Tuesday, January 31, 2012


Down --
How I feel
How things are looking

Worthless --
What I am
What I give

Unwanted --

Sunday, January 29, 2012

Pushed to the Edge

Pushed to the edge
Had to look down
A terrible abyss

Nowhere to hide
Doomed to die
Grabbed by the wrists

Eyes closed
Tears held back
Ready to fall

Pulled to safety
Friends took care
They are owed all

Saturday, January 28, 2012

I hide my face

I hide my face
I cannot wait
I do not want
I shall not take
You leave it there
You shall not dare
You don't call it dear
You just leave it near

Friday, January 27, 2012

Drifting Along

Drifting along in a stream
Quiet, calm, and serene
But sooner or later
It will be a mighty river

Thursday, January 26, 2012

Out of Place

Why am I even here?
I don't feel like I belong.
Still I strive to be near
It is here for which I long.
Still saddened inside,
I still must come;
I'm along for the ride
Whatever it may become.

Tuesday, January 24, 2012

I Walk Alone

My friends are my joy
But here I walk alone
Wanting to find a smile
I find myself apart
These people are my life
Yet still here am I alone
Looking to fit back in
I see myself pushed out

Friday, January 20, 2012

My Rock

The memories of that grand rock are
Some of the fondest thoughts I know
It has done such good for me so far
Though sadly I was forced to go

Yes just for a small bit of time
But I hate that I've been away
Could I still so easily climb?
Or does my beautiful rock now sway?

It was left standing tall in that river
With water that could wear it down
This rock was my life's beauty-giver
Had I abandoned it to drown?

Thursday, January 19, 2012

Do not fear what is to come

Do not fear what is to come
Worrying will not prevent it
So brace yourself instead
You may come out dented

But repairs can still be made
Fixing you can't be too hard
With a bit of work and effort
Maybe you'll be fully cured

Wednesday, January 18, 2012

A Dark Day

Today is a very dark day
No sun to warm
No light to shine

The rain pours heavily
And wind rages
As floods rise

Today is a very dark day
But there isn't a cloud in the sky

Tuesday, January 17, 2012

So why not write?

I've got nothing better to do,
So why not write?
It's done me such good before,
Scared away fright,
Fought my way out of so much,
Wiped some sad tears,
Put a comforting hand on my back,
Conquered my fears.
So now's a time as good as any,
Might as well write.
Poetry will always take care of me
Every single night.

Sunday, January 15, 2012

What a Lovely Day

What a lovely day
Filled with freedom and friendship
I've got smiles to spare

I anticipated for days ahead
Without even a hint of dread
How we could spend our day
The time had to laugh and play

I woke up so giddy with a smile
Knowing where I'd be in a while
Hating just the wait before I arrived
For of my friends I'd been deprived

A short drive away
All that had kept us apart
Now was behind me

The reunion was so very grand
A thing better than I could've planned
Hours passed in just an instant
As I laid with my life's constant

Soon we all left that we might eat
And as if the day wasn't already sweet
We came upon another friendly face
I felt I was truly in my place

I've got smiles to spare
After that most wondrous time
What a lovely day

Friday, January 13, 2012

A Moment of Beauty

It was a moment of beauty
Time was nonexistent
The feeling was overwhelming
As purity settled down
The soul separated from the body
Immersed in the experience
Eventually they joined again
And found one to be left hurt

Thursday, January 12, 2012

My Sometimes Friend

Are you my friend?
Like a karma chameleon
You come and go
I am here always
Stoic yet caring
And reaching to you
I'd call you the tide
But you are not
I know when the tide is in
You are more curious
Convenience brings you
Perhaps just a whim
We can talk
Just as old friends
But then you are gone
Blended into your surroundings
Disappeared like the magician
And I wait for the day
When your head pops out of the ground
For another brief time
With my sometimes friend

Hail Mary

The end of the game neared
We set up
Ready to go
With one last hope

We set up
Receivers going long
Steady hands required

Ready to go
The play began
The clock finished

With one last hope
I flung the ball
Praying for a catch

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Keeping a Promise

It's a tough promise to keep
But I must stand by my word
On this principle I stand strong
And in doing so I've cowered
I've run away from a great good
Hiding where the light won't find me
Allowing the evil to eat away
So then perhaps you'll be happy

Monday, January 9, 2012

The Kane Mutiny

My ship has been sailing along for many miles,
And we are traveling through the Cape of Storms.
"Captain," a crew member comes to me and says,
"This ship has been wonderful, she really performs
But we've come across some trouble I've found
It seems as though our hull has been breached
Water is coming into our boat and she'll surely sink.
Quickly, change course, we'll be safe if we're beached."
"No," I replied, not taking a moment of thought,
"We carry onwards despite our vessel's flaw.
We've got ourselves an expert on board,
Perhaps she'll fix it with some straw."
The crew turned against me as the words left my mouth
A mutiny against me with their blades all drawn out
Control of my ship was then mine no longer
All because of a foolish fit of self-doubt

Giving Up

There was a time when I had hoped
And it isn't exactly gone I suppose
But there then comes a moment
When one must only act on what he knows

There's no good reason for blind faith
Nor starry-eyed idealism and trust
Never forget to take care of yourself
To stand alone and ever robust

A giving of yourself to another
Can be an act showing great love
But always do it wisely
Lest you sing like the mourning dove

Sunday, January 8, 2012


Patience will be rewarded
Or so I have been told
But this patiently waiting
Has quickly worn old
I want what I want
But while I hate to wait
It's no time to fight
Or meddle with fate

Saturday, January 7, 2012

Fear of Loss

There are some people in life
That you never want to lose
But to avoid needless strife
You eventually have to choose
Purely to hope and trust
That there will be no end
This is an absolute must
To really love your friend

Friday, January 6, 2012

Learning from Mistakes

I've always said
I learn from my mistakes
But it's clearly a lie
Not to anyone else of course
I have no reason to hide the truth from others
It is only myself that I lie to
So that I can feel good about myself
Then I might think I'm a good person

I do learn from my mistakes in a way
I learn how to make them bigger

Thursday, January 5, 2012

The Silly Little Man

See the silly little man as he exists alone
He can hardly handle being on his own
Spends his time with worthless distraction
Never going out to be a man of action
Imagines a world where everything is great
Tries to forget his world without good fate
Plays as though his simple acoustic guitar
Can erase from his soul every old scar

Wednesday, January 4, 2012


All I can see is darkness.
Something has descended upon me.
I cannot escape from the black veil.
I am trapped in this damned darkness.
And yet there is something beyond.
I see a light.
It is dim, but it is out there.
Closer! It's coming closer!
The light is coming to me!
I begin to make out the form.
It is shaped like love,
It shines like a friend.
And it is coming for me!

Tuesday, January 3, 2012

The Poet with a Raincloud

What is a poem when I put these words together?
It seems usually another report on the weather.
Most often it talks about the clouds and the rain,
The thunder strikes, the hurricane season come again.

Has the sun then been slowly melting away?
The gloomy weather eating at it day by day -
Surely that could have been the cause.
Destruction at the hands of the almighty clause.


A year later
I haven't forgotten
Twelve months behind me
The memory still stings
More than fifty-two weeks passed
I recall my thoughts
Three hundred sixty-five days gone
Regret still lingers
Eight thousand seven hundred sixty hours clocked
I don't think I've changed
Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes lapsed
Unless I've become worse
Thirty-one million five hundred thirty-six seconds progressed
I can't forget

Monday, January 2, 2012

A Lost Friend

Your face keeps reappearing
That used to make me smile
I used to find you endearing
But we're apart for a while
A chasm has fallen between us
As unfortunate as it may be
A good friend separated thus
I have no desire to see
The girl you are now
The friend I hoped for
An old friend lost so how
Shall I then just abhor
A wonderful friend I had
One of the best and most fun
I am really quite sad
To think of our friendship done
And not by my choice
Nor did you so decide
Without the use of her voice
Our bond your friend untied

Sunday, January 1, 2012


I feel the breeze on my back.
It is a comforting feeling.
The wind used to be this way when I was younger,
But recently it had been attacking my face.
The air was fighting against me,
Blowing away my security.
Gusts would come,
Stealing happiness in their power.
Now the tempest has calmed;
My progress is allowed.
I feel the breeze on my back.
It is my comforting friend.