Thursday, September 25, 2003

Economics Class

Bound to a chair
bolted to the ground
encased in a room
eyes on the front
sleep not allowed
words on a page
pencil hits paper
dreams wile awake
a hot summer day
a cool autmun breeze
the leaves restle
the grass is soft
the sun brings warmth
the wind brings comfort
time has no meaning
no one is rusehd
days begin, days end
love flows freely
the great lawn
with a great friend
at total peace
little kids laughing
cotton candy
shapes in the clouds
dog chasing ball
cat laying down
picnic with subs
pasta salad and wine
dizzy good time
dancing in circles
shouting out loud
guitar on a fountain
sweet melody
sheer extascy
nap beneath a tree
worries all gone
awake to the starts
so many stars
next to a fire
blazing hot whisps
on a white sandy beach
walk on the beach
walking on velvet
lay in the water
swells that rock
chase each other
under the glare of the moon
sleep on the sand
on mothers soft blanket
warm to the core
breakfast in bed
hot chocolate and whipped cream
fireplace crackles
roasted like never before
mind refreshed body happy
sunday morning comics
the rain slowly falls outside
open armed flowers, smile
no where to be
a run in the rain
warm soft rain
followed by a relaxing
warm bath
candles and bubbles
champagne for two
wake up again
was never asleep
back inside those encased walls
is freedom not freedom

Monday, September 08, 2003

Quietly

She sits in the silence
voices all around
eyes run abound
she wants to speak
but the eyes silence her
she speaks softly
and she disappears
then acknowledged
lost in the world created for her
she is singled out
hush dont say a word

hush now dont say a word
mama's gonna buy you a mocking bird
hush now
what's that sound
everyone knows what's going on

Guns

What if all guns were scolding hot and only those
born from the devil and scarred by
the just were evil enough to hld them
they would walk around with
wicked expressions of pain on their faes
souls on fire tortured by the
very thing that pulls on their hearts
the need to kill
the need to appease the devil

And these guns would be forever molded on their hands
people would sit on them and
dogs would pee on them
and what if the bullets would pass
right through whatever it touched
maybe then there would be jsutice in this world
maybe then.