Power UntitledMy pencil to the paper my subject before me And I am in controlPower Untitled
I can define his features Hold his body in my hand and release him
Onto my paper in a way I can craft him Ever loving gentle
As to stroke him his ego benieth the weight of my pencil
I am the sculptor Creator and master His godess
as I dominate him and caress his every curve on my page
I am empowered and gifted by God of creation
No prize or award could ever fill me Like he does
As he
I Will WalkCan we see with our own blindness? Lord I walk this road I walk, with my nylon cross backpack on a big dirt road with no one around, no cars, no trucks just compacted dirt and weeds and trash trash on the side of the roadI Will Walk
Why can I think now? I was lost for thought back there back when my things were unpacked and still on shelves and in drawers When things were still
in my closet
There are signs few and far between the buzzards watching one perchng on a sign "100 miles to Graceland" I always take t
In TimeWe drinkIn Time
of words as of coffee
caffine seeping into our words we shake
our hands
with excitement or chill?
As this A.M. rush to us pushes speeds us
no longer waiting like children for school
when the bitter cold whips through dry and harsh
Without the beauty and grace of snow
That would keep us home all day to play
No longer do we play our routine sharp as a hot latte
bound by time deadlines pressure &
Remember WhenSo many nights of words and thoughts ingenious ideas sculpted by emotion; excitement, love, drive, ambition Lost in a sea of gazes, hand and touchRemember When
So many words exchanged between us nights of conversation alone in the car in a parkinglot with dim street lights at two in the morning on a Sunday holding eachothers hands, snuggling
So many conversations had our dreams ambitions goals souls running wild in the dark night air stars brighter then street lights and your eyes brighter then those stars
So many dreams shared at night without s
something new and different
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A form of expression that lacks definition..
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if my life was a shirt this is what it would say...."i have animal magnitizim when i walk outside squirrels stick to my clothes" < this is actually on a shirt i saw somewhere and is so dam near the truth...except for the squirrel part haha
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