Tuesday, November 29, 2011
Feel the Love
Love at Light Speed
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
True Love
Angry Sound
Monday, November 21, 2011
Sick about it
Hurting bad!
Out of it
Fire
Can't sleep
The Plan
And your job keep saying NO,
Kill it with a pill!
That's it
it's about comfortable
it's about Advil
Love Fades
It slipped through my fingers
And now that I’ve lost it
Feels like I’ve gone through a ringer
ADVIL-ices 2
You've got lots of bills to pay.
Advil says: Take a Pill.
ADVIL-ices
When I used to have headaches:
That means you have head
Sunday, November 20, 2011
Confessions of a Hopeless Romantic
Kind, sweet and patient
God-fearing and positive
Gentleman-like in the streets
It's the little things you do
Washing the dishes after I cook
Remembering my favorite things
Sweet kisses on my cheek
You could be so much more, than just my 'boo'
A relationship is not what you want, you say
..but you give Love, trust, honesty and loyalty
Week after week
We can face the world, just us two
Standing side by side until the storms of life pass us by
As friends, lovers, and partners
This is what I seek.
October 4, 2011 10:34pm
I decided to take the scenic route today
& I'm so glad I did, is all there is to say
Tired at a stoplight, we crossed paths.
You, going in the opposite direction,
Quick swerve to the right,
Hidden and out of sight.
We stop to talk
We met and I instantly fell in love
Your skin, your voice, your style
You gorgeous pearly white smile,
You've got swag, boy.
You on your ped,
me in my 'stang.
We're both riding clean and doin' our thang'
A random guy asks us to race
We laugh it off,
I tell you I'm only in town for a while
"We might have a future together," you said with a smile
Turning my heart to gold
Friday, November 18, 2011
Thursday, November 17, 2011
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Raw
Painful Beauty
Funny Story
That you're probably gonna laugh a lot
It involves old people's finger nails
and mini Oreos killing robots
It's so funny and unexpected
that you're gonna fall out of your chair
when I told my neighbors
they all spitted on each others hair
Even my dog got a laugh
Or at least it sounded like one
I believe he heard me telling my mom
and choked on a bone
The story is like this:
There's this place around block
that has this weird looking... ahhmm...
...nevermind. I forgot.
This Poem
That reads this poem
I don't know what to write
Any word that rhymes with poem
So i used it twice.
But "write" rhymes with "twice"
So the last verse wasn't that bad
But using this verse to explain the previous one
Is kind of sad.
Same thing happened again
"Twice" didn't rhyme with "one"
But "bad" rhymed with "sad"
and it ends the way i want.
Magic Pocket Trick
Ralph's World
Unawear
Late night mistakes
Where nothing happens
Throwdown with Bobby Flay
building things out of clay
going outside to play
hanging out with Bley
sleeping in all day
swimming in the bay
photographs at the cay
picking up a stray
laying in a stack of hay
walking down blue jay way
riding downhill on a sleigh
staying up late to pray
writing an essay
eating at the buffet
or at the local cafe
trying out new hair spray
taking an online survey
eating chocolate souffle
visiting cafe risque
getting an x ray
checking out a cabaret
partying in the USA
cooking marinated filet
things to do when there’s no NBA
in a Strange place
Who is that?
Who’s at the door?
Where am I?
Why am I on this tiny couch?
Where’s my pants?
Stop knocking
it’s 9:30 am?
Courty?
I thought you slept,
right there on the floor
That's it
And I know that you know that.
So... what else to say?
Demand
Don't you even dare to be
Not a Doritos
Monday, November 14, 2011
Nope not happing
Haha
Late Night
Wasting time
Gold
Sunday, November 13, 2011
Philosophy
Than just eat my Doritos.
...There's dipping sauce
Mystery Solved
They didn't steal Doritos
with orange fingers!
Memory
The first one is Doritos
...I forgot the rest.
Thursday, November 10, 2011
the RANCH fam
COOL ranch, COOLER ranch,
COOLEST ranch... what’s the dif’rence?
What’s next? COOLEREST?
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
Sunburn State
To a freaking ice age
I thought this was Florida
With heat like a sauna
I check on the weather
It says sixty seven
I’m getting too soft
When did that mean cold?
Barely feel my toes
You’d think there is snow
It suddenly hits me
Oh, no, I'm adapting
God, I need to return
To my home up north
Before I start wearing
A scarf when it’s sixty seven
Full of Doritos
Crunk, Crunk, Crunk, Crunk, Crunk, Crunk, Crunk
Sorry, mouth was full
Bad Day
I walk out and sing
Oh, lovely sunshine
Hello, lovely trees
The breeze feels so nice
I can’t help but smile
Hearing the birds singing
Is lifting my spirits
But then I hear splat
My head oddly wet
I reach up to check
Is that poop in my hair?
I can’t help myself
What a crappy day
I yell at the sky
Curse you, stupid birds
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
Bullies
The grass is green
The sun is yellow
But my neighbors are mean
My tongue is red
The earth is brown
My teeth are white
But you only see my frown
The juice is orange
The gum is pink
The grapes are purple
So is my eye, I think
Bullies Suck!
and I guess i do too.
I get beaten up by drawing
rainbows in school.
Rain Down
poem for baby spike
lullabies help you sleep
Henry's barking makes you weep
everything, you want to eat
but milk is your only treat
when we tickle your little feet
you laugh and smile from your baby seat
why can’t you have all these sweets?
cause you ain’t got no baby teeth
Cookies
rainbow sprinkled, thin mint,
macadamia nut, ginger snap,
black and white cookie, what a snack
Cookies are my favorite food
they’re so delightful, I’m always in the mood
to eat these delectable treats
after any meal especially meats
Dip them in milk or eat them dry
and if your crazy try them fried
Oreos dipped in dough
then cooked in oil, nice and slow
Cookies are my favorite food
I will not share because i’m rude
Im want to be a mother
What you mean.
Monday, November 7, 2011
Colors
red, yellow and blue.
But the rainbow doesn't stop here
there is so much you can do!
Red and yellow mixes a color so bright and fun
In the evening you see it best when it's almost gone,
and the moon is ready to replace the sun
it makes the color orange.
Red and blue mix a color so true
Grapes and eggplants seem to think so too
mix these colors together and you'll never be hurtful
because rad red and cool blue makes purple.
Yellow and blue together can be so mean
They are like a sight you have never seen
This is the color of the grass and leaves
Yellow and blue makes the color green.
Bumbling Bees
buzzing and bumbling
by the big banana tree
Big bubbles and rough rumbles
Goes the bummbly brigade of buzzing
Tired tirades and confusing charades
Leaves the bummbly busted!
Billions of brightly bumbled buddies
Buzzing and billowing through the night
Busying bumbing and buzzing we study
those buzzing and bumbling bees, what a sight!
Sunday, November 6, 2011
Friday, November 4, 2011
My First Girl
I see her everyday
I thought it would be cool
for me to wave at her
She wears a pink bow
I wear a little bow tie
She hold my hand once
and I thought she was mine
We shared the juice box
and the grilled cheese my mom made
we walked a feel blocks
until the bus came
I kissed her on the cheek
she kissed me on mine
we blushed for a minute
and laughed for a while
My friends sing silly songs
to make fun of us
but my heart sings like bird
when she come out of the bus
I know another day is starting
And we will be together
Until the time we go home
But I will never forget her.
Taste
is just like candy for me
what chapstick you use?
Weekend
Sunlight hits my face
Pop my one eye open
Should I lift my head?
No, a few more minutes
A pillow over my head
I bet my mom is coming
To push me off the bed
Did I finish my homework?
My teacher will complain
To dot my i’s and cross my t’s
I seem to always forget
Mm..it’s been a while
My mom is off her game
She should be here by now.
Oh wait! It’s Saturday.
Primary Colors
Like sun-rays of light
But mix it with blue
And green is the hue
Blue makes you calmer
Like skies in the summer
But mix it with red
You get purple instead
Red is so loud.
Like a concert crowd
But mix it with others
And you’ll find its brothers
Thursday, November 3, 2011
Miles away!
Round Two
The Flirt
but the chapstick on my lips
just made you smile. (blink)
Transfer
yours are juicy and healthy.
kiss me all over
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
Tuesday, November 1, 2011
Blistex sucks!!
Recovery
Melt
Game Changer
Where it so well
Mr. Burt bee's
Happier Santa
He comes around but once a year
spreading joy, laughter and cheer
But how do you think he feels when he gets home
after traveling the globe, jet lagged and owned
His nagging, yelling, old wife
Mrs. Claus screams, “time for your real life,
do your chores get ready for dinner”
Can’t you see he’s not getting any thinner?
Out all night, traveling through time
giving presents to kids, no time to dine
Cookies and milk is all he eats
in several countries, he barely fits in his seat
on his sled, the reindeer whimper
can’t we just go back for dinner?
It taste better this way
infinite magic happens at night
My fist grade class
Three hours a day
I had 17 children.
I was their mother
I helped with their homework
Fed them snacks
Cleaned up their messes.
Bandaged their boo-boos.
And in turn
They relieved my stress
Gave me new perspective
And best of all
Showered me with love
Its so funny,
The personality of a six year old
So full of emotion
that adults experience everyday.
Yet the complexities of life
are absent from theirs
which allows them to be transparent
With feelings, apologizes
Joys, sorrows.
I taught them, but really they taught me.
To be like a child
is to have eyes as wide as the ocean
to see things as just what they are
beautiful, imaginative and whimsical.
To be like a child
is to be bold, and unafraid.
To take on the world's toughest problems with pride
Never ashamed to ask the smallest questions
To be a like a child
Is to dream big dreams
To know nothing of proportion or reason
Assured that everything you want to happen will come true
To be like a child
Is to take small moments of treasured time
To play, to walk, to look at the sky, to think, to breathe
Being absent of responsibility, worry, fear or doubt.
To be like a child
In my mind, is to be ideal
To find stay true to yourself
And find the best self that is within you.
Play Time
Kids Love Milk
Trick or treat
Halloween, Halloween
I want to hear you laugh
I want to see you scream
All the children knock on my door
“Trick or treat”
they shout and roar
I give them candy
and then they leave
You little brats
say thank you, please
Little Friends
I trade my pie for your coloring pencils
I trade these pencils for your notebook
And on this notebook we'll draw colorful apple pies.
I trade my shoes for your kite
I trade my kite for your skateboard
I trade this skateboard for a high 5
And I'll run with you everywhere you go
I trade my cards for your basketball
I trade this basketball for your tennis racket
I trade the racket for your football
And we kick butts 'cause we're the best
I give you my friendship, you give me yours
I take your friendship with me for eternity
because when we grow up
we won't trade the memory of our childhood for anything
Kids
Who seek for toys and rainbows
Whose days are full of yellow
Creativity rising above
I write about those who don't read
But whose scribbles would make me believe
That the dream is as full as the green
That gives hope to this world full of us
I admire the eyes of the small
Who look at world as brand new
They don't know the limits of the possible
And present the impossible to you
This is a call for the children
To inspire the world we live in
May your smile be the scream
That remind us to stop growing.
Stomachache
Don't think I've made a good deal
for a happy meal
Monday, October 31, 2011
Hard to Choose
crazy nights
Chasing Butterflies
Dancing in the air
Laughter follows
Let’s give merry chase
Monarch kings
With wings so fair
Laughter follows
Let’s give merry chase
Rainbow colorings
Streaking past our hair
Laughter follows
Let’s give merry chase
The Story of Todd Burtle
But please, don’t call him turtle
In fact, he’s quite fast
He’s never been last
So who is Todd Burtle?
Grew up on a farm that was fertile
Tomatoes and pumpkins, oh he had a blast
He loves to remember the past
How great is Todd Burtle?
Why, he invented the girdle
He jokingly says whenever he’s asked
But I get the feeling his knowledge is vast
Let’s wave goodbye to Todd Burtle
As he jumps on his boat clearing the hurdle
Turning around as the boat-line is cast
And waving right back, as he holds onto the mast
Busy Busy
Taste Buds
Boom!
Rewind
Big Mac!
Saturday, October 29, 2011
Disney's Kind of Food
And bunch of little Goofies
Just one Mc Donalds.
Friday, October 28, 2011
Thursday, October 27, 2011
Like A Movie
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
Next order
You are nothing of what you said
Naive
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Darkness
The room goes black
all becomes silent
excitement takes over
the uproar begins
dark figures glide
across the stage
louder they become
knowing the time is near
the guitar screams
and the spotlight comes on
they can’t control themselves
they begin to sing along
Life of a Shoe Heel
I support you and I care about your well being.
I protect you from hurt, harm, danger and disease.
But everyday, you disrespect me.
Carelessly using me to your advantage
Never taking the time to care for me like I care for you
I'm wearing thin now, and I dont know how much longer I will be around
I have a big hole in my sole, that bears your initials
You leave me torn.
Sad Realities
waiting to hear my name.
There are older women sitting,
and they are doing the same.
These women,
Tired and sick, sick and tired
Of our corrupt system
Telling them lies
Of freedom- of better lives.
They sit and they smile
to their oppressor's despise.
And one by one, they are called
These sick and tired, tired and sick women
Just happy to hear their name
Stand up and walk to the counter, proud
Who are they to blame?
They are here for their medicine,
Their small solution
To the problems they have to live with and face
Everyday.
They didn't chose this life.
They did their part. They worked hard.
The pharmacist asks for their insurance card.
Then hands it back to them, one by one and says:
Ma'am your insurance doesnt cover these meds &
Ma'am you're total is $402
I don't have any money or insulin, they say.
I don't know what to do.
And so these women,
tireder and sicker, sicker and tireder.
Return to their chair
With no hope, or despair.
Parking Garage Stairwell
Santa's undead slaves
He comes around just once a year
near the end when winter is here
barging into everyone’s house
presents he leaves, he’s quiet as a mouse
but no one knows the truth for sure
for each gift he leaves an item he stores
in his second sack he takes to his wife
and for the elves, in return for their life
as laborers and toy building slaves
after he rescued them from their dark, cold graves
and took them to this new freezing place
the north pole where they are the majority race
an uprising will begin sometime this year
and Santa Claus shall live in fear
Bravo!
Size 13"
The World for a Girl
Monday, October 24, 2011
Woahh Buddy!
Bring me back
Blindfolded
Coke Addiction
Explosion
Friday, October 21, 2011
Summer Nights
Thursday, October 20, 2011
Rum
Mirage in the Desert
An End
The pain that you are feeling
I rather just twist ‘till you shatter
The pieces of you, ground into dust
Why should it matter
The tears that you are shedding
I rather just crush ‘till more splatter
The pieces of you, evaporating into dust
Why should it matter
The blood that you are spilling
I rather just slice ‘till there’s spatter
The pieces of you, fading into dust
Existential
It gets harder to breathe
It almost feels crushing
This senseless existence
Am I just alive
To eventually die?
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
That's MINE
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
Let me fall
In the morning you and me
Happy
Powerless
german Tourists
making their way down ocean drive
a family in a new world for the first time
crowded and congested
lost and enraged
searching for a meal
harassed by every hostess
locals begin to laugh
as the strange group passes by
the german tourists
wearing crocs with socks
the guy you hate
What’s happening all my friendly friends,
I’m back in town
I’m here again
I came to visit everyone
I brought some toys
let’s have some fun
Let’s laugh and have a grand old time
I’ll buy the beers
with this card of mine
It’s a company card, as you can see
they pay me well
for what I be
I came a long way to see you all
let’s all get drunk
and have a ball
We’ll dance to “be my lover” by la bouche
I’m your worst nightmare
the neighborhood douche
Agony!
Doubts
Monday, October 17, 2011
Crew
The Boys Are Back
Good Morning
Feeling kind of blue
I couldn't stop yawning
I didn't know what to do!
I feel around blindly
In search of my glasses
I touch something slimy
That smells of asses!
Still unable to see
I examine the substance
And to my great surprise
I determine it's disgustance
The stinky mass robbed my morning's cheer
I cant get it out of my head.
I find my glasses and I'm able to make it clear
My dog has shitted in the bed!
Saturday, October 15, 2011
Remember
All-Nighter
It Went Great Until...
Friday, October 14, 2011
out of my hands
Thursday, October 13, 2011
Platonic
Arguement with Mom
This I know is true.
I may be young, so I'm told
but what is it to you?
You, old like an antique
Smelling of outdated perfume
Me, fine in physique
Stares when I enter the room
Cobwebs fill your love below
Like a wretched shack beaten and crippled
Mine is fruitful and plentiful with a glow
So much so that it's damn near sinful!
I guess I'm sorry
If I seem shallow or rude
But really, you should suck it up
And not be such a prude!
Fate
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
My Love Schedule
Effort
I center myself
Then follow it up
With a quick, gentle tap
I slowly move back
To look at the back
A few gentle slaps
It looks fairly right
I pound and I pound
And some more I pound
I take my sweet time
I must hit it right
It’s getting quite hot
My brow sweat I dry
And then I resume
To screw in the back
I slide my hand slowly
The surface feels smooth
No bumps and no bruises
Across, through and through
It takes me a while
To finish at last
A groan of great pleasure
My bookshelf assembled
Cardiovascular
I’m dragging my feet
I’m only speed walking
I’m tightening my cheeks
I’m glistening and sweating
I’m taking quick breaths
I’m sadly realizing
I’m way out of shape
Something Missing
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
Verão
The song that my heart just wrote
Taglines
Never doubt
I Do Know Your Name
Monday, October 10, 2011
Link Up
Dog at the window.
Uncertainty
A clock counting down my fate
Of a future undetermined up-ahead
Dreams long gone and in their stead
Cold reality is at the gate
The worries keep nagging at my head
That the life I’ve foolhardily led
Has now reached a final strait
Of a future undetermined up-ahead
A roll of dice, a chance misread
Was it too late to clear the slate?
The worries keep nagging at my head
The day is gone, the lights go dead
Can’t close my eyes, instead I wait
Of a future undetermined up-ahead
As I lay tossing in my bed
The sandman coming much too late
The worries keep nagging at my head
Of a future undetermined up-ahead
Paper Planes
Refuse
Friday, October 7, 2011
Another Ant Bites the Dust
Anticipation
The Cycle
REWARD
For the love of God,
I am here to love you too.
What else can I do?
Little Juan
Walking down Calle Ocho
at a towering five feet tall
brown baggin’ his drink
with his fedora and all
Don’t give him no shit
cause he won’t be friendly
the little ones are the meanest
and your life he will end-y
Little Juan is what they call him
he’s a crazy killer
once the lights go out
you’ll think your in Thriller
“Darkness creeps
across the land”
and all that crap
you better run from this man
If you bump into him
you know it’s over
it won’t matter whether he’s
drunk or sober
So stay off the Ocho
when it’s late at night
because Little Juan is there
and he’s looking for a fight
Thursday, October 6, 2011
Craving
War
Phone Calls
Obsessive Accessory
As the wind calmly combs through my hair,
I ask myself a question
Will I ever find it?
The thing worth fighting for
This thing, producing feelings I’ve never felt before
Will I ever find it?
The one thing I’d be proud
To brag to friends and foes aloud
Will I ever find it?
The perfect compliment to any part of me
And my life, taken in strife, pride and dignity
Will I ever find it?
I roll out of bed
Succumbed with fear, doubt and trembling
Will I ever find my missing earring?