“Music is the pleasure that the human soul encounters from counting without knowing that it is counting.”
Month: November 2008
A Poem: Thank you for the Safe Place
I meant it when I said
I must’ve done something right
because I’m here with you tonight.
I must’ve been meant to be here
exploring and being free of fear
to be myself in my true form
without any pressure to conform
you took me in like I was one of you
you loved me, hugged me and fed me too.
You gave me a safe place
and you took me into space
with thoughts and ideas
using wit and taste.
I could say what I felt
as radical and unconventional as I can be
but you know what I was talkin’ ’bout and let me be free
no arguing, no fighting – even no compromising.
I haven’t felt like this in so long its inspiring.
The laughter was healing
and I’m left with this feeling
that I’m really not alone
and I’m getting back into the zone.
it’s great to be around people like you
you’re one in a million
of the brave souls that are true.
Thank you for everything
I mean that in the truest sense
I know I can count on you
my new like-minded friends.
A Poem: A Big Exhale
Ahh… a big exhale
as I scribe on my page
backwards and left
releasing the rage.
The gates are open
in fact – they’re broken
its all coming out
with fury while soakin’
and drenching my soul
with love and honesty
as brutal as its been
its just about to begin
the healing I need
to be whole once again.
Ahh… a big exhale
as I write my own page
for my own story
outside of the cage.
It feels great to be
on my way to be me
funky and true
and finally free.
A Poem: Just Friends – My Anthem
I really like your smile
I really like your way
I’ll give you my attention
but I still have to say…
I just want to be friends
to learn and grow together
I just want to be friends
for now and probably forever.
I may push the limits during the day
I may expose too much, but i think its okay
I get real comfortable right off the bat
but it doesn’t mean I want to hit the sack.
I dig your energy
it seems to fuel mine
I’ll give you a touch
but I promise you there’ll be no such…
Well I sure like our time
thank you for sharing it with mine
please see beyond this rhyme
and lets keep being kind
to one another as we walk down the line.
I’d like to keep building
on the blocks we’ve started from
its up to us-
look how far we’ve come.
I just want to be friends
to learn and grow together
I just want to be friends
for now and probably forever.
A Poem: Can I Lay Here?
Do you mind if I lay here?
here in my bed
its a comfortable place
to be in my head.
I promise you can stay a while
we don’t have to talk
just give me a smile.
An unspoken language
that we’ll create on our own
it’ll be fit for me and you
uniquely fashioned in our tone.
We’ll revel in our delights
never worry – we won’t fight
just promise me
we’ll keep on the light.
I’m afraid of the dark
I’m afraid that it’s true
I’ve always been
it makes me blue.
So hang out here next to me
we’ll sprout our roots
just like a tree.
Hold my hand and come in close
I’ve got nothing to hide nor to boast.
We’ll sit in silence – you and me
painting our world that’s totally free.
A Poem: Walking Blind
come real fast
surely make haste
you must know
there’s time to waste
form a circle
draw a line
its up to you
what you’ll find
the time is now
it always is
must figure out
all of this
walking blind
following my bliss
I have comfort though
that it’s all about this
moving forward
while being right here
never being
ruled by fear
being my best
like only I can
please remember
i still need a hand
A Poem: Truth Down There
I’ve got some questions
I must ask
i hope you will
remove your mask,
dig way down
to the barrel of your soul
dig way down
that’s where I need to go.
The truth is down there
hidden within
the pile of junk
we’ve accumulated along
the years every day
as soon as we start
to dust things off
to clean things up
we’ll fill our cup
the love will flow
like I know it can
out of our hearts
and into our hand.
I use our instead of I
its all about us and
a big ‘ol we
we’re never alone
I hope you can see
together we can do
find, play and explore.
We just have to dare
and start to bare
our souls and hearts
with honesty and care.
A Poem: And The She Woke
one day she woke
she couldn’t breathe
she felt so sick
and was touched by the breeze.
The breeze turned to wind
as it swallowed her sin
she was standing still
while starting to spin.
The spin turned her ’round
shook her upside down –
a little sideways
until she found…
She had been so lost
so off track
all she could think of
was heading back.
She’ll never be the same
it’s been a blessing in disguise
she had to fall down
before she could rise.
Now she’s found home
and flipped on the light
better than ever
and not having to fight.
She agreed with herself
to get up and go
from the valleys to the mountains
for reasons only she knows.
Modern Guilt – Beck
Hey, hey
Da, da, da, da
Da, da, da, da
I feel uptight
When I walk in the city
I feel so cold
When I’m at home
Feels like everything’s
Starting to hit me
I lost bed
Ten minutes ago
Modern guilt
I’m staring at nothing
Modern guilt
I’m under lock and key
It’s not
What I have changed
Turning into convention
Don’t know
What I’ve done
But I feel ashamed
Standing outside
The glass room sidewalk
These people talk about
Impossible things
And I’m falling down
The conversations
Another palm beats
Into you
Modern guilt
Is all in our hands
Modern guilt
Won’t get me to bed
Say what you will
Smoking my cigarette
Don’t know
What I’ve done
But I feel afraid
Portland – Gotta Love it!
Ashley and I arrived a couple of days ago and I am absolutely diggin on Portland. The feel here is relaxed, green and seemingly full of love. Had the chance to hit up a couple of venues run by the McMenamin brothers – the Kennedy School (an old elementary school transformed into a pub and entertainment venue including a soaking tub, restaurants & bars featuring their own specialty brews and wines… delightful). Last night walked over to the Bagdad Theater (a short walk from Ash’s new place here in Hawthorne) to watch a Woody Allen film for three bucks while drinking a local IPA and snacking on a tuna sandwich on the balcony of the theater while sitting in a loveseat… awesome idea, chill and unbeatable so far…
Still have a few more days here and will try my best to soak it up… my writing has gotten exponentially more intense and real since I arrived which feels cathartic (misspelled?) and healthy.
Lots of love from Oregon.