Archive for the ‘gg’ Category

Apr-8-2011

And now back to our regularly scheduled program

A new day comes with each dawn

Cleaning the slate

Of this human experience

Our choices and decisions make the difference

between love and hate

happiness and sadness

and life and death

What do you want from this life?

 

 

 

Posted under gg
Mar-13-2011

A Dai in my Life

Sharing your words
perfectly placed and hypnotically charged
verbal brain food
swirling together sharp images
connecting to form your Thoughts
Sharing your Thoughts
together on a cosmic adventure
painting vivid murals
overlapping the shared boundary
that’s connected by our Dreams
Sharing your Dreams
more than words telling this story
keeps me hanging
watching every small movement
each breathe leaving your Body
Sharing your Body
the reaction effects all senses
stirring chemical impulses
decoding a secret equation
encrypted within our Souls
Sharing our Souls
walking euphoric with each other
bound throughout time
pulled together magnetically drawn.
united again in this Life

Posted under gg
Jun-13-2010

Be very quiet…

The heat of the Night Sticks to me
air conditioner struggling to please
to ease
the torture of the summer
Bugs scream outside
is it agony or is it my own
that warps the sound
from its usual low hum of life
underlining the night
natures own motor
powered by
fireflies lightning
cicadas rumbling
crickets jumping
I listen closly
the message is clear.

Posted under gg
Jun-12-2010

Taxi Driving or New York though the eyes of the Dreamer

When I go away from you
The world beats dead
Like a slackened drum.
I call out for you against the jutted stars
And shout into the ridges of the wind.
Streets coming fast,
One after the other,
Wedge you away from me,
And the lamps of the city prick my eyes
So that I can no longer see your face.
Why should I leave you,
To wound myself upon the sharp edges of the night?

Posted under gg
Apr-12-2010

I just love to use the word ostensible

Like all great novels, Watership Down has both an ostensible subject and an real one. Ostensibly, the book is about a group of surprisingly rational rabbits. Man, however, is the rational animal, and Watership Down is a transplanted tale of the human spirit–a story of courage, resourcefulness, survival, and heroism.
Below is a section of the novel that I loved.
It is an untitled poem by Silverweed, a rabbit who lives in a very peculiar sort of warren. The rabbits there are all well-fed and comfortable; they have little to worry about in the way of predators, and food seems to miraculously appear wherever they look for it. Every so often, though, a rabbit vanishes without a trace… The warren has tacitly agreed never to discuss such matters. Silverweed was the poet of the Rabbits. He tests the boundaries of this silence in his poetry, which is what’s made him popular in the Warren. “Frith” is the sun, a God to the rabbits.
The wind is blowing, blowing over the grass.
It shakes the willow catkins; the leaves shine silver.
Where are you going, wind? Far, far away
Over the hills, over the edge of the world.
Take me with you, wind, high over the sky.
I will go with you, I will be rabbit-of-the-wind,
Into the sky, the feathery sky and the rabbit.
The stream is running, running over the gravel,
Through the brooklime, the kingcups, the blue and gold of spring.
Where are you going, stream? Far, far away
Beyond the heather, sliding away all night.
Take me with you, stream, away in the starlight.
I will go with you, I will be rabbit-of-the-stream,
Down through the water, the green water and the rabbit.
In autumn the leaves come blowing, yellow and brown.
They rustle in the ditches, they tug and hang on the hedge.
Where are you going, leaves? Far, far away
Into the earth we go, with the rain and the berries.
Take me, leaves, O take me on your dark journey.
I will go with you, I will be rabbit-of-the-leaves,
In the deep places of the earth, the earth and the rabbit.
Frith lies in the evening sky. The clouds are red about him.
I am here, Lord Frith, I am running through the long grass.
O take me with you, dropping behind the woods,
Far away, to the heart of light, the silence.
For I am ready to give you my breath, my life,
The shining circle of the sun, the sun and the rabbit.
Main Entry: os·ten·si·bly
Pronunciation: -blE
Function: adverb
Date: 1765
1 : in an ostensible manner
2 : to all outward appearances
Posted under gg
Jan-12-2010

Scavenger

On a filthy planet it lays in wait to consume the life of those with faith

breeching only for the moon

it bares fangs and dead yellow eyes

this monster in my mind

unknowingly it preys on you

swallowing your hope

inside the darkness you dwell

till my beast within is hungry again

Posted under gg
Aug-11-2009

Baker, Warrior, or Saint

I hate to write in Numbers
Always counting
Finding clever ways to label
Each passing year
Today The Bakers Dozen
Seems Fitting enough.

Unseen Eternal battles
Being waged across the Universe
Fighting the Good fight
Our Warrior fights on
As days turn into Months
And Months yield to Years

Saint Michael’s Soldier
Guiding his flock
Protecting the rest of us
From Evil,
From Our own Darkness
Offering Safe passage to the Light

Baker, Warrior, or Saint
Your spirit burns
Through us
Connected and Still Alive.
We All still Live for You
Tonight, and Forever

Posted under gg, O'Leary
Mar-11-2009

Moving Day

You packed your bags.

I packed my own.

I told you to leave them behind.

We didn’t need anything but each other.

Instead you kept packing.

And packing.

And packing.

Your bags were tagged and ready to go.

But they were too heavy for me to lift.

As I pull away from the gate

I can read your tags

Liar, Cheater, and Thief they read.

Until you can leave them behind

You will never escape this airport of despair.

Traveling light, is the only way to fly.

Posted under gg, The Ex
Mar-11-2009

Turning Black

I would have died for you.

Now I will have to live in spite of you.

All I ever needed from you

was for you to feel sorry for your actions.

That was too much for you.

Your skewed pride won’t let you admit it to yourself

That you made the wrong choice

and now will have to live

alone

How can it be easier to hate than to love?

Posted under gg, The Ex
Sep-1-2008

Artwork

Posted under gg
Aug-11-2008

Years and Tears by the Dozen

12 years is a lifetime for many
but only a moment
for the Lost, left behind

Today’s unusual cold summer rain
God’s tears, with a purpose
to cleanse our Souls.

Wash away the sadness
of a dozen years
with a warm haze of memories

Time battles to suffocate the pain
surrounding it with positive thoughts
of almost forgotten days

Scattered, flashes of the past
tethered through the Spirit
that lives within us

Connecting us all together
a cosmic, eternal lasso
binding us to you.

For you, my Brother, I continue
To Live, Laugh, and Love.
Everyday is my memorial to you.

Posted under gg
Jun-18-2008

cursing constellations

two a.m.,
the chill in the air
circles like a nightmare.
sitting on the roof,
i’m waiting for a star to shoot
in hopes of a better way out.
the night sky
is as ugly and empty
as i am, a warm tear
drys windblown
because i know
you deserved more.

Posted under gg, rc
Jun-12-2008

The Dreamer and the Dreamed.

Hello again my long lost friend
Those fleeting days of our songs
carried by love and wind
will be ours once again
in days left to live.
A familiar chain of scents
and things we forget about
most of the time
but often
find ourselves longing for in a way
we can’t describe.
The days pass us by,
the seasonal joys and misleading goals.
Live to love
And love to live I say.
Dream to keep hope in your heart
and remember
the value of living each day.
It is hard to live
we all see sometimes
we all lose ourselves but always
will find a picture,
a song of friends
that are gone but memories we
can’t leave behind.
It seems very strange
wherever you are
regardless of distance,
no matter how far,
I’ll think of you always and love you
forever my crazy beautiful star.

Posted under gg
Jun-12-2008

Tears are a good chaser for Tequila

What are the epic events in ones life that changes them forever? They can’t be forecast, and most aren’t even realized until after they’ve past. Unfortunately it’s the one’s that leave the lasting scar that weigh heavier then the ones who end with a smile or a tear of happiness. The heated tear of pain, fear or emotional calamity burns the cheeks flesh while permanently scaring the mind with every salted drop.
Posted under gg
Jun-12-2008

Teddy Bear

The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena; whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs and comes short again and again; who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions and spends himself in a worthy cause. Who at the best, knows the triumph of high achievement; and who, at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly.” -Theodore Roosevelt
Posted under gg
Jun-12-2008

Star Crossed

An incandescent desire
dancing the center
stage of night.
Oceans of sky
envelop the fire.
Bound by gravity
and want,
Alcor-Mizar we are.

Posted under gg
Jun-12-2008

Riding out the Storm

sitting alone in my dark room
empty bottles strewn across the floor
staring at my hands in despair
trying to fight my silent war
words echo through my head
“just give it all it takes
even the very best of the best
have made some terrible mistakes”
these words pierce the darkness
a slim ray of hope shines through
i would have given up, long ago
if i hadn’t have found you.

Posted under gg
Jun-12-2008

sand castles

curving,
arching
every which way
the wind demands.
i am yours to rearrange.
i am the sand
within your hands.

Posted under gg
Jun-12-2008

Schizophrenia (Or Velvet Descent)

In this suspended darkness
I gather to myself
Pockets full of silence
And hold them close
Unable to pick-up the words
Tugging at my mind and
Tricking my tongue
I will refuse your voice
And turn your words away
They aren’t mine
You have failed to see me as I am
You imagine me this pure thing
Some lucid creature of your own design
Never seeing the heavy velvet
That tangles my heart
The heart that begs
For your doubt and mistrust
My soul
I wear it with pride
In this close strange place
Where I meet myself
And trade places
Someplace in my dark
You press your voice
To the cloth of my mind
“Have you ever
Seen anything
So possible as
Beauty justified?”
Your voice haunts me
Then it’s your hands
You hold out to me
For me to touch and take hold of
But I can’t
I don’t want to be in your saving
Because once there
I would linger amongst the shadows
Of predictable emotions
Better it is
I stay encased in this velvet
Waiting for you…
To hear the words my heart wants to say

The words that you will not hear.
Posted under gg
Jun-12-2008

Pondering Dika

i never felt so alone
until i met you
through that lens
i watched you
from a distance
as you lived your life
blissful in your ignorance
and oblivious to my existence
never knowing
that i was watching
unaware that only
electronic distance
kept us apart.
Originally I was going to call this “My Cyber SnowGlobe” – which just isn’t as deep- and I also scrapped “CyberStalking for Dummies” as it impresses a sinister aura when an innocent one was intended

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