Why Do I Write?
From the confines of a cubicle
I watch a roach crawling around
The peeling paint of a prison wall.
It seems I've been here
Since the construction of this
1920s model of Criminal Justice.
Each year passing.
If I were to discover the burgundy in your eyes, would that be the road to an unconditional influence of possibilities?
Should such chemistry ignite a world of wisdom, a life of knowledge or another volume of fire?
See, of course Eye am hungry…
Even know which ingredients...
Snow On The Rose
I’m a rose that grows
Through the cold of snow
Inside the veins that flow
In the depths of the Earth that’s low
Beneath the skins of our bodies will show
Our true natures glow...
By Rodney A. Warndahl
He lights a candle in the window
To guide his lady’s way home;
Had her stocking hung
Since Thanksgiving was done,
There for when she walks thru the door…
He wrapped her present after it first snowed,
Wrote “For you...
I committed a crime and caused great pain.
I’ll grow old in this with this darkness, it will never be the same,
Running from the memory of your name.
I promise I loved you, I didn’t mean to betray.
Give me liberty or give me death / When the only way up the ladder of success / Gotta contribute to this epidemic – mass imprisonment / Which is mostly Black and Brown / Where we keep this up we’re be extinct / Freedom of speech and equality / Yea, yea - well who the hell are you to judge...
“Advertising in it’s highest flight exerts itself and monetize it’s might”.
J’aime le gateau.
Paul Andrew Rouse
If no one can
see my tears do they
still count? if my heart
skips like kids often do,
does that mean I’m in
love? if my past
could speak, would it tell
my future, if fairy tales
were true, would love’s
kiss awaken me? if...
From your filthy dream
In your filthy bed
With your filthy arm around me
And your filthy seeds dead-dry between my thighs
Like every morning;
And found a tune
Fit to whirl a dervish to....
“Crazy thoughts…has anyone seriously tried to compose a song using a William Shakespearean sonnet – and not as a gaffe?”
Paul Andrew Rouse
When you don’t know what you should do or where to turn
If you are nervous, uptight and your stomach churns;
Take a step back and think things through
I am going to tell you what you should do.
See if the decision is born out of love or hate
Who will be here
Who will stay
How will I make it through today
Lie to me that's fool
Who will make me smile
I need love where could it be
I'm hungry with nothing to eat
Who will be my beauty to this beast
Keep positive thoughts...
I dream of a day of success, a day when poverty and struggle no longer exist in my life.
But it's just a dream some say! An unreachable goal! They say I dream to big!!!
These are the words of a dreamless fool with no destination.
So I laugh, and I hold...
My desperate pleas
I’m living in extremes
If nothing else at all
Will you clean me
Will you heal me
After the fall?
I’d ask for love
It leaves me
An example of crazy is continuing to be the same.
When the same has never prospered you being a fool is what you claim.
Quit hunting things that should not be. Enjoy life is what to do.
Turn in that dated uniform, and try on something new.
Negativity has no...
I am caught within a vortex of deep
emotion, simultaneously submerged in joy and pain...
Hope and despair, sensitivity and masculinity... I am
helplessly shattered, yet whole, doubtfully trusting the
throes of my senses... Inflated...
A lost boy in search of manhood
A system in place, making this find unlikely
Streets offered a look-a-like substance,
Until I found my heart as dark as my skin
Before I knew it
I didn’t know the difference between
Me and the streets
Lured into defeat by...
Time and time again
Senseless violence takes
A friend, brother, sister
Mother, father or child
All the while,
The world keep spinning around.
Another soul lost
Too many tears shed
Feelings of emptiness surround us
Another great human is...
The Fire in my Heart
Came from God above
It's such a wonderful blessing
to receive his holy love
He kindled a fire
that makes me whole
It started in my heart
burns deep in my soul
He picked up this poor sinner
He sent me on...
A Woman’s Beauty
Created from man she was,
the womb of life she is,
a blessing from the creator because,
she provides substance for this.
Reference the womb that bore you
she's the woman who creates life,
a life fashioned and if you only...
How’s a man supposed to feel when the police take his freedom.
Then he’s forced to watch as his woman slowly leaves him,
Her family and her friends telling her she doesn’t need him.
Leading to a phone call where she claims she’s lost all feeling,
Tears in his eyes as he...
I can’t lie, you’re one of a kind, I won’t find another one like you, to make all my dreams come true.
What else am I to do, but love you forever and a day, the way you make me feel, the things you say can’t be explained anyway.
Love’s complicated, emotionally evaluated, highly...
If these scars could talk,
What would my wounds say?
Would they speak of pain,
Endured along the way?
Of broken hearts left in my wake,
Of tears, prayers went up in vain?
If these cars could talk,
The monologue would be of sorrow!
This being human is a guest house
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness,
Some momentary awareness comes
As an unexpected visitor.
Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they are a crowd of sorrows,
A Friend of Mine
A friend of mind will freely spend time without feeling timed or like she’s doing time at any time
A friend of mine will stimulate my mind while allowing hers to mined
A friend of mine gives me her best and loves the best of me
A friend of mine...
Do not fear that I shall hurt your feelings, disappoint you or even break your heart. What I promise is nothing more than everything I am now and everything I will be with you. All I want is to make ready every wonder of your thoughts, cast ourselves into the whirl of endless possibilities in...
It is essential that we address this very important aspect of life, which is to live in the moment. All of us at one point in time or another have been tripped by past situations that have caused (by our negative self-encouragements) many years of incomfortability. This pernicious process has...
Passion For Art
It begins in the mind as a seed planted in soil,
Scenes that form from the colors of imagination,
Taking shape within the soul to boil,
Each object pieced together from fragmentation.
The picture is drawn out of shapes to lay a foundation,
“Today I touch base with a friend, hoping she can hear me”
Tomorrow I wait for the day I touchdown, and she meets the real me
True men do exist, yet they’re hard to find
Someone with the Heart of Gold, so real, so kind
Everyone has flaws and imperfections, no one...
If It Was Me
Police are killing innocent people at an alarming rate,
And none of its hearsay, everything is caught on tape.
Even with that overwhelming evidence, free, away they walk,
I pray for the mothers whose sons lie in chalk…
People like myself who...