I'm just saying

Punctuation marks nail down
My poems to the page and
Structure and rules
Strangle and suffocate
The message of freedom

There are no boundaries
To our imagination and
There should be no boundaries to
Our expression
Of that message

Excerpts

She broke me down deftly like

Kush buds

With lady like charm

I should have never said what i felt but

It seemed like i would regret it for all time if

I didn't

Words take flight on wings but

Mine are shackled down by

Indifference

There is a light in the harbor that

I steer away from

Night waters seem calmer to me

Noise

So does anyone know where the songs that get stuck in our head first thing in the morning come from? I was very curious why "Big Girls Don't Cry" by fergi was stuck in mine this morning ... Not only do I not own ... Wish to own ... Or have remote thought about wanting to own this record ... I can't for the life of me remember hearing the song long enough to know all the lyrics!!! Something is rotten in Denmark folks ...


- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone

Realist vs Romantic

I think love is accepting ... Some people say that is called "settling" ...


- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone

yes this poem is about you

slowly surely

I can feel you losing me now

sadly beautifully

no one has ever lost me before

mainly mostly

because I never really gave someone

me

to lose

- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone