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I whisper for a comforting sound
Forgetting my comfort comes from you
I long for truth in every minute
Forgetting you speak nothing but it

My thoughts stray from one to the other
Forgetting you've always held my plans
My hate and defiance
You have beared alone on your hands

My Remorse is great
And in my sins i stand alone

Lord, Im finally ready to come Home.

* Post Script to "I am Rather Sorry You Bear Such Tired Eyes

Your troubles are now my troubles
I take them openly in outstretched arms
Your tattered clothes reek of exhaustion
Your weeping gives off its own alarm

Your eyes are cold and wet tonight
Your body shaking
Is a light shade of blue




I will dry your tears if you want me to.

*I Am Rather Sorry You Bear Such Tired Eyes.

With no regard you sit and weep alone
Due to prolonged days and failed tries
I’m sorry that you bear such tired eyes

Solitary, meek, and unsure
You have made you tone
I will make sure you don’t grow alone
I will make sure you don’t grow alone

Invite me in, and I will stay
To save you from such prolonged days
We’ll eliminate your countless tries
And give away your tired eyes.

WaterHorse 2: Return of the Hamaphradite

Here are 5 reasons why you should not go and see the movie Watehorse.



1. Language. With their brilliant Scottish accents these Scotlanders use crude language, like the words "Bloody Hell" "Giminy Christmas" and the dready "Aye".



2. Sexuality. There is this one and only scene in the movie where children witness the kissing of an old house maid, and a cooking soldier in the Scottish Army.



3. Smoking. In every scene someone is smoking either a cigar, cigarette, or a pipe. I also could have sworn I saw one of the little Scottish girls blowing bubles out of a pipe. (What is this movie doing, but portraying innocent minds to smoke bubbles out of pipes.



4. Drinking. The is a regime of Scottish soldiers with nothing to do but stay awake and keep watch. They like to get drunk. Enough said.



5. There is a gay horse. Literallty. The horse is neither female, or male; but both. Yes, it is a male and female waterhorse at the same time. It makes its own baby. Such a weird way of reproducing. This movie is definatly trying to get its audience of 6 year olds to become transvestites.








*this movie was rated PG, meaning that kids as young as 2 can get into it. All of these theamattic events listed above are for an adult movie rated possibly PG-13.




So, as to poke fun at the humorous movie. Me, and Tyler Shannon have come up with a newq movie. A sequel mind you.



Waterhorse 2; Return of the Hamaphradite.

Soiled, and Dirty

You shut the front door
And leave in great haste
Taking every last breath with you
As if there's non left to waste


You make it clear
That my remorse is unworthy
That I stand alone
Soiled, and dirty
That my thoughts won't be heard
They'll go up with the birds
And that my actions
Are not aligned with my words


I know you'll return
For it's my weakness you yearn
And my inability for strength
You long to embrace
You stand with me here
I'm alone
I'm in fear
For the smell of shame
Envelopes this place


You make it clear
That my remorse is unworthy
That I stand alone
Soiled, and dirty
That my thoughts won't be heard
They'll go up with the birds
And that my actions
Are not aligned with my words

NEW YORK FINALS

my poem made it to the finals in new york.



the end.

From this Robot.

i wont take it serious from a robots point of view
heartless bolts and steel working to seem so true
with rust and hinges that havnt turned in ages
you seem robotic even now
with your heartless bolts and steel in cages.

Just a Barren Photograph

A photograph seeming trifle to the eyes
Merely sits there in its desolated room alone
Showing nothing more than a stillness in disguise
Of a once complete and now barren home

Yet this photograph to your eyes
Seeming just perfect; though you’re blind
Reminds us of your severed ties
And of this empty room you sought to find

Piece by piece your life gets shredded
Though u stay here dumbfounded and unkind
I pray for your future; for a plummet is where you’re headed
And of your true reality that may never come in time

This is just a barren photograph of you from the 1960's
Of which is still alone
Of which I still can’t look at with much ease

For Succor

In account of troubled times
I write to you now
With a heart bled dry
And a head lowly bowed

Though my words are slurred
The fragments scattered
You stay and interpret
And pick up the pieces shattered

The smell of defeat
Stains the cold polluted air
Arriving for the keep
Catching me in its snare

I write to you now
Not for pity nor sorrow
But to ask for succor
And a chance at tomorrow

I Am Safe.

as hope closes in
and past becomes dim
with our outstreched hearts here

and it now all comes near
from the mirk now made clear

falling deep in our arms here

and i shout
with a earsplitting roar
as the dirt leaves me here
all past runs with fear
and i cry
with a reason to tell
with his beckoning grace
i am safe

as i sit here in mud
knowing change has begun
soon to rise from the ground here

as i look at this blur
with my bags i am sure
leaving them all alone here

and i shout
with a earsplitting roar
as the dirt leaves me here
and all past runs with fear
and i cry
with a reason to tell
with his beckoning grace
i am safe





i am safe.

The Good Tomorrow

forget about your pain
forget about your sorrow
forget your actions done in vain
there will be a good tomorrow


lose the times you've fallen
and find the times you've risen
for the new is now
just close to follow

there will be a good tomorrow.

new pics.

i was bored.
so this is what happened.

My Submission

this is the poem i subbmitted into the contest.





Shadows and Tall Trees




Hear the strident songs
Of birds in a single parade
Up in the canopy of trees
Which beauty never seems to fade

The leaves live here
A day in late December
And the ludicrous idea
That this beauty lasts forever

As sun hits canopy
A soothing dark envelops all
Stillness in birds and leaves alike
Which festooned these trees so tall

I am among these
Shadows and tall trees

Poetry Contest

i entered a poetry contest today in New York,

i could win 100,000.

well see how it turns out....


i wont know anything for a few months

Around the bend

lets drive this road
just to see were it ends
breaking through the dark road
as we quickly cross the bend

lets drive this road
and let this love follow
and together moving
ahead into tomorrow

drive this road with me
just to see where it ends
as life in a nutshell passes by
a new one there
just around this bend

Haiku #1

it is safe to say
that my love for you is strong
and it took too long.

This Boat

This boat we sit in with its gaping holes
floods in this endless dread
diminishing
our only goals

This boat we sit in keeps going out to sea
without destination
without a place to be

I feel us slowly losing ground
sinking in this hole we've made
water entering the things we have
every impact of every wave

This boat we sit in keeps going out to sea
without destination
without a place to be

To see land now
to glance only a distance
takes hours of staying afloat
taking all of our persistence

This boat we sit in keeps going out to sea
without its destination
without a place to be

I just sit here in our sinking boat
slowly letting water
overpower
how long can we stay afloat?

Like the Best and Worst Days

like your best and worst days
im here nonetheless
knowing failure is a concept
and that perserverece is our greatest test.

Like your best and worst days
regardless which is chosen
know im here for the long road
and im here always.

like your best and worst days
i am here nonetheless
knowing failure is a concept
and that perserverece
will be our greatest test.

Just When You Thought I Couldnt Get Any Cuter

mhhm.....proved you wrong.







doesnt this gem of a pic just make you want to to and get a bowl-cut?

Our Grand Finish

if i were to tell you that this has no ending
would u be the linking bridge

if i were to explain this unconcluded thought to you
would it be comprehendible
or would u leave it here to singe

could you make these ends meet here
make them bond together for a grand finish
or will this wonder stay within
and in ashes surely diminsh?