Starflake

Star flake 5/30/2014

Today I am impatient

Because nothing ever changes

As I remain surrounded

By the predictable

And the simple. 

It is amazing how they posture

And ridiculous how they fight

Throwing out everything they got

For a chance at a title

Or a few dollars more.

Is that what, this is all about?

Empty victories

And false statuses

As we make up titles

That are not needed at all. 

Nothing real has changed

And what is of value remains

Whether its recognized or not

But that is how it works

And that is how it feels.

God it hurt

And I cried out in pain

Moaning at the loss

Cutting me in half.

Doubling me over

And cutting off my air

As my throat tightened

And swelled shut. 

If words could have healed me

Then I would have said them

And if a sacrifice had been enough

I would have cut off my arm. 

But nothing I could have done

Could have changed what happened

At least not with what I knew then

Versus what I know now.  

Perhaps I should feel like a loser

Worthless and lowly

As others constantly remind me

That they have won

And I have lost. 

But still I wonder

What kind of man

Would do that?

But we already have the answer

Even if

We dare not speak.

Well if they wanted to hurt

Then I can agree

Because I am wounded

And I am lowly. 

Wounds can heal

And humility is good

Far better than arrogance

And false pride. 

I wish I had an answer

And I wish that I could help

But some things are just too great

For anyone to change.

There is a defect

And there is a problem

Something wrong in the soul

Damaged and incomplete.

They can think, I am trash

And they can think, I am worthless

Just another nuisance

To be dismissed

And chased away. 

But that is the lesson

And that is the journey

As I learn to grow accustomed

With adversity and sacrifice.

There is no way out

But only through

As we either learn

Or suffer forever.

It’s not easy

And there are still days  

That I hang my head

And wish

No one could see me.

But even those moments

Have a purpose

If you flip them over

And see the other side.

Yes I am different

And so also are you

But always remember

That the pain is a sign

And the longing a clue.

Then and only then

We can understand

That we are all like star flakes

Floating through space.

Each one a unique design

Created on purpose

For bouncing off each other

And falling into place. 

Godspeed

Godspeed 5/30/2014

Some roads, really are less traveled

And some songs

Never get played

However that doesn’t mean

That they’re not good.

There are countless stories

That will never make the news

But that doesn’t mean

That we shouldn’t know

And that doesn’t mean

That they’re not true.

If the truth is forbidden

Then it should make you think

Because not all perceived events

Are equal

And some are far worse.

Humility is good

And altruism makes us try

But not everyone believes the same

Or wants, what is best.

Some seethe with resentment

And others burn with jealousy

But without individuality and creativity

All poetry is pointless

And all philosophy dead.

Slam me around

However you may want

But let these words be a warning

And let them burn straight through.

Let them streak across the sky

And burn like gasoline

Searing in our brains

A cold and indelible truth. 

This damn will break

No matter how many thumbs

Are added

And the truth will flow through

In a gigantic wall of water.

Nothing is forever

Except for God

With him, we will survive

And learn to understand. 

God’s justice is better

Perfect and complete

Much better than what passes

In the here and now. 

Let it be

And let it come

For blessing and punishment

Everlasting and justified.  

The Poets Breakfast

The Poets Breakfast 5/29/2014

Summer has a stillness

That weighs on the mind

Like a hot wet blanket

Tented on your head.

Nothing lasts

But long goodbyes

Can take forever

As we watch the world die

And another

About to be born. 

I am not the only one

Who is tired

And I am not the only one

Bored as hell. 

Because nothing is more obvious

And nothing more transparent

Than the dumb leading the blind

And the foolish

Wallowing in hatred.

That is the only thing

That all of us can trust

When nothing else

We see or hear

Is anything, close to the truth. 

Unhinged and off its axis

The world wobbles and shakes

As we steer without our hands

And let evil take control.   

If I could, I would go backwards

And try it all over again

But what good is dreaming

When you know

They can’t come true.  

Food is fuel

And water is life

But either way
Our bodies cry out

For something real

And something more.

Things look different

When they are upside down

And it is wise to consider

Our own motives and views. 

It wasn’t easy then

And it’s not easy now

The uphill fight

And the long road home. 

Sarcasm never worked

And depression

Just drags you down

But telling the truth matters

And always will. 

Life hurts

But that is not an excuse

Because creativity

Can help us escape

If only we knew

Who to ask. 

Boiling Point

 Boiling Point 5/28/2014

Open your eyes

And feel with your mind

Because the tension is mounting

With electricity and friction. 

Everywhere you go

And everything you hear

Is building up to something

Unpredictable and flammable. 

The match is lit

And the deeds are done

As everything comes unraveled

In a horrific frenzy. 

But not everything

That’s real

Can be seen

Or measured.

Some laugh at the dead

And ridicule the dying

Humiliating the good

Every chance they get. 

See their cold, dead reptilian eyes

Lifeless, and cruel

As they scan the crowd

Looking for something to steal

Or someone to attack.

The world is restless

And many are scared

Very well aware

That they are the hated

And the hunted.  

Blamed for every problem

And hounded into extinction

Bled out slowly

One drop at a time. 

We debase ourselves

And lay down like fish

Flopping on the deck

And chopped up at will. 

When they talk of peace

Beware of war

Because God knows man

And his hateful heart.   

But here is the secret

That many do not know

That nothing lasts forever

Not even this

And not even death.  

The thinnest veil

Is all that separates

What we see

And what is there.

All around you

And all around me

The spirits cry out

Begging us to listen. 

A flame flickers in my heart

Fueled by the spirit

That dwells within

An undeserved gift

For all who ask. 

It burns

And cannot be put out

So what threat should I fear?

And from whom does it come?

We shall ride across the sky

Without restraint or limits

With the truth on our lips

And fire in our nostrils.

All of this is over

And all of this is done

With nothing left to wait for

Except the call

And the hour. 

Fair Thee Well

Fair Thee Well 5/27/2014

What if you found out

That everything was a lie

And that wrong was right

And right was wrong. 

What would you think?

And what would you do?

If everything you worked for

Was gone in an hour. 

But isn’t that the truth

That no one wants to hear

That we are nothing but pawns

In someone else’s nightmare.

Raised like chickens

And fattened like calves

Socially engineered

To accept and believe.

Obedient, flexible

Foolish and fearful

We go along

To get along.

All to protect

What will never last

As our fingers turn to stone 

And crumble into dust.

I have abandoned my heart

Bruised, scarred and bleeding

Resigned to the fact

That this world is doomed

And dying. 

But if all that we know

Is nothing but an illusion

Then what is true and hidden

Must be a whole lot better.   

I am letting this go

Because my best

Will never be good enough

And all my efforts

Nothing but, an exercise.

Who came before

Will always be better

And if not for them

I would have never lived. 

I can be thankful

But also forget

Because no man can change

What we have done. 

The best words still escape

Long before
I can write them down

Coming and going in the gentle breezes

Ruffling my hair. 

But now, I can look backwards

And still crack a smile

Because now I know

That death is dead.

Come fly with me

And let us twist in a spiral

Looping up, over, and down

Again and again. 

What is coming

Will be far better

Containing all that was

Plus so much more.

Eternity has no limits

Either for love or creativity

As we leap from one idea

To another and another.