Poetry Post 84

Trapped Childhood IV
Sitting alone amongst an immense crowd
No one will listen though I scream so loud
I'm still stuck in my trapped childhood
I can't leave it for something good
I am stuck this way until I am finally grown
Then I'll find my mate and I won't be sad and alone
But for now I'm still stuck in isolation
And still no friend in all creation
I am stuck with all my depression
To wander in my isolation
To walk and think only about the sadness
But I still hope this will become gladness

Trapped Forever II
I've tried to break out of my misery
With every ounce of my courage I tried to break free
But I cannot escape my depression
Or am able to leave my isolation
I live alone inside my one man room
Surrounded by my own inner gloom
I wonder how I will cope
With just a thread left of hope

Trapped Forever III
As I start to see my end
I see my old friend
His carefree style brings me a sense of relief
He has made joy where once there was grief
It looks like I will always have you
For some one I can always talk to
So feel welcome here my old friend
Just don't leave me again

Poetry Post 83

Flower Beds
As I gently lay my head
Upon the flower bed
The world starts to disappear
And God's peace comes near
With the grass' soft feeling
As my pain starts healing
With the flowers cologne
Giving a joy I had never known
And ever so quietly
Comes a robin's symphony
To calm your heart
As the sun paints its art
Without a sense at waste
You can even taste
Any bush's berry
Or any apple from any tree

Homeland Security
Everybody's worried about the sign of the times
But looking out my window I don't have to worry about the crimes
Life is never quites as hard
When your life is in your backyard
It's easy to feel safe
When you're keeping the faith
When you are where you can be free
You feel an abundance of security

My Bike Ride
Riding along this bike trail
Going past the beauty without cease
The fresh oxygen is all I smell
Riding my bike along with peace
My bike ride goes along the track
This is my best time ever
Now I must go back
Now back home to stay forever

Poetry Post 82

Ode To My Love II
Once again I do see
The girl with all beauty
Nothing more I wish to be
Than her to be with me
Sweet, loving, pretty and kind
This makes me wish she was mine
Now I find she does love me
And forever it will be

To Brittany Gray X
I didn't realize how much I seemed to miss you till you came back
Your familiarity and friendship was what I had lacked
It's strange despite all the time we'd been apart
Your love for me did not decay in your heart
You still embraced me like it was a family reunion
And your face emitted enthusiasm through your widen grin
Compassion and intimacy illuminated from behind your eyes
Our mutual happiness reciprocated at our chance meeting our happy surprise

Ebony III
I'm not hurt when I'm not with you
But when I'm with you I fear everything I do
I fear we're not as compatible as I imagine
I fear your kindness may not be genuine
Even if you were kind with truest compassions
What if we don't have the same goals and passions
How could we share a family
If our priorities aren't in unity
It's not that our love for each other doesn't mean a lot
We just have to know the value of everything we got

Poetry Post 81

Laying Under The Blue Sky
Laying under the blue sky
While everyone else is wondering why
I choose to lie watching the clouds roll by
And while the world stumbles in confusion
I am under a beautiful illusion
And I find the real solution

God's Creation
I traveled through the art of God we call science
I've journeyed through the levels of subconscious
And saw its frail condition
But still in its position
How wisely He made the balance of nature
How wisely He made the Earth secure
His Creation has millenniums endure
And of His Creation we will only see more
For He shall save the meek
Give them the Paradise they seek
And shall save His Beauty
And restore Earth's purity

Sunny Day (Haiku)
Resting my body
Upon the soft tender grass
On this sunny day

Poetry Post 80

My Dream
My dream of love is as persistent as a drumbeat
A mind consuming puzzle that's never complete
It tears and devours me like the beast of the wilderness
Driven to pursue it but left in loneliness
It is my never-ending search of Eldorado
A haunting shadow that follows me wherever I go
But when the dream is real to me
A world of paradise I begin to see
My dream is a warm, secure blanket
A reality that hasn't come yet
But even if it takes all my life
I shall find that loving, caring wife

Ode To My Love
Looking outside what do I see
There is a girl I do see
Flowing hair, loving heart, athletic body
Beyond compare of any other beauty
I see her, wishing she would choose me
But she with her inner and outer beauty
Can find someone much better
Someone who'll take care of her
So this is my written confession
Although my love will never lessen
I must hide in isolation
Since no one is worthy of her in all creation

Ashleigh Reynolds
Ashleigh is the name of my fiery passion
My woman of intimate compassion
My truest friend by daylight
My lover during the night
I love you more than vain treasure
You are my soul's sole pleasure
True happiness is simply to please you
It is all my heart longs to do

The Monkees (Film) - Scene XII

(Back at the Monkees' home with Mary already there, Mike, Davy, Valleri, Micky, Carole just arriving)
Mary: Where were you guys?
Mike: Rehearsing at the bar.
Mary: Where's Peter? (group dumbfounded)
Valleri: Who cares? It's not like your band needs a keyboard player.
Carole: Oh so you noticed there is a band?
Davy: It's okay Carole (to Valleri) you better leave.
Valleri: After all I've done for you?
Micky: It was nothing a million other groupies haven't done
Valleri: Screw you all.
Micky: When?
Mike: Where?
Davy: How?
Peter: (walking in with Shannon) and how often?
Valleri: (to Shannon) Don't waste your time sleeping with him it won't get you to Davy.
Shannon: Who's Davy?
Davy: Me.
Shannon: Oh the bass player, you know you weren't that good.
Valleri: Yes he was.
Shannon: Isn't he kind of short for you?
Valleri: Not really.
Shannon: Seems like you'd have to bend at the knees to kiss him.
Valleri: (giggles) Yes as a matter of fact I do (leaves)
Shannon: What was that about?
Carole: Nothing
Mary: Anyway what's with the whole band getting back together?
Mike: Oh you act like this was the first time we ever broke up.
Davy: Hey do you think I should try to patch things up with Valleri?
Mike: What brought that up?
Micky: (ironic) It must have been eight hours since he last got any, Carole, Mary and...
Shannon: Shannon
Micky: (mock urgency) Okay Carole, Mary and Shannon please do not make eye contact with Davy, to him that's a sign of foreplay.
Mike: (sarcastically) If it's really been eight hours maybe we should watch out.
Davy: Very funny (song:Tear Drop City)
About as low as I felt in a long time
And I know that I did a wrong at the wrong time
It's plain to see, she's down on me
And I know she'll feel that way for a long time
I was high on top but I didn't know it
Tell me, why did I have to go and blow it?
I used my lines too many times
And now I've got a badly hurt heart to show it
Took me too long to discover
How much I really love her
How'd I ever end up in this bind?
What a drag
There she goes looking for pretty clover
No one knows what it's like until it over
Without a doubt, I just found out
And I suppose I never did get to know her
Tear drop city, Tear drop city
Took me to long to discover
How much I really love her
How'd I ever end up in this bind
What a drag
About as low as I felt in a long time...
Micky: Wow you must really miss her?
Davy: Yes
Peter: But why her you've had many girls why does she seem so important?
Davy: Just because
Mike: Hey wait a minute wait just one minute you did tell her to leave after she bashed Peter.
Peter: You did? Really?
Davy: I don't want to talk about it, I told you, I need you guys I meant that so I stick up for you (leaves)

Poetry Post 79

Age
When I was young of mind and body I had the spirit
To dream and achieve to go out and get it
I could make the grade earn my merit
Climb the cliffs of the unconquered learn to bare it
But my body and mind are battered and worn
And my dreams shattered and torn
Falling short of the medal feeling the scorn
I just don't think I should've been born

Trapped Childhood III
Still trapped in this childhood
Nothing on Earth wholesome or good
My childhood trapped in a shell
Should I stay or go where the people dwell
Stuck with this hard decision
To the sinners or my own prison
To the world of sin or loneliness
Which way leads to happiness

Christian Nation
We kick the widow out of welfare
And put the fatherless child in the electric chair
Hypocrites run the country
While haters run rapid and free
And this abomination
Is what we call a Christian Nation