My Words, My Way

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I refuse to follow the rules
of most writers. I must
express my words, my way
because I don’t believe
in dramatic detail
complicated words
and forced meaning;
it takes away
heart.

Words without heart
are like t’s
without crosses
and i’s
without dots.

As my words
line up here

line
after
line
l e t t e r after l e t t e r

take them for what they are,
don’t over look them
for everything they are not
and don’t force them
to be
something they don’t want to.

Buried Alive

This poem is dedicated to all the obsessed zombie lovers out there.

Go ahead,
judge me act like
I never existed.

All I wanted to do
was fit in,
but now I am.

I’m the leader of my horde.
Trust me, it’s better
in the after-life.
We are alone here,
but we are alone; together.

Let me bite you
sink my teeth into your skin.
Let me drain the blood
in your veins and
quench my hunger.

For when I’m finished,
don’t resist
the transformation,
embrace it.

Think of it as new life
and another opportunity
to walk among the living

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On Thin Ice

I decided to “remix” one of my older poems and turn it into something new. Here is the link to my old poem On the Edge… check out my 2.0 version below!



They just don’t know,
what it’s like
standing on edge,
fighting for survival
living each day
without no one reason to go on

it’s easy being human,
for they own the word,
as they say.
But me, I’m just an enemy, hiding in mountains of snow,
fighting each day just to see tomorrow’s sunrise.

On this block of ice
is where I get away.
The excitement, and danger of
peering into the unknown
and venturing off on my own
gives me a rush, one I often desire.
Hunters won’t find me here
neither will my cubs,
and it’s what I need. Sometime I wish that I
could float down a stream, get washed up on an island
and never come back.

Please get me away
from the snow,
and into the sun.
I want to be on my own,
and feel what it’s feel like
to be to be warm:
on both the inside and out

All That I Can Do

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I wrote these words
only for you
so do with them
as you wish.

Take them for the literal
or the figurative
it doesn’t matter to me
as long as you promise
to read them
and know
they were written
only for you.

Crumple them up,
throw them out
and burn them in flames when you’re finished

but as long as they were read
and not wasted
I know
I’ve done
all that I can do

Alone in the Woods

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See these fingers,
see these hands
they’re like yours,
waiting to be held
warmed to the touch.

Give me a smile,
give me a wave
not just a flash.

I’ll be your travel guide
follow my foot steps
down to the riverside
we’ll lay

watch the sky turn orange
count the constellations,
debate
if we’ll ever get that far

trade me your freedom and
I’ll give you mine

No Traffic on Rt. 17

We take it for granted,
the ability to see and be seen;
ninety miles per hour on the highway
would be accompanied by red and blue lights

But not tonight.

It’s an orange-white street light
over your shoulder
masking the faint-taste of alcohol
on your tongue and
not judging you for what you have become,
but there to show you what you could be.

So look past the orange-white light
and to the skyline
as it gets all of the attention.

When the city falls asleep,
remember who it is
guiding you home past midnight

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My First Attempt at Drawing – Yoshi

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Here is my drawing of Mario’s sidekick Yoshi, he is a dinosaur found in the famous Mario video games.  I found a drawing of him online and was inspired to try to draw it myself. I decided that I would give drawing shot, I always want to try so why not?! I’m always up for trying something new and for a guy who is not much of an artist, I think it turned out well!