Poetry is life distilled

Go to my new blog!!!

2011-11-12T21:44:00.000-08:00

Just checking back to make sure anyone who reads this (the whole 3 of you) made your way over to my new blog platform. Make sure you visit there, since I will no longer be updating this.

katesmuse.tumblr.com

I am Moving

2011-10-24T18:35:00.000-07:00

On the internet that is. While I love blogger, and have a couple years invested here, I think Tumblr is a better platform for me. It is simpler and easier to navigate and such. So visit here....

katesmuse.tumblr.com

Today is a day, just like any other day

2011-10-16T15:39:00.001-07:00

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i sit, i think,
i stress, i crumble,
i know i must be strong.

i wonder, i know,
i am a warrior.

we cry, we hide,
we all do it,
all the time.

i stand, i walk,
i breathe, i am,
i am the heart,
beating just for you.

-Kate Elizabeth

Maybe moving to Tumblr

2011-10-06T14:05:00.000-07:00

Enchated- In Free Verse

I stand in the cool summer's rain,
As it thunders down upon me,
As it slows and gently stops-
I close my eyes and breathe

The fresh scent of the cleansed earth
is like a dream.
The street feels warm on my feet-
But the air is cool in its essence.

I sip my wine slowly,
feeling it flow all through me.
and lie down to feel the soft embrace,
of another, I turn and return that embrace.

We dance slowly still,
to sounds of beauty in the evening haze,
Swaying closely to our tune,
in one keeping time,
Softly singing, I'll still be there.

We are fleeting,
as fast as the hummingbird flies.

In later times passing,
in splendid seclusion I write.
Of love, of beauty,
of joy on the trail before us.

I lie awake until your sun sets
deep into my darkest night,
Until those stars begin to peer out,
Bringing me hope of a distant tomorrow.

Life is a Busy Bee

2011-10-05T21:48:00.000-07:00

I wrote seven new poems today! That's pretty good for me, since I have been so busy I have only been doing a few a week lately. I have been working on typing them into a word document rather than posting them on here first. I will post a few new ones tomorrow.

"I've been beaten down, I've been kicked around,

But he takes it all for me.
And I lost my faith, in my darkest days,
But he makes me want to believe.

They call him love
He is love, and he is all I need.

He's all I need.

And when that world slows down, dear.
And when those stars burn out, here.
Oh he'll be here, yes he'll be here,
They call him love."

I'd like comments/feedback

2011-09-18T22:47:00.001-07:00

As a quick note, whether three people read this blog or none at all, comments are always appreciated!!!!!!

What I Wrote

2011-09-18T22:30:00.001-07:00

For the NPR This I Believe Competition in school.

Always Dance at the Wedding

I always dance at the wedding, do you? You should; I believe that.

Weddings are an occasion of joy and celebration, of life and of love. And so the procession goes on; the reception follows the ceremony, the dancing follows the dinner. The dancing, that is where the real celebration both begins and ends. It's all about the dancing. I always dance at the wedding.

Last week when I had the oppurtunity to join in celebrating a family member's marriage, I was thrilled. I had heard the band was to be exceptional, with my cousin on steel guitar! After the triage of ceremony, pictures, dinner; the band began to play. A few people trickled onto the dance floor, slowly but surely. They mingled here and there and visisted the bar a few times. After a fair amount of time, the floor was packed and everyone seemed to be having a good time. But boy, dancing gets me tired, so I had to take a break. As I stepped off the dance floor, i took a look around and saw a few folks sitting down, looking lonely, bored, as if they were having the worst time of their lives. It was hard for me to immediately relate to them, because I was having a great time, and why not? After all we were celebrating, the beginning of a new life. They looked to me like Ebeneezer Scrooge on Christmas and here we were supposed to be celebrating the love and commitment of two souls, a joyous occasion. Well Bah, Humbug.

My first thoughts about those with the gloomy 'bah humbug' attitude were; maybe they're too cool, too insecure, or maybe they just have no one to dance with. However, there are many thinks in life we cross that we may think we are too cool for, too insecure to try, and that we may have to go alone on, but that hardly seems to be a reason not to dance in celebration. Dancing to me is an embrace of the goodness in life, and a real expression of all things; the good, the bad, the pain, the bliss, our everyday joyous occasions, everything. Those that choose to sit this dance out, those looking bored, those that don't seem to have a reason to celebrate, miss out on this effortless expression of fun in life. At the end of the day, no one is too cool to dance. So I pulled them up and started the electric slide.

And it seems we all run into a Scrooge here and there in life that can't see the joy in the uninhibited dance of life and in fun; those that may even try to take it from us. However I always hold fast to what I believe, no matter who wants to ruin 'Christmas,' or my dance. I believe in dancing like no one else is watching. In dancing at the wedding, dancing in life, dancing for joy, dancing for fun, dancing because we can, if only for one song. Simple and real. This I Believe.

Into the Light

2011-09-16T22:04:00.000-07:00

I want to write a book one day, a novel, maybe a memior, maybe a fictional book based on reality, but right now my heart is in poetry. I have been working slowly on a second collection, being so busy in life keeps me from putting it together as much as I would like, but I am working on it. I decided the title will be 'Into the Light.' Sort of an homage to healing and the beauty in life I have rediscovered on my journey. Here is a little sneak peek, just the intro...

As Voltaire says, 'poetry is the music of the soul.' This second piece of music from my soul is about more then healing, it is about surviving above all other things. As the good book says, “I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race…” But the end of the race is not the end of life, it is just a portion of it, just the end of a portion of a life shattered, and now I have finished the race. I have poetically survived, and what I wish to share is hope, love, belief, and freedom from the chains that once burdened me. Poetry is about inspiring and giving hope and presenting emotion clear and true. This is the poetry I have written as a hello to my new life, a life to live, to find joy in every moment and to share with the people that have helped me finish the race. This is the poetry I have written for you and all the ones still struggling to fight the good fight. Your Race Can Be Won.

This is Better

2011-09-14T17:25:00.000-07:00

I know I promised more poems, that will be tomorrow. For now this is better.

I promise to post new stuff soon

2011-08-31T16:42:00.001-07:00

I have had these newer poems in my notebook for awhile, and will get to posting them over the weekend when I have some time off.

Oops

2011-08-18T16:50:00.000-07:00

I just realized this hasn't been updated in a long time. We have been so busy lately! but after the move Sunday I will be sure to get back on here and bring poetry back to my 4 fans. love you!

thank god for sweltering days of oklahoma summer...

2011-07-10T09:22:00.001-07:00

and red dirt music

and a cowboy at home.

Probably best song ever,

2011-07-02T11:45:00.000-07:00

New Poems Here!!!

2011-06-29T13:34:00.001-07:00

i will keeping posting here while I'm working on the new website.

Side note, I LOVE MY #1 FANS... aka mom and dad and bridget and eileen. and <3 the rest of the fans, my family lol. and i'll give a shout out to my new potential fan jill. woot woot!

Also if you ever need a quick smile, visit LOLCats.com, seriously people.

I'll Share the Weight With You

Together we can make it
through to another day.
We'll never be on our own,
together the pieces of us
will always be whole.

I'll always be close by
to pull you up when you

are falling apart;
to help you along
when you just can't start.

Trusting in you is the best thing

that I can ever do.

If I have to crawl,
we'll crawl together and
we'll see it all through-
I'll always carry you through,
the way you carry me too.

If I ever believed in angels,
I will tell you I believe it in you.
When we've lost everything
and we've been left behind,
I'll be standing there,
right next to you.

It Won't Hurt

life doesn't hurt so badly,

if you don't let it.

if you look at it so sadly,

it will reach out and drown you

ever so slowly.

But it just doesn't have to be,

Life can serve you well

and ever so gladly.

Always Look For It

Search the world for

the perfect words.

The words to light the world

and let the beauty come

into your life, and give it

freely to all the lives around you.

Lost without words we are after all.

What a feeling to find

the beauty of the soul,

like the radiant sunshine

and words that light

fires in our hearts.

Speak to one another

with sweet words that grab hearts,

and settle the madness outside.

Speak slowly and light up

all the darkest nights

that you can see inside.

Copyrighted by: Kate Elizabeth.

News

2011-06-17T11:56:00.000-07:00

New Website Under Construction...Stay Tuned for More Info

Update on Moi

2011-05-23T07:40:00.000-07:00

It is summer time and I have more time so i am working on a lot of new stuff, will be putting out soon. I've been sending some poems into poetry contests and working on other things. Thanks all my faithful fans, which include my parents and my sister lol. Love You!

2011-05-07T07:42:00.000-07:00

Been there one time. Been there two times. Never going back again.
Lovvin on some Fleetwood Mac

Only Human

Only God can know
why the tides go as they go,
and which way the winds shall blow.

Only we can know,
nothing of what we know so well.

We can swear and be exact
on so many many facts.

Yet at days end over again
we can only be swept away.

Only one thing can be true,
and for that we will look back
and wonder how we were so sure,
we knew.

copyright: kate elizabeth

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Le Sigh

2011-05-06T17:15:00.000-07:00

Been Awhile I Know

2011-04-25T14:59:00.000-07:00

Just been busy, trying to keep on with writing as much as possible just haven't had much time, also have a serious case of writers block! But posting something new, so here one is. Thanks for reading, all 3 of you.

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Search the world
for the perfect words.
The words that light the world,
that feed us life,
and let beauty come into our lives.

What a feeling to find,
the beauty of words
formed from the soul,
Like the rain pouring down.

Search the world,
and find the words,
to speak to one another
in the quiet places
where harmony and love
abound.

Loving Spring!

2011-04-06T13:35:00.000-07:00

Where the Forever Is

Don't you want to stay right here,
right where we are
for the rest of life?

Don't you love the simple pace,
of the life we've grown?

Yes. I do.
Let's never let these moments go.

Don't you want to stay just this way,
forever, holding on tight?

Slow, simple, here where we are now.

A Heart That Beats.

2011-03-14T19:13:00.001-07:00

Hi, finally I know

2011-03-10T07:34:00.001-08:00

Building the City of the Heart

The heart is at rest,
finding a place in the world,
any pain in the past
becomes a ever fleeting memory.

The heart is at rest,
finding the person that used to be,
a person so dear, at last-
the person you were born to be.

I can lie back at last,
remember the things i had forgotten,
open the doors,
and forever be free.

I can sit and think,
without thinking at all.
We can sit and laugh at the memory.

Don't be a Drag, just be a Queen

2011-03-07T20:00:00.000-08:00

Hi

2011-03-03T18:45:00.000-08:00

Sorry i haven't posted in awhile, will post somethign new over the weekend, hope everyone's enjoying the beginning of spring saw my first robins the other day, and getting warm again!!!

http://www.facebook.com/home.php#!/profile.php?id=100001591291576

this is me.

Happy Valentine’s Day!!!!

2011-02-14T08:07:00.001-08:00

I love you everybody, hope you have a magical valentine’s day!

(I know a love that, will never grow old) <3 :-) you’re my valentine everyday!

cold winds blow

2011-01-12T13:35:00.001-08:00

Albeit a fictional character Lisbeth Salander is my Hero!

2011-01-11T14:41:00.000-08:00

Stand in line, You're a Statistic

I am 1 in 3.
I have been down deep,
as far as 1 in 3,
and I imagine 1 in 2 overseas.

1 in 3,
that's your mother,
you brother or your sister,
your uncle or your aunt,
you see us as nameless,
faceless numbers,
a statistic,
the 1 in 3.

We are not,
we are a voice,
a voice so loud it deafens
all the sounds around us,
a voice that says,
1 in 3 have made it through.

We rise again and again,
just a little stronger each day
than all the rest,
because we are the 1 in 3,
and although 1 in 3 is a number,
the numbers have something to say.

Update

2011-01-09T19:57:00.000-08:00

Promise I'll be posting something new in the next few days, been busy writing away just have to get it typed up, until then C'set La Vie my friends!

Working on new stuff.

2011-01-05T10:10:00.001-08:00

Poetry, she thought, wasn't written to be analyzed; it was meant to inspire without reason, to touch without understanding.

You just Walked in The Door, that's All you Had to Do.

2011-01-04T12:20:00.000-08:00

Happiness hit her like a train on a track
Coming towards her stuck still no turning back
She hid around corners and she hid under beds
She killed it with kisses and from it she fled
With every bubble she sank with a drink
And washed it away down the kitchen sink.

The dog days are over
The dog days are done
The horses are comin' so you better run

Run fast for your mother; run fast for your father
Run for your children all your sisters and brothers
Leave all your love and your longing behind.
You can't carry it with you if you want to survive

The dog days are over
The dog days are done
Can you hear the horses
Cause here they come

Happiness hit her like a bullet in the back
Struck from a great height

Merry Christmas

2010-12-24T10:11:00.000-08:00

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year everyone. I love you.

I'll be back after the holidays.

Poems, maybe i should write something else already

2010-12-16T16:24:00.000-08:00

The Mysteries

There are myths and mysteries that circle around me,
and the secret is how fun it can be;
For everyone to stand around trying to figure,
that esoteric you they will never see.

Gypsies and Thieves

Moving around,
place to place,
but dancing all along the way.

She was a beauty,
the people just couldn't drawl;

Up and down the country,
she ran,
moving like the wind,
giving love
and holding out that old
tin can.

In your world, you shall know me by another name...

2010-12-16T16:23:00.000-08:00

Life Shouldn't Hurt so Badly

2010-12-13T17:29:00.000-08:00

Best Friends Never End

Your day is not so good,
you're sick and down again,
you're up and down all night,
maybe your whole life seems like a fight,
but i call just to say best friends never end.

My heart breaks for you,
everyday you hurt, I hurt too:
Every cough and every sneeze, every aching knee,
I can feel from far away and
I pray for you another day.

Pain and struggle takes the best of friends,
never seeming to let good hearts rest.
Your day is not so good at best,
but I hope you will always know,
I am here on your side-
cheering, praying, and hoping for all that to end;

Because you are truly my best friend.

By Kate Elizabeth

-i love you :-)

'I wish for peace with electric silence
To keep our hearts beating on our minds
And we will see that we're all connected
When we awake to the tunnel's light''

I know but...

2010-12-13T17:27:00.001-08:00

Creep

Daniel Alexander Dolphin...

2010-12-13T07:33:00.000-08:00

TO THE DREAM WITHIN US ALL

There comes a time in life
when there is nothing else to do
but to go your own way.
A time to follow your dreams.
A time to raise the sails of your own beliefs.

Never forget: When you’re just about to give up,
when you feel that life has been too hard on you, remember who you are.
Remember your dream.

Most of us are not prepared to overcome
our failures, and because of this we are not able to fulfill our gifts.
It is easy to stand for something that does not carry a risk.

Discovering new worlds will not only bring you happiness and wisdom,
but also sadness and fear.
How could you value happiness without knowing what sadness is?
How could you achieve wisdom without facing your own fears?
In the end, the great challenge in life is to overcome
the limits within yourself, pushing them to places you would never
have dreamed they could go.

Perhaps dreams are made of lots of hard work.
Perhaps if we try to cut corners, we lose track of
the reason we started dreaming, and at the end we find that
the dream no longer belongs to us.
Perhaps if we just follow the wisdom from our heart, then time
will make sure we get to our destiny.

Falling into the deepest desperation
gives you the chance to find your true nature.
Just as dreams come alive when you least expect them to,
so will the answers to questions you cannot unfold.
Let your instinct build a trail of wisdom,
and let your fears be diminished by hope.

Some things will always be stronger than time and distance.
Deeper than languages and ways.
Like following your dreams, and learning to be yourself.
Sharing with others the magic you have found.

There are some things you cannot see with your eyes.
You have to see them with your heart, and that’s the hard part of it.
For instance, if you find the spirit of the youngster inside of you,
with your memories and his dreams, you two will walk together,
trying to find a way through this adventure called life.
Always trying to make the best of it.
And your heart will never become tired or old.

Follow your dreams. Listen to your heart.
Whatever others might tell you, never forget that you only live once
and that your dreams, big or small, are the greatest treasures that will
guide your life to a unique and wonderful destiny.
Don’t let your fears stand in the way of your dreams.

More poems, are they boring you?

2010-12-09T14:35:00.000-08:00

You Again?

I needed you then
and you were too busy
You want me now
but I won't give in.

Then you demand,
taunt and remand.

I being to withdraw;
I creep and crawl
until I feel new.

There's no going back,
and there's no going forward;
because there's no understanding,
and we’re just too misty.

Writing on the Road

All we are,
is nothing real,
each thing you see,
is not revealed.

All we know,
is nothing sure,
when the blinds come up,
you'll know what you're living for.

But now we don't see,
that all this is pretend;
and we're going too fast
to really see the end.

You're my firework

2010-12-06T14:55:00.000-08:00

"Do you ever feel like a plastic bag,
drifting through the wind
wanting to start again?
Do you ever feel, feel so paper thin
like a house of cards,
one blow from caving in?

Do you ever feel already buried deep?
6 feet under screams but no one seems to hear a thing
Do you know that there's still a chance for you
'Cause there's a spark in you

You just gotta ignite, the light, and let it shine
Just own the night like the 4th of July

'Cause baby you're a firework
Come on, show 'em what you're worth
Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh"
As you shoot across the sky

Baby, you're a firework
Come on, let your colors burst
Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh"
You're gonna leave 'em falling

You don't have to feel like a waste of space
You're original, cannot be replaced
If you only knew what the future holds
After a hurricane comes a rainbow

Maybe your reason why all the doors are closed
So you could open one that leads you to the perfect road
Like a lightning bolt, your heart will glow
And when it's time, you'll know

You just gotta ignite, the light, and let it shine
Just own the night like the 4th of July

'Cause baby you're a firework
Come on, show 'em what you're worth
Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh"
As you shoot across the sky

Baby, you're a firework
Come on, let your colors burst
Make 'em go "Oh, Oh, Oh"
You're gonna leave 'em falling

Boom, boom, boom
Even brighter than the moon
It's always been inside of you
And now it's time to let it through

'Cause baby you're a firework
Come on, show 'em what you're worth
Make 'em go "Oh, Oh, Oh"
As you shoot across the sky"

Love MCR

2010-12-05T14:23:00.000-08:00

Poem Again sorry that's all i got

2010-12-03T15:10:00.000-08:00

I can't explain it to you

Have you ever seen pink clouds,
the sun beaming off the sky just right?
It's not really something to explain,
just a wondrous piece of sight.

Have you ever seen the white sky tops,
a field of cotton snow floating by?
It's not really something to explain,
just something that can make you untie.

Have you ever seen the sun rise from above,
the bright light of hope rising slow?
It's not really something to explain;
it's just a light that lets us glow.

Have you seen all that's been created?
Each and every thing a beautiful masterpiece.
It's not really something to explain,
you just have to open your eyes and believe.

Love This

2010-12-01T09:32:00.000-08:00

#LoveisLouder!

Look at 1:42 in the video

Happy Thanksgiving

2010-11-25T08:02:00.000-08:00

I am thankful for,
my whole lovely family including my bff sister
love,
david,
being alive,
happiness,
surviving,
God,
music,
the clothes on my back,
the roof over my head,
and the food in my stomach.

'Hey now, don't dream its over!'

New poem (You haven't seen the last of me!)

2010-11-24T14:12:00.000-08:00

This I Remember

I love how far i've come,,
from and you back there,
from the darkness you brought me,
a darkness that told me I was done.

Yet I fear how far yet I must go,
to get back to the beginning again;
Someone told me yesterday,
you'll spend your whole life reaching,
maybe at the end of you, you will see.

Now I'm in the middle of the two,
and i'm who i've got to be,
and i'm who i was meant to be.
It's the bulletproof self that you created.

We go walking, wandering towards a goal,
to reach up and touch those skies of blue,
just for a moment-
and realize we are standing where we're supposed to be.

Cher Rocks Always

2010-11-24T14:03:00.000-08:00

Feeling broken
Barely holding on
But just there's something so strong
Somewhere inside me.
And I am down, but I'll get up again.
Don't count me out just yet

I've been brought down to my knees
And I've been pushed right past the point of breaking,
But I can take it.
I'll be back -
Back on my feet
This is far from over
You haven't seen the last of me.
You haven't seen the last of me.

They can
Say that
I won't stay around
I gonna stand my ground
You're not gonna stop me.
You don't know me ,you don't know who I am.
Don't count me out so fast

I've been brought down to my knees
And I've been pushed right past the point of breaking,
But I can take it.
I'll be back -
Back on my feet
This is far from over
You haven't seen the last of me.

There will be no better
This is not the end
I'm better now
And I'll be standing on top again.
Times are hard but
I was built tough.
I'm gonna show you all what I'm made of.

I AM FAR FROM OVER

You haven't seen the last of me.

I'm going nowhere
I'm staying right here
No you won't see my fear
I'm not kidding around
Can't stop me.

You haven't seen the last of me.

I have nothing of substance for you at this time...

2010-11-21T15:22:00.003-08:00

So watch a useless cute kitty video instead

Oh boy Too Good

2010-11-18T20:05:00.000-08:00

'I found it hard to believe
Someone like you cared for me
You put this love in my heart

I tried but could not refuse
You gave me no time to choose
You put this love in my heart

I want to know where the bad feelings go
When I'm depressed and I get down so low
And then I see you coming to me and it's alright

I want to tell you right now
I'm not afraid to say how
You put this love in my heart

There are sometimes when I doubt
But you always find me out
You put this love in my heart

Cause when I see all that you've done for me
It's hard to doubt, I just have to believe
Cause you followed and proved it all of your life

Well I know
the loneliness I had before
Is gone now
I'll never feel it anymore

Cause your love has released me
From all that's in my past
And I know I can believe you
When you say I'll never be forsaken
Your love is gonna last

There's so much more I should say
If I could just find a way
You put this love in my heart

Is all this real or a dream
I feel so good I could scream
You put this love in my heart

I want to know where the bad feelings go
When I'm depressed and I get down so low
And then I see you coming to me and it's alright

You put this love in my heart'

finally

2010-11-18T07:29:00.000-08:00

“Look Alive Sunshine
109 in the sky but the pigs wont quit
You’re here with me
Dr. DeathDefying
I’ll be you surgeon, your proctor, your helicopter
Pumpin up the slaughtermatic sounds to keep you live
A system failure for the masses
Anti-matter for the master plan
Louder than god’s revolver and twice as shiny
This ones for all you rock and rollers
All you crash queens and motivators”

“LISTEN UP!
THE FUTURE IS BULLETPROOF!
THE AFTERMATH IS SECONDARY!
It’s time to do it now and do it loud
KILLJOYS, MAKE SOME NOISE!”

"art is the weapon against life as a symptom defend yourself the aftermath is secondary"

-mcr

2010-11-15T04:59:00.003-08:00

Here is a trustworthy saying:
If we died with him,
we will also live with him;
if we endure,
we will also reign with him.
If we disown him,
he will also disown us;
if we are faithless,
he remains faithful,
for he cannot disown himself.

Hello

2010-11-13T07:41:00.000-08:00

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I lie awake in lilacs,
swimming around me, freely.
I lie awake in this fragrance,
bathing in the strength that cleans me.

I lie awake all the days long,
dreaming of the truth that i'm seeking.
I lie awake here in my own song,
walking with the lilacs freely.

through the trees

2010-11-07T12:54:00.000-08:00

A Beautiful Feeling

I was.
We were.
I could be.
You should have.

No.

I Am.
We are.
You have.

It is a beautiful feeling.

Poems poems poems

2010-11-06T09:49:00.000-07:00

Awake

Love is our awakening;
It lets us feel real,
It lets us pretend we know.

Hate is our destruction;
It lets us believe we are something bigger,
It deceives us all in time.

Belief and hope are our stronghold;
They let us live another day,
They could never lie to us in any way.

Love is our awakening;
It drowns out the hate and deceit,
that would likely take us under
and destroy everything we know;
It lifts us to higher places in life,
It brings our hearts peace at last.

At last, love has awakened.

2010-10-28T12:40:00.000-07:00

Picture Circa September 2010

I am Flying!

Read Below

2010-10-28T12:36:00.000-07:00

Picture circa April 5, 2008

Always

2010-10-24T17:48:00.001-07:00

Very old Poem

2010-10-24T13:37:00.000-07:00

My Great One

Lie with me entwined, breathing in our heat,
listen to the steady beat of our hearts keeping time.
Have faith in the wise words we speak,
and believe that our separate lives together rhyme.

Tip me your melody of love as it grows,
and whisper softly all you see in my esoteric eye.

Unconditional adoration for you in me runs deep,
wrapped in warmth of love and happiness;
a natural emotion meant solely to keep,
with burning desire and sensational beauty.

I can see you within me for time to come;
and I praise the perfect miracle of your life.
So share with me on each great endeavor,
through all things pleasant and times of strife.

/down in sugarland!

2010-10-20T07:56:00.000-07:00

A heart that beats
An incredible machine
Made of blood and love
And hope and lust and steam
Calling....

#LoveIsLouder

2010-10-17T12:09:00.000-07:00

Join the Movement

Rebel Rebel

2010-10-15T15:50:00.000-07:00

Hey babe, your hair's alright
Hey babe, let's go out tonight
You like me, and I like it all
We like dancing and we look divine
You love bands when they're playing hard
You want more and you want it fast
They put you down, they say I'm wrong
You tacky thing, you put them on

You've torn your dress, your face is a mess
You can't get enough, but enough ain't the test
You've got your transmission and your live wire
You got your cue line and a handful of ludes
You wanna be there when they count up the dudes
And I love your dress
You're a juvenile success
Because your face is a mess
So how could they know?
I said, how could they know?
So what you wanna know
Calamity's child,
Where'd you wanna go?
What can I do for you? Looks like you've been there too
'Cause you've torn your dress
And your face is a mess
so how could they know?

  Rebel Rebel, you've torn your dress
  Rebel Rebel, your face is a mess
  Rebel Rebel, how could they know?
  Hot tramp, I love you so!

Hey Hey

2010-10-15T11:57:00.000-07:00

A World Without

I cannot imagine a world without you,
but there will be one.
What should you say to me,
on that long dark, brokenhearted day?
You might say, just look at the stars,
shinin' so bright darlin',
and that will be me lightin' up your nights,
forever and always.

But I like to think those who've passed,
the ones we've loves so deep;
are the whispers in the wind,
the sun shining on our faces,
the mountains , the valleys;
they become everything we love,
and in return are always there,
hidden away, but always there.

And so secretly we smile,
because we think when that cool wind flies,
through our bodies and through our souls,
they are saying simply;
Hello, I love you, and I've never left.

They say, be happy, enjoy your life,
you have such a limited time,
raise joy for you still are,
and you still love,
and then the wind dies down.

I won't imagine the day without you,
because there never will be one;
No matter what you'll be,
my ever shining star,
my cloudy days, my sunny days,
and always those sweet soft-
whispers of the wind.

-Kate Elizabeth

Be a Good Friend

2010-10-10T10:51:00.001-07:00

Untitles

2010-10-01T13:12:00.000-07:00

Right and Wrong

2010-10-01T09:44:00.000-07:00

Who is to say what is right, and what is wrong? Who gives the people in society the power to say which is which? Aren't all cultures supposed to base such things on a higher power. Or no power at all, which then would be science. Who is to say what is unnatural and what is natural? Who give hate it's breathe? Who gives evil it's power? When is the time when the meek will inherit the earth, and our suffering will end? When will those arrogant, high on a pedestal, drowning in their own ignorance feel pain for once? When will the intervention come, and leave peace among those who pray for it? These are all question with no answer. We are only left to wonder, to pray, to hope, to suffer until that day. The underworld engulfs our world as we stand and watch, and get hit from left and right. We watch the world crash and burn, the people turn to raging animals, the evil pouring from the veins of the earth and taking over societies. It was said there will be a day when all will be calm, when people will no longer have a worry about these people taken over by this evil. But now it is everywhere. It is a person you have known forever, it is your neighbor, it is a stranger, it is a leader, stepping on people, making them feel as small as they can, and pushing them out, away. They have no feelings, their hearts beating, only beating black, their blood runs cold and black, not warm and blue. Who knows, there are many questions needing answers from all corners of the world, until we receive them, we sit and wait.

Busy

2010-09-29T10:03:00.000-07:00

Busy reading/studying. and writing new poetry. So offline for now, so i can come up with a few new poems

Guess I'll break the news, that i got no mind to lose!

2010-09-28T14:18:00.000-07:00

Today is My Day

It’s a bright sunny day,
When I’m lookin at you,
In our home made for two.

It’s a nice kinda day
When I see the sun shine,
And your hand is in mine.

It’s a fun sort of day,
When we’re runnin down the road
As fast as the wind can blow.

It’s a hot and humid day,
And I put on a bright new smile,
Because it has been a long while.

It could be a rainy day,
But I would still be glad,
Because no longer am I sad.

It’s a new day today,
Like tomorrow and the next,
I’m happy as can be,
And by the stream
We can see the love,
how it reflects, both you and me.

It’s a bright sunny day,
There are no more clouds around me,
And no more shall they ever be.

TO Joey, a sensitive soul!

2010-09-27T09:11:00.000-07:00

Hey Joey, I’ve been missing you lately,
When I don’t see your messages, I get a little down,
I must admit.

Hey Joey, when you’ve gone away,
It seems like time stops dead,
I must admit.

Hey Joey, when I don’t hear you,
Those dreamy tunes you write,
I think I can’t hear anymore,
I must admit.

Hey Joey, when I hear you’ve been down,
I wanna go out and play the lottery of life,
And win a smile just for you,
I must admit.

Hey Joey, when you say you’re all mixed up,
I want to just fix it all up for you,
I must admit.

Hey Joey, when I’m thinking of a friend like you,
I wanna stop the world and just sing with you,
I must admit, dear Joey, there is no one like you.

you've always got a friend in me!

Pretty Handsome Awkward

2010-09-26T16:18:00.000-07:00

I don’t know you, You don’t know me

I can’t be what you want,
There’s too many thing you don’t know,
There’s so much you want that I can’t give,
And so many things I wish I didn’t do.

I can’t let you know anything,
That is hiding inside of me,
You’re too unreasonable especially to me.

I’m sorry that you feel so mad
I’m sorry that I feel so sad,
I’m sorry that I can’t do
Anything you want from me.

I can’t talk to you truthfully,
I can’t be bold, I can’t be honest.
I shouldn’t have even started this,
I should have just let you go on your way.

I never mean to do the things I do,
It’s never really purposefully,
I don’t like the steps I take,
And I don’t like the way you talk to me.

I’m too restless for you,
I don’t get this at all,
Because it’s all beyond my control.

You see I don’t mind,
But I see that ever clearly you do,
As much as this is all too true.

I don’t feel fine any day,
But I know that you do.
I can’t see what you see,
And there’s no reaching,
The perfection that you seek.

I can’t stand the way you talk down to me,
So I might as well rely on myself once again.
I might as well just rest my soul,
The way it should and how I’ve wanted it to be.

I don’t see the friendship in anger,
And I can’t hear a care in a word in your voice,
So I guess that I’ll just go ahead,
And forget about you, as you forget about me.

Because I don’t know you, and you don’t know me.

Inspiration

2010-09-24T14:07:00.000-07:00

Oh
Let's go down,
come on down,
don't you wanna go down,
come on,
Let's go down,
down in the river to pray.

As I went down in the river to pray
Studying about that good old way
And who shall wear the robe and crown
Good Lord, show me the way !

"Meet Harriet Anderson-a remarkable woman for many reasons. She is 75 years old and is the Women's 70-74 y.o. Ironman World Champion. She has raced in 18 Ironman Triathlons. For those of you infamiliar with the Ironman, it is a 2.4 mile swim, followed by a 112 mile bike ride and a 26.2 mile run. The race begins at 7 a.m. and you must complete all the events by midnight to be classified as a "finisher." Not only has she completed 18 of these grueling events, but she did not run her first triathlon until she was 53. Last year at the age of 74, she crossed the finish line with a broken clavicle- an injury she suffered 80 miles into the bike ride after a fellow competitor ran into her from behind. Her injuries forced her to walk the entire marathon, but she finished- arm taped to her waist because she didn't want to take the time necessary to go to the medical tent and get a sling at 11:53 p.m- a mere 7 minutes before the cutoff. It reminds me of a Bible verse I learned, "I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith (2 Timothy 4:7)." The person who penned those words is believed to have been a man who was facing martyrdom and was reflecting on the life he had lived. He didn't say, "I fought well; I ran as hard as I could but it just didn't work out." He said, "I finished the race that was put before me." I can only imagine that, looking back at the end of one's life it would be unimaginable joy to be able to to say that! So whatever "fight" or whatever "marathon" you have before you-be it coping with you loved one's illness or injury or some other life hurdle that seems impossible- regardless of where or in whom you put your faith, and regardless of how battered and bruised you are from running the race so far, find your "inner Harriet" and hang in there! When you finish your race, you might even find yourself saying, "I'd do it again if I had to." Harriet, at 75 years young, has registered for her 19th Ironman event. Blessings to each of you!"

Something will come soon

2010-09-24T10:53:00.000-07:00

Sorry I have not much to say rightnow. Nothing new I have written, just haven't had the time to put what i've written together, so it will come soon, hopefully in the next week I will have some new writing to post. Till then...

By Joey

2010-09-24T10:08:00.000-07:00

"you see your bright days in clover, have all run their course, they're over
you see the memories of yesterday, just slip away, just slip away
crawl every step of the way, dreams don't really matter, it's all over, my dreams are over,
leaves fall in no order, in no order, they're all over, all my letters,
gently fall in fire, let me, let me wake up, from this nightmare
heaven help me, i'm fading, Nora listen to me, listen to me, please" -Lyrics and Music by JK Reed.

your songs are beauty, and your sensitive soul is never forgotten

My PageV

2010-09-10T14:14:00.002-07:00

Visit it. All three of you who read this.

http://www.lulu.com/spotlight/kateh

Lala

2010-09-10T14:14:00.001-07:00

Oh Good

2010-09-09T15:09:00.000-07:00

Forgiving does not erase the bitter past. A healed memory is not a deleted memory. Instead, forgiving what we cannot forget creates a new way to remember. We change the memory of our past into a hope for our future.-- Lewis B. Smedes

My Book

2010-08-31T16:20:00.001-07:00

ON POETRY AND POEMS

2010-08-24T08:38:00.000-07:00

"What is POETRY? And, if that question can be answered, what is a good, and what is a bad, poem? And who among those who have written rhyming lines with clearly marked rhythms, or lines which do not rhyme and with rhythms which may be discernible only to the author, may be called distinguished poets? How does one choose when going about the business of making a collection of "great" poems?"

There are have been many attempts at definition. Poetry is "the music of the soul"(Voltaire), "the art of uniting pleasure with truth"(Samuel Johnson), "the universal language which the heart holds with nature and itself"(William Hazlitt), "the record of the best and happiest moments of the best minds"(Shelley). It is that which "makes my body so cold no fire can warm me," and makes me "feel as if the top of my head were taken off" (Emily Dickinson). "Poetry is the synthesis of hyacinths and biscuits...a series of explanations of life, fading off into horizons too swift for explanation" (Carl Sandburg). It is "not the assertion of truth, but the making of that truth more fully real to us" (T.S. Eliot).

"The poet is the rock of defense for human nature" (William Wordsworth); he "brings the whole soul of man into activity"(Coleridge); he "has a fixed focus which all the talk and all the staring of the world has been unable to fix before him" (Archibald MacLeish).

Perhaps as Albert Einstein said of the truth, great poetry is "that which stands the test of experience." Neither truth nor greatness in poetry can be considered an absolute for everyone. No anthology of poems has ever been made which has not stimulated adverse criticism, both from those who are disappointed because many of their favorites, those poems which they consider great, have been omitted, and from those who scorn as trivial some of the inclusions.

Generally speaking, these reactions are, for most people, reflections of the "test of experience" rather than the results of exact critical standards.

When one reads, or listens to the reading of, a poem, its meaning and value for him are conveyed by more than intellectual comprehension. He experiences it as he does music, or a sunset, or a relationship with a loved one. His estimate is not something which can be put fully into words. If the poem becomes a living part of him, if that which he experiences may be re-created at each new contact with it, it becomes for him one of that precious collection which makes up the personal anthology that every true lover of poetry possesses with him."

We aren't poets for money, or fame, or love, we are poets because our hearts bleed and our minds reel. Because we want the world to see another way. Because there is more to life than things and people.

The Black Cloud

2010-08-22T00:58:00.000-07:00

Depression is awful beyond words or sounds or images. It bleeds relationships through suspicion, lack of confidence, and self-respect, the inability to enjoy life, to walk or talk or think normally, the exhaustion, the night terrors, the day terrors. It gives you the experience of how it must be to be old, to be old and sick, to be dying; to be slow of mind; to be lacking in grace, polish, and coordination; to be ugly; to have no belief in the possibilities of life, the exquisiteness of music, or the ability to make yourself and others laugh. It is flat, hollow, and unendurable. It is tiresome. People cannot bide being around you; you are tedious, irritable, paranoid, humorless, lifeless, critical, demanding, and no reassurance is ever enough. I am frightened and I am frightening.

Writing in description to someone of what something is

Hey Hey

2010-08-20T07:59:00.000-07:00

First I was afraid
I was petrified
Kept thinking I could never live

But I spent so many nights
thinking how you did me wrong
I grew strong
I learned how to carry on

Go on now go walk out the door
just turn around now
'cause you're not welcome anymore

you think I'd crumble
you think I'd lay down and die
Oh no, not I
I will survive
as long as i know how to love
I know I will stay alive
I've got all my life to live
I've got all my love to give
and I'll survive
I will survive

It took all the strength I had
not to fall apart
kept trying hard to mend
the pieces of my broken heart
and I spent oh so many nights
just feeling sorry for myself
I used to cry
Now I hold my head up high
and you see me
somebody new
I'm not that chained up little person

edited to fit lol

Summer is Hot and the runaways are rockin out my speakers!!!

2010-08-14T17:41:00.000-07:00

I recently received the poet's market 2011, and went through it picked out some good options and sent my manuscript off. I guess most people don't make it without an agent or a manager or something of the sort, but i like to think my work can stand alone. here are a couple new ones, leo is ready to go outside, so i must oblige him.

Currently reading: Speak by Laurie Halse Anderson...if you get a chance to, read it.
Currently listening to: Cherry Bomb by The Runaways

I'll be posting some new poems up in the next couple days when i get some time to type them up, most of them are on random pieces of paper and napkins i find to write on when i think of something. I used to work PSU security police and i spent all night walking around patrolling and writing poems, i always had a yellow notepad in my pocket, eight hours is a long time of swiping cards, so i had more time to think of poems then, but i usually spend most of the day thinking up poems, and typing them in my phone if i can't get to paper or make a quick note one line maybe and finish the rest later. I can write a poem like I breathe air, I just think of something and appears a poem. It's been three years more or less since I discovered this talent, took me awhile to find something i love and I am good at. Keeps me going day to day.

I dreamed a Dream

2010-08-02T15:01:00.001-07:00

"I went up to the mountain because you asked me to
Up over the clouds to where the sky was blue
I could see all around me everywhere
I could see all around me everywhere

Sometimes I feel like I've never been nothing but tired
And I'll be walking till the day I expire
So sometimes I just lay me down, no more can I do
But then I go on again because you ask me to

Some days I look down afraid, afraid I will fall
And though the sun shines I see nothing, nothing at all
Then I hear your, your sweet voice, ooh
Come and then go, come and then go
Lord, telling me softly you love me so"

love you my family, friends, leo, and chief

Happy birthday to me i'm 23.

"As they say, easy come easy go, then comes sunday."

Oh well

2010-08-01T08:50:00.000-07:00

"I'm coming up only to hold you under
I'm coming up only to show you wrong
And to know you is hard; we wonder
To know you all wrong; we warn.

Really too late to call,
So we wait for morning to wake you
That's all we got
And to know me as hardly golden
Is to know me all wrong, they warn.

At every occasion, I'll be ready for the funeral
At every occasion, once more, is called the funeral
Every occasion, know I'm ready for the funeral
At every occasion, oh, one million day funeral

I'm coming up only to show you down,
For I'm coming up only to show you wrong.

To the outside: the dead leaves, they're on the lawn
For they don't have trees to hang their own. "

Song of the moment

2010-07-30T13:20:00.000-07:00

RNJ-Rape is Never Justified

2010-07-30T13:12:00.000-07:00

Weight of the World

It's hard to admit that you can't feel,
you can't feel joy, you can't feel guilt,
you can't feel anything, anymore at all.
It's hard to admit that everything in your heart
is as numb as it can be, number than a paraplegic's knee.
It's hard to feel when your mind doesn't care,
when your mind can't feel anything for those who care;
but it seems easier to begin to overcome;
when you find, that thousands, maybe millions,
can feel everything, they feel anything everything
that you can't feel, that they can't feel,
that you all haven't felt for so long.

Inception

2010-07-28T14:33:00.000-07:00

This movie is phenomenal. Perfection in writing, idea and execution. Leonardo Dicaprio never fails.

A+++++

"You're waiting for a train; a train that will take you far away. You know where you hope this train will take you, but you can't be sure. But it doesn't matter - because we'll be together."

Call to arms

2010-07-24T20:00:00.000-07:00

There's a little black, dark, scorched hard divide
This is it can you hear me
Have you ever felt sad, hurt, buried alive
You can do almost anything
There's a little red bridge with a view of the sun
With a lake, recommend such a sunny sign
And a thousand stars counted thousands of times
We can go only if you believe
Only if you believe

Do you feel like you lost everything you can lose
This is it can you hear me
When you cry do your tears reach up the room
Calling out in a moment of need
Do you ever lay awake with the look in the eyes
And God, a wish that's too big to deny
I will offer a line that was ready for use
Let me know are you ready for me

I'd like to say that you're my only fear
And when I dream it slowly disappears
And when I wake I'm right here by your side
To feel your heart beat in and out of time

[Hey!]

When the storm brings rain snow fate of all kinds
You can feel almost anything
When the day seems to melt fall flat into night
You can feel most anything
When you can't go, you gotta get up and try
This is it can you feel me
When the bombs come down you will make it alive
But only if you want to believe

I'd like to say that you're my only fear
And when I dream it slowly disappears
And when I wake I'm right there by your side
To feel your heart beat in and out of time

I'd like to say that you're my only fear
And when I dream it slowly disappears
And When I wake I'm right here by your side
To feel your heart beat in and out of time

Out of time
When I dream
When I dream
I feel your heart
When I dream
I'm out of time
Feel your heart
When I dream
I'm out of time
Feel your heart
I feel your heart
I feel your heart
I feel your heart

I'd like to say that you're my only fear
And when I dream it slowly disappears
And when I wake I'm right here by your side
To feel your heart beat in and out of time

"You're the only light I ever saw, it's the truth in your eyes."

2010-07-23T15:58:00.000-07:00

"try as i may i could never explain what i hear when you don't say a thing...."

An Earthly Angel

I heard the voice of an angel on a long distance call,
under that slow silent conversation i heard him say;
i'm here, don't worry, there's nothing more to fear.

At my door I saw the face of that angel,
his soft smile spoke to me somehow;
his eyes said i'm here now, i'll pull you up,
I'm bringing you the life you've needed.

We were so tired, that angel and I.
We sat in silence, gazing steadily into each other,
ready to pull each other from the wreckage
of the earth and fight against everything-
together.

Our hearts began to beat as one,
that earthly angel lying quietly next to me.
That earthly angel brought light to a world so dark,
and peace so calming there was no endlessness to feel.

In this sweet madness that angel said he was relief;
relief to hurt, to sadness, to madness, all is undone.
And as we closed our eyes, and fell into one another,
that angel whispered softly to me, his hand in mine;

'I'm so glad I've found an earthly angel,
when i see your soft smile and look into you,
I know an angel is here, and i have no more fear.'

Copyright: Ka2te

(not sure if i like this so lemme know what you think)

It just won't fade away

2010-07-20T19:32:00.001-07:00

Time is a Funny Thing

In time to come
there is no war,
and there is no peace.
In time to come
there is no want,
there is no need.
In time to come there is no hurt,
there are no weak.
In time to come there is no life,
and there is no death.
In time to come,
We exist;
We breathe in,
We breathe out.

Copyright : Ka2te

Meh

2010-07-11T17:19:00.000-07:00

"It happened. There's no avoiding it. No forgetting."

If we Die, We die Together

2010-07-06T13:16:00.000-07:00

If I had it my way you know that i'd make him say OoOoOoOO, OoOoOoOooo

Love this Song! "RUN" Snow Patrol

I'll sing it one last time for you
Then we really have to go
You've been the only thing that's right
In all I've done

And I can barely look at you
But every single time I do
I know we'll make it anywhere
Away from here

Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I'll be right beside you dear

Louder louder
And we'll run for our lives
I can hardly speak I understand
Why you can't raise your voice to say

To think I might not see those eyes
Makes it so hard not to cry
And as we say our long goodbye
I nearly do

High on a Tightrope

2010-07-02T11:36:00.001-07:00

Forward Motion

2010-06-30T14:24:00.000-07:00

"Exorcise the demon
That is living up inside you
After all you think you've been through
Just what have you been through

Try to get beside yourself
This tearing at your insides
If you end up on the wrong side
Always standing so strong

Sharpen up your teeth
Your dreams are more than worth defending
In a fight that's never ending
Go on, go ahead and prove me wrong...." The Used

This is something i'm in the progress of working on, anyway...

Untitled (for now)

It's hard to say goodbye time after time.
Since the first time its hard to say so long, see you soon.
Soon never comes and so long turns into too much time again.
And as time goes on we're still singing the same old sad song.
And as the song goes on I find it easier to never say goodbye at all.
The tears never come if I stay away from your heart,
If I never come bye, if I never say hello, if I never see you to start.... (TBC)

WHOOAAA

2010-06-24T06:58:00.001-07:00

Book

2010-06-18T12:57:00.000-07:00

The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want.

²He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters.

³He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake.

⁴Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.

⁵Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.

⁶Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the LORD for ever

Dear Lord, Thank you for giving me the strength and the conviction to complete the task you entrusted to me. Thank you for guiding me straight and true through the many obstacles in my path. And for keeping me resolute when all around seemed lost. Thank you for your protection and your many signs along the way. Thank you for any good that I may have done, I'm so sorry about the bad. Thank you for the friend I made. Please watch over her as you watched over me. Thank you for finally allowing me to rest. I'm so very tired, but I go now to my rest at peace. I fought the good fight, I finished the race, I kept the faith.

Consider me Gone

2010-05-17T10:48:00.001-07:00

Hi Again

2010-05-16T14:05:00.001-07:00

I quit Facebook because I got hate mail. People are so mean. Sometimes I dream about the apocalypse come just to see bad people get their turn to suffer. I'm not the best in the world, everyone has room for improvement, but i'm a pretty ok person. Just confused in the head sometimes. Anyway, I wrote a poem too. I try to write a couple hours a day at least. I don't know if it will ever go anywhere but i hope so. Its a sunny day out, so beautiful, but inside, its cloudy with a chance of torrential downpours.

Baby it's now or Never

If I only knew
of your dissatisfaction,
I could have gotten
far away from you,
right before you broke my heart.

If I only knew
you couldn't be trusted,
I could have run
long long ago,
before I ever loved you.

If I only knew
you'd be so cold,
I could have been free
but you've only considered
just one lonely thing;

I know now
that it is you.

My inspiration is Walt Whitman

2010-05-05T13:51:00.000-07:00

"I Celebrate myself, and sing myself,
And what I assume you shall assume,
For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.

I loafe and invite my soul,
I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass.

My tongue, every atom of my blood, form'd from this soil,
 this air,
Born here of parents born here from parents the same, and
 their parents the same,
I, now thirty-seven years old in perfect health begin,
Hoping to cease not till death.

Creeds and schools in abeyance,
Retiring back a while sufficed at what they are, but never
 forgotten,
I harbor for good or bad, I permit to speak at every hazard,
Nature without check with original energy.

Houses and rooms are full of perfumes.... the shelves
  are crowded with perfumes,
I breathe the fragrance myself, and know it and like it,
The distillation would intoxicate me also, but I shall not let it.

The atmosphere is not a perfume.... it has no taste
  of the distillation.... it is odorless,
It is for my mouth forever.... I am in love with it,
I will go to the bank by the wood and become undisguised and naked,
I am mad for it to be in contact with me.

The smoke of my own breath,
Echoes, ripples, and buzzed whispers.... loveroot, silkthread,
  crotch and vine,
My respiration and inspiration.... the beating of my heart....
  the passing of blood and air through my lungs,
The sniff of green leaves and dry leaves, and of the shore
  and darkcolored sea-rocks, and of hay in the barn,
The sound of the belched words of my voice.... words loosed
  to the eddies of the wind,

A few light kisses.... a few embraces.... reaching around of arms,
The play of shine and shade on the trees as the supple boughs wag,
The delight alone or in the rush of the streets, or along
  the fields and hill-sides,
The feeling of health.... the full-noon trill.... the song of me
  rising from bed and meeting the sun.

Have you reckoned a thousand acres much? Have you reckoned
  the earth much?
Have you practiced so long to learn to read?
Have you felt so proud to get at the meaning of poems?

Stop this day and night with me and you shall possess the origin
  of all poems,
You shall possess the good of the earth and sun.... there are
  millions of suns left,
You shall no longer take things at second or third hand.... nor
  look through the eyes of the dead, nor feed on the spectres
  in books,
You shall not look through my eyes either, nor take things from me,
You shall listen to all sides and filter them from yourself.


III

I have heard what the talkers were talking, the talk of the
  beginning and the end
But I do not talk of the beginning or the end.
There was never any more inception than there is now,
Nor any more youth or age than there is now,
And will never be any more perfection than there is now,
Nor any more heaven or hell than there is now.

Urge and urge and urge,
Always the procreant urge of the world.
Out of the dimness opposite equals advance, always substance and
  increase, always sex,
Always a knit of identity, always distinction, always a breed of
  life.
To elaborate is no avail, learn'd and unlearn'd feel that it is
  so.

Sure as the most certain sure, plumb in the uprights, well
  entretied, braced in the beams,
Stout as a horse, affectionate, haughty, electrical,
I and this mystery here we stand.

Clear and sweet is my soul, and clear and sweet is all that is not
  my soul.

Lack one lacks both, and the unseen is proved by the seen,
Till that becomes unseen and receives proof in its turn.

Showing the best and dividing it from the worst age vexes age,
Knowing the perfect fitness and equanimity of things, while they
  discuss I am silent, and go bathe and admire myself.

Welcome is every organ and attribute of me, and of any man hearty
  and clean,
Not an inch nor a particle of an inch is vile, and none shall be
  less familiar than the rest.

I am satisfied—I see, dance, laugh, sing;
As the hugging and loving bed-fellow sleeps at my side through the
  night, and withdraws at the peep of the day with stealthy tread.
Leaving me baskets cover'd with white towels swelling the house
  with their plenty,
Shall I postpone my acceptation and realization and scream at my
  eyes,
That they turn from gazing after and down the road,
And forthwith cipher and show me to a cent,
Exactly the value of one and exactly the value of two, and which is
  ahead?"


-Excerpt from Song of Myself

Leo is Looking at Me

2010-05-05T12:13:00.000-07:00

Far off Friend

You are somewhere far off
and probably will always be
but I think as each day closes
you are growing closer to me.

I imagine you as regal,
and I imagine you as strong.
I imagine you'll certainly be
whom I've imagined all along.

You are somewhere out there,
and i've never seen your face,
but somehow I know you
and I think of your embrace.

I you as handsome,
and I imagine you as neat.
I imagine myself weak
when I think of how you speak.

You are somewhere in my mind,
someone I dream of at night.
You are only something I imagine now,
and I hope that's not what you wish to be.

Its a sunny day with my cat

2010-04-25T15:34:00.000-07:00

Untitled

A lonely feeling

Can be a bitter friend

Even when you have everything

A lonely feeling

Can linger on until the end.

There is no cure it seems

Just a hole where something should be

There is no safety

Only a blackness that no one can see.

A lonely feeling

Keeps you alone in a crowd

A lonely feeling

Makes you feel covered in a shroud

Happiness will never last long

No gift, nor friend, nor being

Can take away the hole

That is the lonely feeling.

Hello.

2010-04-19T07:33:00.000-07:00

Saving the Critter Community one little kitty at a time...

Best song Ever

2010-04-15T10:17:00.000-07:00

Tea Party Patriot

2010-04-14T07:09:00.000-07:00

"I got rid of my healthcare so throw me in jail. It's too bad they're all fighting and dying for nothing. We want Life, Liberty and the Pursuit of Happiness, not Socialistic Equality. We love AMERICA, the kind where the Declaration of Independence and the Consititution mean something...We don't want to live in Obamastan."

I can't go on, I'll go on!!!

2010-04-10T13:40:00.001-07:00

Poetry is life distilled

Go to my new blog!!!

I am Moving

Today is a day, just like any other day

Maybe moving to Tumblr

Life is a Busy Bee

I'd like comments/feedback

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This is Better

I promise to post new stuff soon

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Probably best song ever,

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A Heart That Beats.

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Hi

Happy Valentine’s Day!!!!

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Albeit a fictional character Lisbeth Salander is my Hero!

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Working on new stuff.

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Merry Christmas

Poems, maybe i should write something else already

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I know but...

Daniel Alexander Dolphin...

More poems, are they boring you?

You're my firework

Love MCR

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Oh boy Too Good

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Hello

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Guess I'll break the news, that i got no mind to lose!

TO Joey, a sensitive soul!

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