Who Needs A Title

The poems I write and the things I do,

Are sometimes trite or just about you.

Depending on whether they ever really get done.

Oh no, not nearly enough angst in this one.

But today's just one of those days.

Where I slept through it all the way.

No shame in that because I'm a big boy,

And the doctor said I should do what I enjoy.

So I've got precious little time for the hows and the whys.

But if we put our heads together it'll work as advertised.

Hold just a moment, I think I've got a rhyme.

If I play it right, I can turn words on a dime.

And if I say I run, usually I end the line with "mile."

I do it so much I feel like it's going out of style.

But somehow still, I keep everything fresh.

And in the end I clean up a potential mess.

And I'm sorry if this poem winds up too short.
Maybe I'm not exactly of the truly profound sort.
But keep on reading, that is all I ask
And pray that I am always up to the task.

Color Stain

My colors run and I want to leave a stain.

I want more than a few to know my name.

I cannot argue against the ‘if’ and the ‘only.’

This side of the woods makes me so lonely.

But boy have I got some ground to cover.

I’ve outgrown what I’ve come to discover.

Maybe I’ll make a new rearrangement.

But not for the sake of entertainment.

The sum I make isn’t much of a fortune.

But it’s enough to get a reasonable portion,

Of food, liberty and things to wear on my back.

With the promise I won’t be railed off my track.

Normally it’d kill me not to be something more.

I shed the colors to my name and let them explore.

True enjoyment of life is what I’m all about.

For I wouldn’t be who I am if I went without.

Familiar Face

I bounced back and forth to the beat of the song
as I retraced the steps to see where I had gone.
Seems my strong feet had seen countless steps,
but still much less than I'm willing to accept.

I looked up and met a face I'd seen before,
back in the days I always had an open door.
A brief catch up and coffee run later,
I assert the mission to be my own savior.

In the following days I built up my own heat,
covering miles through sweat and dire feet.
When my lungs contract to deny me air,
I stopped, leaned over, and stopped right there.

That familiar face looked on and asked me why,
I looked over, and gave explanation a try.
I carried on and she didn't seem to mind,
for I do not run to leave anyone behind.

Great Golden Orb

Tell me everything you wish for me to know.

Save a neighboring seat for me at the show.

We can smile, laugh, and play until we pass out.

Just enjoying everything in the absence of doubt.

For all we're worth you'd given me sunshine.

You've given me a reason to make life mine.

And even though my noise had been so bloody loud.

You never fail to remind me that I should be proud.

For now I'll give this star a place in my heart to stay.

I'll do the obvious thing and save it for a rainy day.

And when that rainy day comes when I least expect.

That will be the day everything will finally connect.

Time Renewed

Crystals of life erupt into shards of what created humanity today.
Where they manifest themselves into cliques and pushed others away.
The lesson for this occasion is but a simple one:
To recognize what is lost long before it is done.

Gone are the days when this shard reflects the lost.
In this episode all that remains is the ultimate cost.
For man cannot discern the opinion from the truth.
He takes his time to come up with some solid proof.

To sing and dance and convince a mind into believing
That there is more to life than what he was receiving.
If it can be fixed then it will be fixed.
Time will fill in all the tiny gaps betwixt.

So renew the vows and banish the ire.
The absence of doubt shall breed new desire.
A sense of practice, self, and pride will guide the path.
For man can weave a word and suffer no one's wrath.

Giants

Did you know that I was put on this world to fight vikings?
With sticks and stones and all the things that satisfy my likings.
I was put on this world to be the end of all yearnings.
To bring forth the secrets of my ancient learnings.

I want to realize a place where all my goals come true.
For all my confidence lets all the positive things through.
Where I'm in a graduation ceremony riding on a horse.
Gallop off happily, paper in hand, and shine with no remorse.

So come with me and we'll topple giants with our bare hands.
Disregard all that tell us we can't and kudos to all our fans!
So tell me friend, doesn't another adventure sound great?
Better than clinging to all the dissatisfaction and hate.

First Place

A gun's hollow bullet cracks the sky.
That's my cue to give first place a try.
So I took off on a strong set of feet.
Today I will not suffer another defeat.

To this end there was no flaw in my analysis.
I am at no risk of lasting damage or paralysis.
It seems that nature has made an exception.
To lend me capabilities beyond perception.

And I will run and I will burn.
For every new lesson I will learn.
As the weight of the world hangs above our necks.
The breaths I take sometimes sound like sex.

I'll be relieved when I finish in first.
In a race to do away with the worst.
To turn about in the morning naked and exposed.
But wake up happy I didn't pass out in my clothes.

Who Knows Where

I cannot sleep with this lump in my chest.
All around me are noises I detest.
Thump, thump, I hold the bridge of my nose.
Shivering cold from my head to my toes.

I sought shelter in the company of strangers.
I thought they could shield me from the dangers.
But the true danger is the depths of my mind.
The depths that I cannot seem to put behind.

Something is wrong with my head.
Will I be okay or am I better off dead?
I want to find it in my capacity to be positive.
To pick up the pieces and make it my prerogative.

They shower me with praise and call me the best.
I have so much difficulty believing it I cannot rest.
I'm sorry for being such a pain in the ass.
But I promise you much that I'll recover fast.

Yeah I'll bounce back at a world whose back is turned.
And I'll rebuild all the bridges that I had since burned.
After that, I dare not cross them again.
For my own story has not even began.

So for today I'll brush their hands off my shoulder.
For my beauty is only in the eyes of no beholder.
Thus I will run until my soul leaves my body there.
And I'll wind up in a place nobody knows where.

Regular Guy

Despite their word I'm just another plain guy,
Whose eyes are always turned toward the sky.
I'm just a regular friend who can do good by you.
I can dream, I can sing, yet I am nothing new.

I'm just some go-getter of answers
While being lost among dancers,
Around the truth of what I desperately left behind.
The truth I've gone so long without paying much mind.

So I sit here and watch my ideas bounce off the wall.
As they swirl in a cascade of wonder and alcohol.
Though I fool myself with every drink
The clouds it clears truly helps me think.

But one night I gazed into a mirror.
Found my image wasn't much clearer.
So I threw that bottle straight to the moon.
And the moon threw it back to earth real soon.

Next thing I know, my head's turned toward you.
Your eyes looked severe and a deep shade of blue.
You cradled my head in your thin small hand.
Said I could have all my answers on command.

And the feeling was all so surreal.
For those answers I cut you a deal.
That I remain just a regular guy.
And that we never say goodbye.

Where We Belong

So tell me Father are we just child soldiers?
We seriously carry much on our shoulders.
Sometimes can be giants strong and brave.
Crushing those who dare to misbehave.

We were meant for much more than this.
So come with us away from that precipice.
And I dare think the devils knew their own wrath.
For we are not to see the end 'til the last bloodbath.

Let's add a third and a fourth to this war.
Gather friends before we shut the door.
We'll on a hunt for demons and witches.
And we'll inquisition those sons of bi-

Wait wait wait this situation's unreal.
For we're legit beyond simple sex appeal.
I don't rightly know who did us this wrong.
It's not my favorite person singing the song.

So I'm telling you we are not just soldiers.
Bravery is in the the eyes of our beholders.
This time we'll always be wary and strong.
For this is who we are -- where we belong.

Dynamic Entry

I found love in the most unlikely of places:
In myself as I make these long strong paces.
As long as there's a Heaven I'll keep going faster.
If what I do is a thing of the Force then I'm a Jedi Master.

I broke down and into tightly-formed dynamic sprint.
For you I'd race to the end of time for a word or a hint.
My friends are the ones who keep me alive and well.
Because these days it's our way or the highway to Hell.

I write many little things and I can even quote Mark Twain.
But it's all been tried, done and it would only be in vain.
So I'll keep my jump-started heart in my own hands.
Touch it, you'll see it's sturdy in light of all demands!

Full circle the morning after a weekend I'd been needing.
So much running, my body took a shameless beating.
I tumbled out of bed, throat dry and dying of thirst.
Hope I reblogged that post before I landed face-first!