Circular Firing Squad

This poem is one of several about my anger (don’t worry I contain it, well try my best to) it's from my "Gray Matters" collection. I hope you enjoy.

Circular Firing Squad

Deep underneath this flesh and bones dwells a vulture

Quite famished, looking to feed and willing to maim.

Ready to harm lies this wild, rampant animal

Mildly insane and unattainable to tame.

The passive years have harshly weakened the restraints,

But the hunger pains remain and have grown stronger.

Fighting the temptation consumes all of my strength

And I fear it won’t stay contained for much longer.

This anger burns fiercely

Boiling blood, flowing rush.

Perspiring profusely

Face flush with angered blush.

Prepared and scouring for any outlet, restless

Stalking with intentions to be a travesty.

A constant mountain mounting harder to control

One cannot foresee this monstrous catastrophe.

Anticipating the exact moment to flee

Don’t wake this inner beast to take what’s forsaken.

I don’t want to lose my sense of identity

This beast will feast on the weak once it’s awakened.

This anger burns fiercely

Boiling blood, flowing rush.

Perspiring profusely

Face flush with angered blush.

The darkness is slowly seeping out of my skin

All I’m able to do is keep my faith in God.

Acting on these impulses is the first downfall

Unleashed anger is a circular firing squad.

Were there books left out of the Bible?

Do you believe there were (or still are lying around somewhere) more books initially written, but never included in the Bible? I watched a show on the History Channel about this some time ago and was intrigued to learn (maybe true, maybe false) that there were several books left out including one by...Judas! I do believe there are (or were) more books intended to be included, but never made it in. The reasoning behind why they were not...an even better question. So what's your take?

Carpe Diem

No question this week I know, I know. This poem is from my "The Dim Light" collection...I hope it inspires, enjoy. 

Carpe Diem

Plenty of hypocrisy

which inflates so blatantly.

Oh what a sight it would be,

living through hypocrisy.

Enticing the quarters of ridicule

to transpire its whimsy attire.

Consummate the strength to end its long rule,

but acquire the ways to inspire.

Harbor these intimate nights

which extend tranquil insights.

Oh to see those few delights,

all the methodical nights.

Surge the frontier of your fortune

and sternly respond, but use empathy.
Embody yourself changed within

because frees comprised an anomaly.

Trounce on what image defies

a positive mind denies.

Oh that sight to see arise,

the oath dignity defies.

Acquainted Accomplice

This poem is an ode to my partner in crime...my pen and is from my "Gray Matters" collection, I hope you enjoy.

Acquainted Accomplice

My bleeding dagger staining a black trail

soothing therapy away from worry

my pen is my friend there for modest me,

together we’ll rise together we’ll fail.

My pen endures all my weird creations

my weapon of choice I choose to disperse

and quench my thirst for lyrical outbursts,

writing’s my addiction and medication.

My pen never leaves my side or complains

my poisonous weapon used to offend

and at times my pen is my only friend,

a comrade companioning my campaigns.

Pouring portions of myself through my pen

deep into the deepest burrows below

my soul is cleansed long ago of sorrow,

unlocking emotions never spoken.

I write with the ink of my blood.

Favorite Sport

This is kind of biased for me because I am in a bowling league and have been the last 2 years (plus 10 when I was younger). When I was young my favorite sport was probably a toss up between Baseball, Basketball and Football, but when you're actually in a league in changes your prospective. I love bowling (even though it gets frustrating at times) my team bowls on Monday nights and our team name (wait for it)..."University of Lebowski" a tribute to one of my favorite movies and movie characters of all time. How about you?

Sum It Up

This poem is from my "Open Your Mind" collection and is the first, the very first poem I wrote when I buckled down and took writing poetry very seriously. "Sum It Up" is very self explanatory and I still remember to the day when I wrote it. I was working with my dad (10 years ago give or take a year) at an on-site job, it felt like it just spilled out of me and ever since that day I have an easier time writing at work (sporadically). I hope you enjoy, but remember this was a long time ago and I was without faith.

Sum It Up
Sheltered emotion, fragile soul
Timid potion, elaborate goal
Grasping knowledge, searching mind
Unselfish pledge, combustibly kind
Innocent gaze, pessimistic trust
Tensions procrastinate, active stress
Suicide debate, appreciate caress
Haunting illusions, crocodile smile
Everyday confusions, conscience on trial
Devoted loyalty, constantly irate
Non-deserving royalty, looks penetrate
Born considerate, dying inside
Survival illiterate, nowhere to hide…

Favorite Movie?

Favorite movie…I don’t think I have a sole favorite movie, more like movies. In no specific order I would say (besides the “R” rating for most of these) “Finding Forrester” (Sean Connery, Rob Brown), “The Big Lebowski” (Jeff Bridges, John Goodman), “Wedding Crashers” (Vince Vaughn, Owen Wilson), “The Hangover” (Bradley Cooper, Ed Helms) and probably the new Batman’s (Christian Bale, Michael Caine). I don’t agree with the a lot of the swearing or violence in most of these movies, but they are just “movies” to me anyway. So, how about you?