Sunday, November 25, 2012

Dealing with the Feelings

Today I got a text
My student had moved on to the next

I don't know what to say
Much less what to feel

All emotion are mixed expressions
Like an ocean in commotions

Sadness is the beginning
Guilt is stinging

Now the last words I spoke with him
Wish I could change them

The haunting "What if...."
Hold a grip and me he rifts

The pain and anger not to G
The target will be me

Now the storm is beginning
My priority is to aid the ones crying

And pray that understanding
Is written in the ending

RIP - Joe
11/24/12


Wednesday, September 19, 2012

How great am I?

Watch "INSPIRATIONAL - HOW GREAT I AM" on YouTube
This is something each person should ask their own reflection and figure out how great you can be.

Thursday, September 13, 2012

Always, Times and Nothing

At times we see nothing
hear nothing
feel nothing

Allowing for waves to push and pull
Push us to feel without thinking
Pull us from the ones we loving
Push us to not think
Pull us to blink
Wondering what is here

At times we see nothing
hear nothing
feel nothing

We are lucky to stop and think
Stop the words that might hurt
Think what things are really worth
Stop emotions before we lose
Think "I'm a goose"
Need to always love what is here

At times we see nothing
hear nothing
feel nothing

Such a danger in which our mind enters and exits
Enters rooms of darkness and negativity
Exits with doubt and misery
Enters serenity
Exits a sense of being lonely
Always looking for the right path through here

At times we see nothing
hear nothing
feel nothing

Still we must remember the light and maybe
Light to show a speck of hope
Maybe we will find a life saving rope
Light the washes many things
Maybe allow us to feel like kings
Always enjoying what is here

Since maybe, just maybe we will see everything
hear everything
feel everything

-RC

Wednesday, September 12, 2012

Going Mobil

Now the poet has gone digital
Switching the penpal

For my cell phone Android
Such a leap from the days of Polaroid

Crafting words in bits and megabytes
Rather than with pens and paper plates

Monday, April 30, 2012

First of Many, my introduction

This blog is for receiving feedback about the poems or writings that I dare present to my cyber audience.  I'm not a trained writer, in contrast I am a very raw author who just takes a pen and paper to make something out of nothing but raw emotions.  Knowing this please be honest and if possible kind to a man that simply asks, "Don't Shoot the Poet!"