Familiar

Below the falling snow flakes,

Bright moonlight

You and me beneath

There a new feeling slowly came

As white softness fell

I was warm despite how cold.

The empty night shone above.

The way the pillow disturbed the silence

when I layed down

Felt cold when alone

When without you

Loudly nothing

Quietly Familiar

The hunger for our desire
Forever embrace
Candles flame flickers
Eternal escape
Sweet perfume
Red rose
Gentle touch

His lust, love, and heart burn

"My Goddess
Morning to night
I cherish
Trust is sacred
I gaze
Heart's true moonlight
Hmm Caressing"

"Beautiful angel
Kiss him softly
Hold his hands
Laugh together
Dance, Fly, Dream & Live.

Join me my darling and I will adore you"

Every Stroke Reveals Color

Young woman's impression
Real Subject.
Shimmering imagination
Latex genius
Approach deep glass
Fell it?

Captured passion
Abstract shards
Create and compose empty harmony.

Experiment
Let balance demand grace
Appear dead
Always investigate
Observe ridid pieces

Fiery beauty
Electric canvas
Absurd question

Can I become a symbol?

Raw & almost bold
Paint with music

Though her every stroke
will dry
She imagined color
For a dream
Art is form

His surreal masterpiece
I ask blue

BELIEVE IN YOURSELF

Believe in yourself
Self control.
Burning forever
Is your soul.

Sticky situations,
Hard escapes.
Hurting, killing
Hatred and rape

What is this world coming to?

Time is broken
or skids to a hault
Secrets itching to be let go
within my heart I call
"THE VAULT"

Racing heart, aching pain
Some people are different
Mostly the same.

The Real Ending to the Three Bears StoryBaby Bear goes downstairs and sits in his small chair at the table, he looks into his small bowl. It is empty. "Who's been eating my porridge?!!", he squeaks.Papa Bear arrives at the big table and sits in his big chair. He looks into his big bowl, and it is also empty. "Who's been eating my Porridge?!!,"he roars.Momma Bear puts her head through the serving hatch from the kitchen and yells, "For Pete's sake, how many times do we have to go through this with you idiots?It was Momma Bear who got up first, it was Momma Bear who woke everyone in the house, it was Momma Bear who made the coffee, it was Momma Bear who unloaded the dishwasher from last night, and put everything away, it was Momma Bear who went out in the cold early morning air to fetch the newspaper, it was Momma Bear who set the damn table, it was Momma Bear who put the friggin cat out, cleaned the litter box, and filled the cat's water and food dish, and, now that you've decided to drag your sorry bear-asses downstairs, and grace Momma Bear's kitchen with your grumpy presence, listen good, cause I'm only going to say this one more time.

"I HAVEN'T MADE THE FUCKING PORRIDGE YET !!"

UNTITLED

Star light,
Star bright
The only star I see tonight.
I wish upon you,
To make my dreams come true.

Dreams of courage.
Dreams of freedom.
Dreams of wisdom.


COURAGE,
Is there when times are broken.
When you speak words, unspoken.

COURAGE,
Is there when you fight for the weak,
When the weak can't fight.

COURAGE,
Is not to run away when deep down in your soul.....
You are afraid.

FREEDOM,
Is the love of life to be able to
Express, Say, Do.... what one wants.

FREEDOM,
Is that to be free without
No controls or boundaries.

FREEDOM,
Is death...
A new challange to go to the unknown.

WISDOM,
Is to follow your heart
With each twist and bend of your life's path.

WISDOM,
Is have the courage
to believe in your freedom.

WISDOM,
Is to take on life's path
With it's curves.



WHAT HAPPENS WHEN IT SPLITS IN TWO?........

MY DAD WROTE THIS POEM TO ME

My daughter, My daughter,My love for you is so true, When I am not around my heart turns so blue. With all your friends, and all your worries,If you would only listen I could tell you some stories. Story's of love story's of hate,but with what we have and what we we want, I hope and prey you will live and love before it is to late. With each growing day, you will see that friends will go,and friends will stay But my love for you will grow more each day and will never go away. I may not be there with you each and every day,Some might say that I should stay, but this is my life,This is what I do it's all I know it's all I have done, but no matter what they say know this:That my love for you is,will, and always be true.You are my life, the air that I need, I worrie each and every minute of each day,and when I am away I miss you when I open my eyes untill I close them, because without you I would not have a live, and I would die. So don't even forget, my heart is always open to you, no matter what you do in life, No matter what way you go just remember, Is in there school books and we would of have lived through them. Amazing...e events in there school books and we would of have lived through them. Amazing...

UNORDINARY DREAM

The silence was loudly awoken.
The sun ripped through the darkness.

Time to wake once more.
Anger dripping from eyes,
As I open my door.

My heart stopped beating,
My breath caught short.

Gawking at my evil twin
.........Pain........
She was staring back.
With it's eyes of death
And it's stentch of hurt

It was like I was looking at a mirror.

It started to stab at my soul.....

Screaming,
I find myself waking
To an unordinary dream.

My face soaked in sweat,
My bed stained in blood.

Not knowing what had happened,
I shrieked,
And jumped out of bed.....
To find.....

My soul was dead.......

Suffocating

The night falls
In a heavy
Suffocating cloak.

Cold and alone,
Are we the salvation,
For which you sacrifice yourself?

Flares once,
Then dies,
Smothered by guilt.

All hope must sicken and die.
Your soul thrives no more.

How could you cause such hurt?

Demons surrond us,
Crying.....

WE HAVE LOST OUR LIGHT...............

MOTHER DEAREST

When I was little,
My mom called me,
"Her one and only chick"

Well.....
That's before she tried to kidnap me
When I was six.

She screwed up my life,
Leaving me in dirty diapers,
For days....
When my dad came to pick me up,
She never came.

She does drugs-
Alchol,meth, and crack.
Fucking bitch left me in tears,
Tramutized for life,
And now I can't turn back.

She says I shouldn't be mad at her,
Because it wasn't her fault.
She calls me up
And tells me that we need to talk.

Talk about what?
Do you want to come into my life
And steal my money,
Just like you did my dad.

FUCK,
I wouldn't give her a dime.
She fucked up my life
And acts like its fine.

She says I should come live with her
And give her a chance,
And to find out what she is like.
Just for a day.
Just for a night.

Calls, notes, e-mails ,too.
What this bitch will do to get through to you!

My dad says if he dies
I'm living with her
Against my rights.
Hell no,
I'm running away for good.

She will try to take me away from my family
I know she would.

I think my dad wants to get back with her,
For her beautiful charm.
Sagging eyes,
And needle holes in her arm.

I LOVE YOU
(COUGH,COUGH)
That's a lie.
Please,
I'm begging you!
Go curl up in a corner,
And DIE!!!!

I'm moving past the hurts
And the hell you put me through.
I have people who care for me,
Do you?

My family does
But, my friends the most
'Cause they love me just to love me.

I'm coming to your funeral
Dressed in bright colors
Just to piss off your spirit
People always ask where's your mother?

I reply with a smile on my face.
Dead in a ditch
Where she should be,
The bitch!

Fuck you,
Writing me a note
Was the worst mistake made yet,
Maybe you thought it was a threat.

You say you bent over backwards for me.
Yeah right,
How many kids do you have now mom
You slut.
FOUR? or FIVE?

I LOVE YOU MOMMY DEAREST
STAY OUT OF MY LIFE!

My Life

Around, All around
The shadows gather.
My dread grows,
As the stroke of death
Falls against my naked soul.
It mutilates me,
And darkly,
My essence drips to the
Cold,uncaring tombstones
In a strange and terrible glee.
I call your name while,
Death's shadow laughs cruelly.
Now alone,
My cry of mercy,
Falls upon darkened eyes

............................THIS IS MY HELL...................................

Poem about George W. Bush

He hates us all

Or at least people like me.

"Gays,lesbians, and bis-

That's what you don't want to be!"

The Hitler of our generation,

Saying things that shouldn't be said.

I swear when he was a baby-

Someone dropped him on his head.

He says that it is wrong,

He says that it is disgusting.

He doesn't think we should wed-

Why- because it makes us "distructing?"

But,you see we don't like him much either,

We don't care about him really

But,how is he, Our leader?