Friday, April 8, 2011

Domestic Avengers (Comic Book)

Robert Page- 32 year old white garbage man with scrubby facial hair, thin short frame, dark wild hair, lanky limbs, quiet to varying "trustability" degrees, analytical, idealistic, uncompromising man
Pamela Turner- 27 yr old black female teacher of 6th grade social studies, dark smooth complexion, round curvy figure, with cornrows, uncompromising assertive rational wins arguments loses battles
Backstory:
Robert & Pam meet at the funeral of a friend Valerie who died of long term effects of domestic abuse. Robert use to collect her garbage and had a secret crush on her. Pam was her sister. Both knowing her history of abusive relationships join forces to fight domestic abuse over their guilt of Valerie's death.
The Plan:
Robert finds evidence in garbage of domestic abuse (anything blood stained, or broken with force, high amounts of alcohol bottles etc) gives info to Pam for her to avenge the abuse likewise Pam watches for signs of abuse in her students for Robert to avenge (bruise marks, evasive and/or erratic behavior etc)
Location:
Both Pam and Robert live in the same apartment building for years not knowing each other until Valerie's death. They live in Great Lake City a multicultural poor manufacturing town with a high unemployment rate and high crime rate.

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Poetry Post 329

Reading Empathy
Can you look right through me
And tell if I have empathy
Can you see my neurological wires
And see the roots of my desires
Any more than I can see through you
By the actions I can see you do
By the way you see how other people feel
To determine what you can get out of the deal
I only hope for reprocity and understanding
Never giving less than I am demanding

Questioning Faith
What is it to have true religion?
Is it relying on another for a decision?
Is faith something you're suppose to support
But cannot count on when you're hurt?
I know there is God and I know there is the Lord
But how am I helped compared to those who never heard
There is comfort in knowing what is Good and Right
But with so much beyond our strength its a losing fight
You may say its a sin to say the Lord forsook me
But if I still feel so defeated someone overlooked me

Unrewarding Drudgery
Every day is a hectic boring drudge
How can I not hold a grudge
What do I have to depend on
When all is done everyone's gone
I push and pull along throughout the day and night
Without comfort emotional or physical in my sight
Just a small bed to lay alone in
Waiting for the next day to start it all over again

Saturday, January 29, 2011

REMEMBER

my book can be bought at authorhouse.com

Friday, January 28, 2011

poetry 328

Unconfident Persistence
I want to feel the confidence of your love and affection
I want it to shield me for emotional protection
I'm confident I'm worth your consideration
All I need is confirmed validation
Because I could love you in more ways than others could show
I could love you in ways no one else could possibly know
Because what I lack in vain charm
Is protection from deceit and from harm
And I may be persistent
Where love is resistant
But I'm not arrogant in my expectations
Just loyal to my dedications
And a woman worthy of being a friend
Is worth the chance of romance to the bitter end

Wonderkid
Boy you really are the Wonderkid
And everyone's wondering exactly what you did
But no one will ever get to where the facts are hid
Because everybody's stuck in awe of the Wonderkid
And everyone who's not just gets the farewell bid
Making sure all the others just shut their lid
So the programmed masses can all heil the Wonderkid

Beauty Divine
Every time I hear your name
I turn into a beast only you can tame
And no other woman can make me feel the same
And I love that this addiction has no shame
Because you make me feel like a beautiful powerful man
When you show what I know that only I can do it like I can
And you feel like the star that you are when I say I'm your biggest fan
So don't take for granted this expression of obsession cause your the kind I can't find in any other woman

pp 327

Rejection Scars
Romance can be so unfair
When you have so much love to share
And you have so many ways of just being there
Helping someone with tender loving care
You can give loyal love and affection
Offer emotional support and protection
But without a mutual connection
Your heart gets scarred with rejection

Treasure Beyond The Barrier
I walk in this world alone as an alien
Foreign to the customs without neighbor or kin
No one to understand, to see who I am within
There's something in my exterior
That acts as a barrier
Hiding what I have to offer
I speak of walls as barriers not as though I wear a mask
Because I'm an open book answering any question you may ask
But finding a functioning relationship has been an unfulfilled task

November Nights
On November nights cold and damp
I wander alone as a tramp
Waiting to see
Whats to become of me
But find a frigid future bare
As I stare at the nothingness there
All I can do is just walk on
Pass all the opportunities gone
No flame or spark left of desire
As bitter winds choke out the fire

Friday, November 19, 2010

working on new screenplay

it's about an autistic white college man looking for a girlfriend and falling in love with a black single mother college student. it works around how social awkwardness can sabotage good relationships that have strong common ground

Monday, October 25, 2010

Poetry Post 326

Heart Of Lust
I am selfish not one to trust
Deceived by my heart of lust
Don't trust me when I say I love you
I can't even tell you if it's true
And when their love is in doubt
It's just someone to do without

Sensual Warming
The warmth of your touch
Reminds me of how I miss you so much
The scent of your hair
Let's me know that I'm there
But I'm still caught by surprise
By the earnest love in your eyes
Your words of support take root deepened by your sincerity
Until your lips become the home I always needed them to be
Taking you in by every sense
Raises my confidence
But without you here to hold
My body lies vulnerable and cold

Independence
Living on my own
Yet not feeling all alone
Not feeling overwhelm
Got life by the helm
Never thought I'd see
This strength within me
Generally feeling that life is good
Feeling like I'm doing the best I should
But failure still constantly bringing in doubt
That's why your love is something I never go without