‘Poems’
Then wilt though not be loth
To leave this Paradise, but shalt possess
A paradise within thee, happier far.
-John Milton Read the rest of this entry »
She had blue skin,
And so did he.
He kept it hid
And so did she.
They searched for blue
Their whole life through,
Then passed right by-
And never knew.
Shel Silverstein
Tiger got to hunt, bird got to fly;
Man got to sit and wonder, ‘Why, why, why?’
Tiger got to sleep, bird got to land;
Man got to tell himself he understand.
Kurt Vonnegut
Inside the left out, there is much gloom,
covered up by a social costume.
To be fun and to give because that’s what we want,
only a piece of the puzzle as true feelings can haunt.
Autonomy through theology without hypocrisy for reason of stability for humility of mortality. I watch the tick turn to the tock and wonder if it is a crime to watch the time for believing in the illusion of delusion and following the story of glory makes me weepy, ever so sleepy. Read the rest of this entry »
When I grow up.
I want to live my dreams.
Dreams that I dream when I’m awake.
Dreams that I know that I can make.
Sometimes life is hard, sometimes it’s great,
Sometimes I feel love, sometimes I hate.
A connection born out of the will to explore.
A feeling so strong it’s hard to ignore.
As I open my eyes I’m aware of my bed.
I sit up and stretch as my awareness does spread.
At a new time and place this traveler has awoken.
In the bed of a truck parked out in the open.