Holy Cow

Man, I have written a lot of poems and stories in the last year.  I have in finally put them all on this blog for all my blog readers to read.  They have been on Facebook for quite awhile, and I have decided to share them on blogger where more people have access to my words. 

I write about anything and everything.  Sometimes I'll just be hit with inspiration.  I hope to never develop severe writers' block.  I really enjoy writing and plan to continue doing it, regardless of whether people actually read this or not.

Everybody should write.  It cleanses your mind and soul!

Running Outside

I ran
when it was ten degrees
I felt the wind on my ears
And the layers of long sleeves.

The drivers stared
As my sneakers sloshed in the shoulder of snow
I struggled.
My pace was so slow.

Every morning
People warm up their cars
I warm up my body
By running super far

I consider running on treadmills
But I'm no rat on a wheel
I need the outdoors
The air I can feel!

Icicle eyelashes
Soaked with cold sweat
I examine my ankles
No frostbite on me yet

I hop in the shower.
My day has just begun
It was bitter cold
But I completed my daily run.

Women in the Kitchen

There was this woman in the kitchen, and she was waiting for her husband to get home.
 Hungry, depleted of energy, he appeared at the door.
“Is dinner ready?” he asked?
She smiled slyly and added one last bit of spice.
“Oh yes, she replied this dinner will be quite nice.”
Her husband tucked his napkin into his shirt, pulled his chair toward the table
Turned on the TV and began watching his favorite show on cable
In her yellow apron, she quickly brought him his plate
It was a plate full of vegetables, the man grimaced in distaste
“Eat your vegetables first,” the woman said with a chuckle
The man gave her a dirty look, and cracked his man-sized knuckles
The woman had become a vegetarian on a whim
She thought it’d make her seem young and very thin
All she served were vegetables, no pasta or rice
In his head, her husband thought, “I’d rather be eating ice.”
Her husband ate four plates of vegetables, but he still felt famished
He yearned for the meat that had long ago vanished.
Suddenly, abruptly, angrily, the man stood from his chair
He grabbed bits and chunks of his own hair
“You’re done in the kitchen!” the man began to shake.
“I need me some steak, this is all I can take!”
The woman stood still, as he ranted and yelled
Free from the kitchen, yes she felt swell
As her husband retreated to his den, the woman picked up the phone
“A pizza with sausage, yes delivered to my home.”
She paid in cash, and savored each piece outside
Such a victory, and a successful little lie.

Look Both Ways

Look both ways
Before you cross the street
Tie up your shoes
So you don’t trip over your feet
Be careful with scissors
You might cut yourself
Never talk to strangers
Always ask for help

Eat all your vegetables
So you get big and strong
Go to bed early
Or you’ll be tired all day long
No walking round the block
Unless you ask permission
You can’t watch those big kid shows
On the television

No running in the hallways
Only single file

Now sit down in that chair
You’ll be there for awhile
Always raise your hand
When you need to ask
Don’t interrupt an adult
In the middle of a task

Give me a kiss goodnight
A wave when you get on the bus
A call when you get there
I’m sorry I make such a fuss
It’s only because I love you
It’s only because I care
Because if I lost you in a moment
I’d tell you it isn’t fair

I’ll recall your laughter
How you lit up with the sun
You could bring people together
And you always had such fun
You would make believe
Run and play
And I never thought
I could ever feel this way

Unprecedented events
How do we cope?
I asked a man
And he gave me some hope

Do guns kill people?
Do people kill people?
Do guns kill people?
Do people kill people?

I asked him this
And then I thought it through
There was no way in hell
I’d ever know the truth

Follow the golden rule
Love each other
Hug your sister, your brother
Your father, and mother

Say you’re sorry
When you get pretty mad
Don’t be afraid to tell others
Why you feel so sad

Learn from mistakes
Believe that you can
Gain some trust
Say ‘I’m proud of who I am’

I don’t know many answers
Because life’s a chance of fate
But I reflect on loss
In times of fragile states

I hear their footsteps down the hallway
A muffled giggle as they pass
And I think to myself
They must be at peace at last.

My Declaration

We hold these truths self evident,
But I don’t know the truth.
Well who are you,
Telling me what freedom is?
You don’t know where I’ve come from
The tides, the waves I’ve traveled through
I deserve rights.
The pursuit of happiness,
Define that for me please
Take a survey of America
Count the smiles of the passersby on the street
I suppose I should thank you
For taking my hard earned money
Because wars aren’t here
But over there
My struggles aren’t their struggles
I live with rights
I sleep most nights
But it doesn’t mean I don’t ever fight
Writing these words
My Freedom
All mine.

Pie

I'm waiting for pie
I'm impatient
But I'm waiting

I'm pacing
But I'm waiting

I'm losing my mind!
But I am still waiting

I stare at the oven
Please pie won't you crisp!

Oh those pumpkiny insides
Man, I have missed

This is worse than waiting in a line for a rollercoaster
Worse than waiting for a bathroom at a race
Much worse than waiting at a left turn light

Ah! I cannot wait!

Perhaps I should have eaten more turkey and stuffing
But I always save room for the best

If I don't eat some pumpkin pie
I won't be able to rest!

Alas! Is that the timer?
Yes, my pie is done!

All mine
In my stomach
A challenge
It can definitely be won

Rats!
It has to cool down
I can't believe I just said rats

I don't know who I'm becoming
Because I want this pie so bad

A side of coffee
And vanilla ice cream
My mouth is starting to drool

I'm salivating like a basset hound
I'll turn on a fan to make this pie cool!

Now I can slice my pie
I guess I'll share it with some people I know
But I stare at them like their predators
And take such a piece they say "Whoa!"

Pumpkin and vanilla together
Man, I think I've reached heaven
I can't eat just one slice
Yes, I have to have seven!

I savor each taste
Until I have none left
I have concluded
Pumpkin pie is the best

I waited for pie
I ate pie
Now I'm satisfied

I'm thankful for pie.

Fortunatacies

Today
I was thinking
About all of my
Fortunatacies.

A conglomeration
Of good happenings

Getting Coffee for free
Receiving an A in class
Impulse buying goods
But loving them anyway

Running as if you're invincible
Hanging out with friends
Biking new places
Getting back a shirt you lent

Seemingly fortunatacies
Can be almost anything

Did you do anything exciting today?
Have you helped out a friend?
Discover somewhere new?
Book a trip to Japan?

Ah the fortunatacies
So many that may come to be
I don't need no crystal ball
For the good future to come to me

Unfortunatacies do happen
Unfortunate from the source
But after an unfortunate, a fortunate comes of course.

I savor fortunatacies
Enabling me to handle,
the reciprocity of good and bad

You can't count fortunatacies on one hand
They continue to accumulate
They allow you to be who you want to be
Fortunately for me, Fortunately I am me.