This blog was created for others who will hopefully glean something from the words I have written.Not much to say except I ran off from an orphanage when I was 13 years old.Hopped on a freight train and joined the circus.Have been wandering ever since.I am grateful to be alive and my only desire is to leave something here for others to gain from.If I can accomplish that then I have successfully reached my intended goal.All we have left in the end is our legacy.
Very few have ever seen me I hide by light of day Except in brief expanses Quite out of the way Birds fancy me as I do them Their songs are very sweet I listen to them as my thirst Is quenched Always ready to retreat My home is deep within the forest Hidden by the trees I'm over 300 years old And I hold the keys To the heart that wanders In search of lonely doves In wisps of wind you'll see me In all that nature loves
Down by the seashore With my best friend We sit in the sand by the waves He listens to my stories about the pirates Of all the dead mens graves Pirate ships used to sail Close by near the old lighthouse pier Shooting their cannons off Making noise and causing fear Now that my story is over We'll build a castle from sand I'll be a king-he'll be a knight In the middle of the castle we'll stand After that the waves will come To knock the castle down Then we shall listen to a seashell And bury dead fish with a frown Most of the time we bury them in pairs So none of them get lonely at night Marking their graves with popsicle sticks Til the waves knock them out of sight
I am the child of fallen angels Before my own time Within them are beasts Such is the same within me If not for that brief moment Wherein a spark of warmth Revealed itself Undiscovered would it remain Amongst my broken wings Yet the inner spirit survives Beasts fights against the spark Flames shall lick at them Broken wings of burnt glory Soaring would they be If not for my inferiority Being the cause of others Orphaned before my time With no outstretched hand This is the fate of many As we faint in malignant terror
My older brother won't play with me Life isn't that much fun anymore My dog just wants to sleep today My sister is such a bore Last week I got some crab apples While sitting in a tree Most of them I threw at other kids Especially at this girl named Marie I don't like her She always smiles when I go to school Then the other boys laugh at me So I dunk them in the pool Mom just told me not to run While I'm in the house So I'll just sit here in the hallway Quiet as a mouse Maybe Dad will play with me When he comes home from work Guess I'll go next door and see the cat Instead of my homework Last time I pulled the cat's tail hard But then he ran away I don't think he likes me much 'Cause he won't try to play Nobody likes me for some reason I just can't figure why I'm pretty nice most of the time Except when I make girls cry
As a child those who told me Stories of this land This lake of serentiy Has been a guiding hand Its waters touching every shore By every village edge Nourishing every flower and tree That grows upon it's ledge Roots run deep-roots run true I sit upon my steed A setting sun-this day is done It has filled the need Of those I love and who love me Flourishing in this land Soft shadows under velvet skies Upon this place so grand
Children come here on afternoons Wooden horses with sardonic faces Often mistaken for another emotion On the merry go round that embraces The calliope plays its mellow tune Birds in trees are catatonic Tranquilized from people's lies The laughter of children being mnemonic For dreams that have passed Unto hands clenched on rails From the fringes of the girth A memory which fails Mad horses on poles encircle Margins of this accepted folly Rain washes away the demons All that remains is the melancholy Of wooden horses with eyes affixed On no particular thing Catatonic birds look on Never fluttering a wing
Spying on children playing games Peeking through the spaces Of densely thickened bushes I can see their beaming faces It brings me joy to see them laugh As they jump and play Quietly through watchful eyes For the moment I can stay Nothing stirs in the forest Which means that all is well If the sound comes calling Of the golden bell Lickey split like the wind In the blink of an eye I'm gone If not for the bell that calls me home I would be watching from dusk to dawn In their eyes are such joy As I sit upon my stump Playing leapfrog with their friends They leap and play and jump
I really need a friend right now It seems I'm all alone You came and got me yesterday While I slept as others wept From the only place I've known I'm so lonely without my pals To keep me warm at night If you could let me sleep with you I know I'd be alright Let's be friends forever
Not to put you on a pedestal making you into somebody you are not, but if I called you both my feminine and masculine inspiration, would you understand that it is merely what you are. I might as well call you human as well as the most beautiful of women that you whom read this know "that is what you are" And if you are a man, know you have a woman's wonderful qualities within you.
And now away with this prose And now for the truth about women,
I imagine you sitting there Naked, or in your underwear, Or in your jeans or skirt Perhaps your hair is rumpled from a rough day at work You are feeling fat today, Feeling too thin. You want a man, your husband, boyfriend or friend You want a woman, your partner, your lover, your friend To listen to you more You want him to apologize - an honest apology That right now you might not feel beautiful, But that is for me to decide, For to me you are always beautiful, For no matter who you are, you are who you are And that is goddess And that is woman That you bleed, You hate, you love, you cry, you yell, you scream, you . . . Sometimes you bite your nails, fart, burp, hiccup Or slurp your soup Or don't wear what I fantasize about you wearing Or surprise me for being better than my fantasy Because believe it or not nothing beats the real thing And that real thing is you!
You are woman You are human Wanting someone to listen to you when you come home, when you throw down, To discuss philosophy, religion, or just watch the game with. You want someone to cook you breakfast or dinner once in a while You want someone to truly care, hoping your: Birthday, anniversary, or mother's day is not forgotten.
Sometimes you blow your nose, your breath stinks, Sweat a little much. Your body changes when you are pregnant Sometimes you lose the fat, Sometimes you don't and often the stretch marks let you down, But I wouldn't have you any other way for those marks, that extra fat Is a reminder to me of how precious you whom bear life from your womb truly are And I, but a mere man will never understand and so honor you for the sheer fact that it Was a woman that brought me into this world, That I am always in awe of you, for I will never experience that, That I will experience everything else but giving birth.
Sometimes you wear blue jeans, overalls, or a sexy dress, Wear a sports shirt, tennis shoes, pumps, sandals or six inch heel boots, That you are daughter, lover, sister, mother, whore That you smile, you plays games, Sometimes playing hard to get Or sometimes hard to want.
You are nurturer, comforter, warrior and a veteran Of a domestic violent war, That you are my teacher, the mirror of my own masculinity, You are my dream and I scream your name
You are beautiful but never truly realize it, Are sexy even when you are in your seventies Are incredible even though you may not be my type But that doesn't take away from your beauty, Doesn't take away from the fact I respect and honor you, That you will always be my friend whether you are 100 lbs or 410.
Women and men should not be separate That we were put on this earth to love and experience all emotions, but Damn you are so woman, so human and that is why you are the most beautiful of all, That every second I sleep, I dream you, I breathe you, And when I wake, it is my eyes that are constantly refocused into the reality of you
Please you who read this know how wonderful you are, Know how precious a treasure you are, That you might smoke, do drugs, drink a little too much, eat a lot of sugar, Eat meat or not eat meat, But you are so human, so very much a woman and so very beautiful Your gender is truly a gift I feel I've been given on this earth,
My friend awaits she knows my approach
I visit her twice a year without fail
No longer used as a harness bull
No longer able to valiantly pull
Her roving eye meets mine
Like a mother who examines her son
Each time I go might be my last
For her long life is just about done
We have known the way of the canvas
Together we have wrestled against the ropes
She sensed when it opened my brow
When It captured my inner most hopes
Stinging salt that festered my wound
I licked the blood mingled with the sweat
She looked on and knew my heart
For this I have no regret
Many times she has looked over me
Watching as I slept in peace
Now I look over her as she once did
Until her soul shall see release
There is no distance between us
The connection will always be
Even in death it will still remain
Between my old friend and me
