Death · Everyday Life · Guest Author · Love · Religion

No God’s Here: by Asoka

I tried to smoke it off but the pain won’t go away

The bottle’s nearly empty and I still wanna die today

I popped a couple pills and I kinda feel okay

My forty-five is for me and I’ll have to use it one day

 

She, really did hurt me but

I, control my death these days

As, I hold my gun to my brain

I, know my demons don’t go away

 

But that is okay, I’m always this way

A shot to my brain, I drink the bottle again

I’m so full of lies, can’t swallow my pride

I don’t want any fucking help

 

I’m not okay, I wanna die

My demons are always tryna pull me in

There are no tears, I have no fear

My body has become numb again

 

I know will burn, won’t get no urn

I ready to go that way

All of this pain, so little gained

My humanity has died away

 

I don’t need another half

I only want money and drugs

Changing my love, like changing my gloves

Cuz I don’t ever feel that way

 

No gods here

I’m King of Death

I’m am not new to this

Cuz I had invented this

 

I am a god, fucking the devil for her looks

My heart is dead, I killed it just to know myself

Relapsed again, my drug of choice is destruction

My mind it’s slipping, I’m so narcissistic

 

King of Death, I’m in control

I watch the hammer cock back

My pistol’s black, the bullets are cold

Fucking my demon for her wealth

Everyday Life · Literature · Travel

Don’t Give Up 7/24/2018

Anything of value

takes awhile to get

 

Need proof?

 

When was the last time

that something quick …

 

made you truly happy?

 

If you changed your passion

your mission

your goal

 

every time you failed at doing what’s next

every time your sacrifices bore no fruit

every time your work and your dreams, became vapor.

 

you’d do nothing but fail.

 

but if fail

and try again,

you can’t fail worse,

 

try again and maybe …

 

you don’t fail.

Maybe it was worth something.

 

maybe that dream,

is more valuable

than all alternatives,

 

“Ever tried.

Ever failed.

No matter.

Try again.

Fail again.

Fail better.”

– Samuel Becket

 

“Don’t give up”

– Josh Preston

 

“It was worth it.”

– You

 

 

Everyday Life · Guest Photographer

My Soul for a Penny 7/23/2018

I don’t do what I want to do,

I do what I have to do,

80% of the time.

 

another 10% is for sleeping.

and that last 10% …

 

is where my life happens.

 

I have spent four hours

making a square move

when I press the “a” key

 

I have spent 5 hours

typing up my most intimate feelings,

to be skipped between selfies and memes

 

I have games no one can play

I have poems that make 4 cents a month

 

They say to do what you love,

not because it becomes anything,

but because you love it.

 

but what if, like your work, you are becoming nothing,

nothing more than games no one plays,

and poems that mean nothing,

 

what if you sold your soul for pennies?

I do what I love 10% of the time,

how am I supposed to breath the 90?

Death · Everyday Life · Religion · Travel

My Dear Goliath 7/6/2018

Somewhere out there waiting

my Goliath stands,

a titan among men,

blinded by his strength

cursed by his own size

 

so high on his mountain

he can not see the truth

of the world around him

the glare from blooded loot

 

so fat from his treasures

he can not hear the screams

of those his might has crushed

stolen or demeaned

 

and though I may die

or even god forbid,

 

grow giant just like them.

 

right now I am breathing

right now I am being

happily collecting rocks

 

no it isn’t steel

nor mighty bars alike

just pebbles, hopes, and dreams

on the slings of all my might

 

for the blind can not see

the fat will not hear

the titanic never feel

 

and by the gods,

some curse or gift,

I do rightly feel

 

and oh, those dear Goliaths

will know my worldly weight,

for all my rocks and visions

will move you from that space.

Everyday Life · Friendship · Guest Photographer · Uncategorized

Brothers of Frightful Sea 5/28/18

We vikings,

raiders of foreign shores,

brave the unknown steel

 

Each step a swing,

Each word a block,

 

For Each day and Each way,

to breath unscathed,

a quiet scream to say,

 

we haven’t given up

we do not surrender!

 

so we stand against the tide,

arms out stretched

for love’s wings unfurl inside us

and give us flight above all else.

 

oh, my kin of war

guard me mine

for all hope we have

is all we hope to be

 

my brother of frightful sea.

Everyday Life · Guest Photographer · Nature · Uncategorized

To this, I am free 5/27/18

to this land which poisons me,

to these souls which judge me,

 

I know no safety

but the freedom of pre-conceived condemnation.

 

I know no comfort

but the washing of the vile

harshly piled upon my skin.

 

to this land which poisons me,

to these souls which judge me,

 

know this…

 

you can squeeze me

bend me

smack me

claw at me until you’re satisfied,

 

but I shall never break.

 

to this land

to those souls

 

I am free.

Everyday Life · Friendship · Guest Author · Guest Photographer · Uncategorized

The Time Capsule: by Penny Preston 5/22/18

My calendar must be replaced

this I hate to do.

The memories invoked within are pleasing to review.

 

I’ll forget about the dentist.

Don’t remind me of the vet,

but the movie night with girlfriends

brought some fun I don’t regret.

 

I enjoyed the cookout with my sons.

Had pleasure at the beach

The potluck at work had lots of laughts

I like reliving each…

 

I, now, glance down into my purse

my checkbook is all full.

ohhh…. the craftshow ….

Everyday Life

Gloop Gloop 5/13/2018

At the breath of life

I needed a drink,

so she handed me

a gloop gloop

 

At the growth of osul

I needed a spark

so she past right on

her interests

 

As the coming man

I needed a refuge

so she sat me down

and healed me

 

now battered and bruised

I now my truth

and move with all my might

towards sweet sparkling light

my dream in darkest night.

 

and yet sweet mother

of all the sparkling dreams,

of all the wondrous queens,

nothing could ever mean,

more to me than you

cause you got me a

gloop….

uh…

gloop.

 

Happy Mother’s Day.