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?

Happy Birthday Gina King!!!

Happy Birthday (the 23rd) to my sister Gina King, I hope it was a great day for you.

Sanctuary

This poem is dear to me (more than others). I know I should write more about God, but at times I feel like whatever I do write will never be able to justify what He really means to me (or anyone else for that matter). "Sanctuary" is from my Gray Matters collection, I hope you enjoy it. And Karen you're right about the perspire and saliva lines.

Sanctuary

A stolid android devoid of a soul

seeking refuge from this common disease.

Seizing scraps of hope with vapid control

piece by piece pierced and fleeced, peace father please.

The rigors of life sometimes overwhelm

and stress is too resilient to outrun.

Taking residency in Satan’s realm

temptation leads us away from the Son.

Will you will you be my sanctuary

and fill up the barren wasteland within?

Will you will you be my sanctuary?

I ask, but yet I continue to sin.

I’ve been a spiritual pariah

for far too long I’ve trespassed in protest.

I pray and plead, forgive me Messiah!

Grant me shelter from eternal unrest.

Kept preserved in an internal standstill

thirsting asylum under the Lords grace.

Emptiness consists as a vast landfill

entrenched and traced to a despondent place.

Will you will you be my sanctuary

and fill up the barren wasteland within?

Will you will you be my sanctuary?

I ask, but yet I continue to sin.

Cleanse me from these embedded shards of hate

life’s ills can manifest beside sorrow.

Counter balance the wicked and vile weight

and save my foul soul from the woe below.

Inside the haven of the Lord’s favor

loving kindness is the reprieved decree.

To be one with the Savior I’d savor

take all my flaws and wash me in mercy.

Will you will you be my sanctuary

and fill up the barren wasteland within?

Will you will you be my sanctuary?

I ask, but yet I continue to sin.

And all this time I’ve been blindly inane

God is the answer to all our questions.

When there’s nothing else left, He will remain

to forgive us for all our transgressions.

Will you will you be my sanctuary

and fill up the barren wasteland within?

Will you will you be my sanctuary?

I ask, but yet I continue to sin.

Will you will you be my sanctuary?

Will you will you be?