Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Prize at the Finish Line

This fight is still beginning

The finish line is no where in sight

The starting gun has just gone off

And have only run so far

I have never quit before

Now is not the time for firsts

Only first place

You're elusive

One second here, the next moment gone

Not sure if the prize is even there

But from here the prize is worth the fight

I can't let go

Not until I know

If I can reach the goal

That I long to exist

Then you can see who I am

Til then I run

I chase, and I fight

Obstacles creating momentary drag

My thoughts, feelings and mind racing against me

Here is to the hope

The hope that there is still a prize at the end of the race

Monday, February 7, 2011

Racetrack Thoughts

Doin some quick thinking

My mind goin round a race track

Same thoughts coming over and over again

Not sure where the end will be

I just seem to find the same results

Never first but never last

Becoming someone that I wish I wasnt

Wishing I was someone else

Drawing upon other qualities tearing me apart

Having no idea where I should go

What I should say

I am talking to myself

In a conversation with two sides

Going against myself

And getting nowhere fast.

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Me

I am on person but I have different parts
I have the athleticism, the brains, the sensitivity and the laughter
Before you can understand me
You must know what makes me
Without even one of these bases
You don't have the full me
It's like having a bat without a ball
The bat is the bat
But what to do
When all the bases come together
You have the full 100% me

Different-Same

Different people
Different places
Different worlds
Different lives
Different choices
Different roads taken
In some way we are different
In some we are the same
We are all people
We all have worlds and lives
We all have choices to make
Roads to take
We can all be whatever we want to be
We may be different people
Different careers
We all must make life choices
Choose between the roads that come to us

End.

There I was staring into what I thought to be the end.
I had never noticed, but it had been there before.
I don't really know what it was, but I don't think I will ever know truly.
It was dark and I couldn't see.
The end to an earlier part of my life.
It was gone.
Gone forever

Life as I View it

Sparks of Life as numerous as the stars
The telescope I view through
Brings me closest to the the start
The beginning and the end
Fire burning from the spark
From dust we came and shall return
Life after death, like the phoenix doth burn
Fate left to the heart
letting nothing rip apart
Dreams as vast as the sky
leaving the past where it lies
Nothing holding you back
Grasping your future in a swift attack
Power of your heart being your guiding light
If something stops then put up a fight
Pen to paper, the ink showing your feelings
Listen to the music, sounds like bells are pealing
Cool air blowing through your hair
Clearing your head or aggravations
Your mind left guilty by association
Sometimes the thymes come easy, other times its tough
But writing calms the nerves, when the going gets touch
Burning through ink like a hummer on gas
taking advantage, letting no opportunity pass
Girls will come and go, and friends will chill and argue
Summers with the family, plans of barbecues
The poems make sense and sometimes they don't
But writing leaves your feelings on the outside like an overcoat
Picking friends carefully is a wise decision
Choosing those you can trust, thinking with strong precision
Important decisions in life require careful thinking
The most important may need some drinking
Life can be hectic but I try to keep cool headed
I try to remember in my life never to let myself be threatened
Staying on the up and up
Always looking at the cup
Never half empty but half full
Keeping my life entertaining never dull
The theater is my life
Backstabbing knife
Chopping veggies by day
Reciting lines by night
Chef whites by choice
Theater masks by fate
Gonna be actin til I reach the pearly gates
Girls are my weakness and I got no game
But in my eyes that aint no shame
I live for the lime light
Dream about the spotlight
Waiting for the big break
For one change I'm willing to take
To perform for the masses
See the world through rose colored glasses
No shades of gray
No shadows of the day
I believe my life is a musical
Full of ups and downs
But will end up with a happy ending
A crowd without a frown
Everyday has its own song
No lyrics written wrong
I'm a writer and an actor
Personality's a major factor
To how I will succeed
Now to figure how to proceed
Someday down the line
I'll finally have the time
To settle down with a beauty
To whom I'll give my love truly
Be where I belong
Always keeping strong
Having all my dreams come true
Becoming a bit delirious
Looking at things serious
As I've grown older I have changed
I created myself anew
Always being who I've been
Exactly who I knew

Setting The Stage of Life

The stage
The lights, the set, the curtain
Objects become people
Extensions of the actors body
The actor becoming part of the set
The curtain being the start of life
It opens as we begin the journey
Closes when we part the world
Throughout our lives
Actors we shall play
Performing who we are
We showcase comedies, tragedies
Dramas and romances
In each our lives
The lead it is we play
There are supporting roles
Coming and going from the stage
No character static
Each in their time shall change
Playing a variety of characters
The antagonist, protagonist
Hero and villain
The lover, the clown
The parent and child
Lights always shining on us
At times much brighter
And others seem dark
At the end of the show
Resolution of the plot
The lights fade out
The curtain closes
For one final applause
The standing ovation
The stage is blank
Ready for a new show to begin

Life Can Be A Real Bridge

Life is a bridge
Each path we take
Every lesson we learn
Is another board added
Our family is the base
Holding it all together
Some families are broken
Leaving parts of the rope frayed
Friends are the ties
Keeping us steady
And the boards in place
When we find a gap in our lives
That is a step no longer there
We find a fill for the gap
Keeping the bridge a whole
When at least out time has come
The bridge complete
Creating our way of crossing
Life is like a bridge
Creating who we are