Wednesday, November 2, 2011

My Hobby

Like many your talent is your hobby
So in one piece I told you
I was a chef
Cause I mix ingredients
And serve up words
That leave you begging for the recipe

But flip the dime
Blink of an eye
My words are like a scalpel
Ready to cut you open
Cause your heart is faint
And you need some poetic surgery

Let me paint you a picture
My pen is the brush
By the time Im done
Youre standing in awe
Like in an art gallery


My words are priceless
Cause their unique
So while your hobby  is just one thing

Is poetry...
What ever I want it to be  <3

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Dear Mr. President...

*this piece ive had for some time I wrote this while the President was being sworn in*

Words such as impossible and can't have become non existant in my vocabulary
Because YES...WE...CAN now stands in its place
Last year we all went through it all
It was all so much harder then ever before
But you Mr. President reminded us we survived
Therefore we will survive another day

Did you see Dr. King at the inauguration?
Giving his seal of approval
I did...
Right then and there as I watched NBC
President Elect walked the halls ready to claim his place in history
Right then and there Dr. King walked with you

His smile shined through your eyes
Cause your face stayed stern
His happiness glowed through your calmness
His determination and strength rested easily on your shoulders
Step by step you both exhaled together

As words escaped your lips
Then touched millions, worldwide
Right then and there
Dr. King stood tall
Proud of us all
Because right then and there
He knew "we shall overcome"
Has now become "yes we can"

What once seemed to only be a dream
Now we face reality
Because the one word you see in both phrases

Thank you for reminding us we shall over come
And showing us yes we can

Friday, October 14, 2011

HiGh On A pEdEsTaL

* this piece was inspired from reading a fellow poets piece* Enjoy.

Id say...
That's where love needs to be
Up high on a pedestal
Some thing rare and unique
In its own form
Something to look up to
To know that
What we
Together make
Is destiny
Some thing which can and should
Always be
Pushed to its limits
Thats where love needs to be
Up high on a pedestal
Put in the work
The elbow grease
To reach perfection
I always call love
Real love
A form of ecstasy
A 50/50 of push and pull
Give and take
So while we walk this earth
Just livin'
Until our final days
We'll be forgivin'
Continue this right on in to heaven
That's where love needs to be
Up high on a pedestal  

Thursday, October 6, 2011

Perfect Imagery

You could be a perfect thought
A perfect Imagery
Sketched in the far corner of my mind
With the summer night breeze
You see
Its all make believe
Where one thought plus one thought equals
A perfect fantasy
Candles lit around a room
Gentle whispers spoken so softly
Conversations that wouldn't exist
All equaling
A sweet time in my mind
So when ever I want a second of bliss
I'll let my mind create the tale
If you happen to catch
A sparkle in my eye
Know there is where you exist