breeze

gently drifts by.

A peaceful setting

not a sign of doom

as I rest peacefully

alone in my tomb.

Untitled.

2008-04-23T20:15:00.000-07:00

I write this for her not even knowing why when I could write till the ends of time and still not compare with one smile of hers. The way the room glows as the lights dim and my heart jumps in my chest as if it wanted to leap into her arms the way I do, but all I can do is smile softly when she catches my eye.

Goodnight.

2008-04-23T20:10:00.000-07:00

Another cold and endless night,

to tired to run, to weary to fight.

Alone in this place afraid for my life,

I can't even scream when I see the red on the knife.

Is this my fate, am I doomed to this,

to be smitten with love by a goodnight kiss?

I'm Here.

2008-04-23T20:08:00.000-07:00

I'm Here. Here I am.

Do you hear me scream?

Do you ignore the sound

as it starts to drown out

all other things? Can you

feel it? It's there. I'm here.

Just so you know.

2008-04-23T20:05:00.000-07:00

Just so you know

I get scared sometimes

of you, of us, of the future.

Just so you know

I worry sometimes

about me, and you, and somebody better.

Just so you know

I need you sometimes

to hold, to kiss, to tell me you love me.

Just so you know

I understand sometimes

about this, or that, and you needing space.

Just so you know

I love you all the time

even scared, or worried, or not understanding.

You're amazing and wonderful

and I'm thankful for you,

Just so you know.

The Beginning

2008-04-23T19:51:00.000-07:00

Ok so I dont really blog and I'm not really sure about posting this stuff online but I thought, "Hey why not?" So instead of life lessons or opinions I'm opting to let you in on some random poems I've written over the years... They aren't all good, in fact I'd say most could use some if not a lot of work, but they are all written by me at various times in my life to convey what I felt then. I don't typically rewrite things so if it seems simple I apologize but I tend to keep things simplistic. Here they are for what they're worth.