write more poems

Have definitely done this lately!

smell the air
feel the breeze
this moment was
made for you and me

night creeps in
stars peek out
our spirits floated in
& out

shiny lights
bright colors rock !
our feelings matched those cool ass socks

dancing
spinning
music all around
im in the perfect world and the coolest town

your so nice
hes so cool

everyone is open
and ready to hear
You speak !

;]

My Open Uni course is wicked, i’ve already wrote a couple and i’ve got the makings and ideas for tons more. Enjoying learning and trying different forms. Its great. Not knocking it off the list yet tho. Want more done to classify it done.

.this love we have is more precious than gold
...this love we have is a love that cupid can only dream of.
..too bad the love we have only exist in my heart..

Some measure love by what it is given
and what is taken..love is something that you cannot
measure by material things..love is a goal in which
you do everything to accomplish and succeed
in….when that person you love loves you back then you
know you have accomplished that life long
goal….only then can love be measured not as things of
materialism but measured as a ultimate
accomplishment that only yourself can obtain..

I’ve got a couple of poems that i’m proud of and loads I want to write, although I keep staying clear of it. I need to find a better way of planning the poem out first otherwise I end up like a nutty professor, smoke whizzing out of my pen, as I rhyme after rhyme jumping from page to page in a panic, grasping significant thoughts before they flutter away and get lost in the abyss thats my mind and always always end up disappointed, like i’ve missed the prize. Perhaps I need to be in a state of, or place of calm. I’m not sure, perhaps its normal? Eitherway I start on a poetry course next week, perhaps that will help…... time will tell…

I love writing poems. Here’s one I wrote today.

Loud music pumps through me
It is part of my blood
Pulsing
I have to move
I cannot stay still
I wish I could
Fly
I’d flap my wings
In time to the music
I feel so happy
I have to smile
I watch my friends
Zoom past me
On the
Gee Whizzer
The bright fluro lights
Twirl and mix my vision
I watch people
They make funny faces
As they
Zoom
The music lifts me
Up into the dark sky
To join the stars
Watching
Sparkling
I can still feel the music
Pulsing
I dance
I am a comet
In the night sky
I watch my friends again
They go round and round
Like the Earth
They slowly stop spinning
And zooming
And whizzing
And the Earth stops spinning too
I fall
Down to the ground
But they catch me
They always do
We walk away
I feel like I’ve just
Won a race
My body’s still pulsing
But the music
Eventually
Stops swirling around my body
Like when you stop mixing
A glass of cordial
The stars whisper to me
Goodnight!
And I smile
And then I reply
Thank you
Very
Much.

Thinking of you now…

You put me in a zone,
Drive me in circles~
Got me dizzy as I want to be…
So turned on I get,
Damn boy, I admit,
You got me..
From deep, deep inside me
My mind captures
Every move, every action, every sound
Your voice speaks out
Sharing with me your thoughts
Instantly
I get this warm feeling within,
Yet so crazy,
I get chills~
Your expressions I see
Quick glances, now locked into them eyes
Suddenly submerged in “that look” your eyes give me
Given almost desperate ~ The want..
That makes my whole body pulse
Thobbing…

just the other day and she reminded me that we need to link up and hold each other accountable. I haven’t written any poems in months. But it feels like they are wanting to resurface again, and I think there’s a lot that wants “releasing.” Anyway, like they say, if you’re reading then you’re writing, and that may be the one thing missing as of late…

yesterday who was really inspiring. She writes, sings, and performs her writing. But I think the main thing is that she is writing—she carries her word/poetry book with her everywhere (like I used to), and so she writes. That’s what happens. It’s not enough to say I will write. I need to and want to get into the groove again. And I think I need to get over my fear of performing my art too. It’s time to wake up my muse!