Yes (I have a book of poetry out, "The Octopus Frets: political poems"). My poem follows:
THAT FORTNIGHT
The Sadler sidles up to the star siding blistered with tears
buried under oblique vanity's footsteps
and diamond bracelets brace against her thought
that Woman is a cloud, and men the poisoned aquifer divided in three, aquamarine, green and aquamarine
as the wind politely swallows its azure for the heifer
and waits for the cheese to be murdered by a footprint
while swallows wait to taste the death of the (noble) orangutan whose hair
had to go to make your brand-new brassiere
The sky strains to create its sparks of ice that
freeze our kisses for some delightful day and the taste of ice cream
will no longer taste of the trapped dark of the mixed oval
screaming against the diagram where
the fresh wind thinks to tear our hands apart and
the daffodils rip at our intermingled hair
If we could just lie back watching the unfixed sky
with trees' jazz fingers magically held up like bank robbers,
your skirt like the petal of a tulip, like the most delicate crocus of the violin
murders would not follow us piece by piece
and crosses step by step the impossibly rich hair of the medieval princesses
and every tic not paused and pierced by knives
but hours that do not pass pass like the unclosed loop of the seagull your
breath thick with tastes of smoke and darkness
your memory crushed by the teeth of the green monkey
your laugh gently laid in a precious box lined with pearl
all I have left now my skin was burned away
I had to wait at the shipyard with the black skins of battleship hulls,
hailstones tossed at my face as I starved to death
and mimed grief on skis with irritated toes
and my boots eroded like the spooning cockers who mocked the pincushion
and painted my arms with black-white-blue stripes as I waited for the cookies to survive
the mists of the alligators bringing tumours and "Habaneras"
I waited under thunder until my skull was crushed by the ice from a 747 and I used it in
mixed drinks at the casino Royale
castigating his son for the mixed knees of the rodeo
Driving on heroin almost off the rim of the cloud city
Divorcing the zebra who always held a cosmopolitan
and carried pearls and alloys just under her disappearing tongue
I don't wait any more
Who am i?i am gods secret agent.with a hat covering my face as a mask.why a hat ?so people wont assume I have a halo or maybe im an angel.im no angel,i have sins or maybe horns.where thoughts of my pass sting me like two cursed thorns.praying and forgiving it all part of the way we should live as a christian.yet i am just trying to fullfill gods given task.i hardly speak due to lack of courage to discribe words.so i speak my mind on page of a blog with my rage of faith immulating verbs.trying to connect,compose,inspirational words that no one has ever heard.As the pages turn on the internet.sometimes being lost with a mistaken click.trying to hit back and refresh but it dissapears like a illussion like a magic trick.as i think of who next should I pick.to speak to, to witness.i am gods secret agent with a hat as a mask.if i can get one person to read their bible god will see me as not of doubt but a source thats really reliable.if i can get a second person to go to church then hopefully god will forgive me of all my sins and wrongs where ive forgotten to repent, all my dirt.if i can get another person to become baptised only to let you realized that god is real and he really does have a good side.but being save doesnt mean your garuntied heaven. you were just being nutralized to prepare for the challange.haveing faith in god is a challange ,but you can do it.the power is within.its only hidden.as thoughts,suspends in the hard drive just waiting to load i think shes the one next. she already admires me maybe i can touch her heart mentally.im to shy to do this in real life but for now it serving its purpose.trying to fill you with thought, emotion and ideas of god in your head just letting it linger.questions waiting to be answered.then god finnaly does but only leading to more questions.more questions,questions,questions then answers makes the mind weak of confusing delusion,not reading the bible will not allow you to know about the conclusion. that lies beyond this life we are living in.does god really exist or do you know but you’re enjoying sin ,resisting.should we change for the sake of changing or change for the sake of being happy,or for the promise of being saved.or maybe just to rearranging our daily activities in our lives so you wont have to live through so much misery.Misery,is it really that or is the absences of Jesus soul in you that prevent from gaining deliverence,from sins.delivererence,where we'll we go when we are thats stage.to a place where everybody is nice,with no desease and eternal life.Life,what is the purpose of life? some will come to a conclusion that is all about having fun taking t shirts off and just being able to bath in the sun. some will go towards love but for me life is all about god .with god you have everything that reason we are human beings.i am god secrat agent with a hat as a mask.ok i ran out of thoughts and ideas next time ill use better words brb lol
Well it's one of days again where im looking at a picture of Ding. Recalling her smiles, her eyes, the she speak I realized even before she went to heaven she already had open wings. She has morals, a kind hurt heart, brilliant mind, the heart of Jesus. She's was everyDING. Even today you're the reason I get up for and stay up in the dark. You stay on my mind at night but you were my light you are my spark. If you were here beside me. I'd give you hugs and a kisses, But since you're with Jesus. I'll tenderly reminisce it. Some folks may need to write. others need a final good by. Many spend a long time grieving, and can't do much but cry. Remember that song mom use to sing to us ?Our favorite lullaby. We'll I've written the song for you because I know you'll like it a little better with a little more style. My nature could cause me to grieve away for hours. I could run to the cemetery with oodles of flowers. You're the reason I get up, brush my teeth, and use the showers.I know it seems as though I cant function without thoughts of you on my minds. But I think of you often with Jesus so thats why I go to church and sing Let Shine Let Shine Let It Shine. You've brighten my day in your own special way, Like a rainbow that brights the sky. Then we just wonder why? Like a shinny star that lights the nigh. We wish we could hold you tight. Baby girl I know you miss me let out its al righ. I miss you too evry day and especially when the full moon is full. But down here I have faith in Him Ill see you soon I'm on roll. typing my emotion on paper,on my computers.many typos.Just letting it out slow.So I write this poem to you to express my feelings in better words as get on my knees I pray so it can be better heard. This is what I have to tell you. written by oudawn
Today as I sat in the midst of despairHurting and crying, grasping for air
I know its time to say my final goodbyeYet, I can not now, all I do is cry.
Nothing can prepare me for this dayBecause quite too soon, you've gone away
I promise to go on with my lifeReminiscing of memories, of things so nice
Yes, I know I've got to take a standAlways remembering you, my sister-a great women nowAs I woke this morning, the tears had goneIn my heart I know, I'm not aloneYou left me with something so dearNo matter where! You'll always be nearThe hurt and pain has seemed to easeMy sis, I know this makes you pleasedI'm taking it one day at a time,
My Ding, my Ding, I'm doing just fine..written by soemone else mastered by myself oudawn
I’m gong allow myself to unfastened resentment onto the human race with questions of soreness. did God fashioned us to subsist in a world of suffering, misery filling the mind with temptation to assign homicides to our beneficiary human race, or the simple problem of starvation
It’s a disgrace, that people got to go through such thing where we must entrust murders apon strangers faces
To carry out production with their wits and the way to get clients is to lie is preeminent
fiends only go for the shit that are at it most excellent
some say it’s half and half ,there pure but none are good for the intelligent
destroying brain cell and we wonder why our kids are so unmannered and monotonous
the government has the drug game in a monopoly
im not talking about only prescription pills ,but also cocaine, heroin and ecstasy
so why stop me from gulping down some henesi
Smoking on weed and overdosing on my happy pills that makes see purple bunnies climbing on trees, God let me free
And the only free medicine are the ones that makes people go nuts, insane and go crazy
Bare with me when I speak for its he truth that hurts
But I’d rather be lied too then see kids hungry, starving and malnourish eating only on dirt, so which is worst?
Kids dieing, homeless, without parents, starving and deficiently unnutritioned
Parasitic infested, ill, and dieing in underprivileged condition
ravenous kids in some countries even feast on deceased animal cargisises
unbairable to visualize but it happens every day
carving us into a human being where there are children that are born to famished in starvation wasn’t God’s way, if taxes aren’t covering it then why we got to pay
you can fault it on the parents, our religion, or government, but not the kids there innocent so it most be all of our nations
if our political tithe aren’t paying for the housing then why stay, we should just disappear ,so we pray that we can just leave and go away
where? to a better place that was promise to us if we are in faith and follow Jesus ways
so they take out religion in all our schools so we can get what we want and parish in our spiritual day, the wise say
shrewdness of the followers of Satan’s that why they will live in hell before they’ll be buried in their grave
it’s pathetic and an unmorally life style so I don’t have nothing else to say, good bye we are lost without Jesus Christ for we are already in hell but we don’t have to remain here, lets all leave in a spiritual way when jesus comes for us, godbless
Being a poetic Christian sometimes make feel like imp struggle ling in the inside looking out. I don't even know where to begin. Seeing how people live there lives. Imp a lonely heart, and love and can't seem to just win. Yet it seems as though I’ve seen many faces and too many places recalling image of scenery where I've been. Still I’m the outsider trying to look at what's in. My entire life is but loneliness, emptiness, and pain. Help me Lord I don't want my life remain the same. Sometimes I feel like I just can’t win. And every time I think I'll win it bounces back at and turns my odds against me to confusing place I have never been. Where there is no sunshine nothing but rain lonely hearted soul with emotion of pain Sometimes I feel like giving up not try to show what I can and willing to give. I do try to be in my friends and family's lives but going back around just to live trying being alive. My doubts of delusion and confusion started as something small. But going towards the sinful life has made it even stronger though, it seems. As conviction creeps in my thoughts and sneaks up in my dreams. Living only in dream stealing my life my daylight hours. People want to just to stay away from me because I'm a schitzofreniac I seem to be uninvited and rumors and gossip surrounds me with unpolitnes. Imp trying to look forward in the future now. I know where theirs hope they'll be a better place where with hope,faith and truth will lead. That's true indeed. I Believe!And that's not a cry of doubt but a cry for help,I need.But for now loneliness and misery is all I need But I hope my blogging will shine light to others or cause them to feel emotions of empathy not sympyhty.Eventualy it will somehow be looked apron gods eye as a great sign in dead. I mean some people are heartless so filling their souls with grieve is still something rather then feeling nothing. Am I right? Lord does that count? Or should I stop searching and stop being a witness to show Or let me heart starve slow Imp willing give a lot just let me feel like I've live. But I also know in heaven is what I should be waiting for What Gods will give Until then I'll just be me and live, my life as lonely poetic heart of Jesus Christ. Well seems like it has gotten gold. Seeing things in this perspective I might as well be a lonely poet heart with a starved soul. Will I go to heaven for being so sad I don't know? We'll see. They say Christians should be happy but they also so ignorant ones live in bliss SO now I'm confused and hear words in my ears like deceiving lectures like a wind with a hiss Reading the bible clears the voices but can I do it all day and night? Please lord give me the candle then the light Only on meds am I able to function and live right but you know I hate relying on that stuff for it dulls my brain like always living in a dream but with you as in my heart it feelings like I'm living in paradise, it seems. It only happens when I sleep or on church days but one day of bliss is worth more then an eternity lost in the depths clouded mist. Now my thoughts are clearer. The meds I just took is kicking in now. I'm shining down as a smile lift up from a frown. Well ran out of thought ill finish this later.
I’m gong allow myself to unfastened resentment onto the human race with questions of soreness. did God fashioned us to subsist in a world of suffering, misery filling the mind with temptation to assign homicides to our beneficiary human race, or the simple problem of starvation
It’s a disgrace, that people got to go through such thing where we must entrust murders apon strangers faces
To carry out production with their wits and the way to get clients is to lie is preeminent
fiends only go for the shit that are at it most excellent
some say it’s half and half ,there pure but none are good for the intelligent
destroying brain cell and we wonder why our kids are so unmannered and monotonous
the government has the drug game in a monopoly
im not talking about only prescription pills ,but also cocaine, heroin and ecstasy
so why stop me from gulping down some henesi
Smoking on weed and overdosing on my happy pills that makes see purple bunnies climbing on trees, God let me free
And the only free medicine are the ones that makes people go nuts, insane and go crazy
Bare with me when I speak for its he truth that hurts
But I’d rather be lied too then see kids hungry, starving and malnourish eating only on dirt, so which is worst?
Kids dieing, homeless, without parents, starving and deficiently unnutritioned
Parasitic infested, ill, and dieing in underprivileged condition
ravenous kids in some countries even feast on deceased animal cargisises
unbairable to visualize but it happens every day
carving us into a human being where there are children that are born to famished in starvation wasn’t God’s way, if taxes aren’t covering it then why we got to pay
you can fault it on the parents, our religion, or government, but not the kids there innocent so it most be all of our nations
if our political tithe aren’t paying for the housing then why stay, we should just disappear ,so we pray that we can just leave and go away
where? to a better place that was promise to us if we are in faith and follow Jesus ways
so they take out religion in all our schools so we can get what we want and parish in our spiritual day, the wise say
shrewdness of the followers of Satan’s that why they will live in hell before they’ll be buried in their grave
it’s pathetic and an unmorally life style so I don’t have nothing else to say, good bye we are lost without Jesus Christ for we are already in hell but we don’t have to remain here, lets all leave in a spiritual way when jesus comes for us, godbless
Come here give a hug and then smile don’t worry you look good in any you where, but listen….
Sensitivity of your skin contact me with your features coming towards me just being bare
captivated with tense firm of craze assorted with obsession, ,and passion wheezing for air but the affection fills me with the life I need, to inhale instead, being pulled in, oppressive lungs due to your arms holding up by your breast. I’LL breathe you
this is what it mean to experience expressively out of breathe,
untill there are nothing present in my head,
but if I cant be embrace then all I crave,, is to be buried deep in an early grave.
All I can give you in return is a smile and my sincerity but my deepest thirst is to be desired, wanted and not getting tired,
like being on two cups of coffee, staying up until the dawn, late enough to get you fired. Fired? Nah I’m just playing but it the sense is what I’m trying to express to you, honestly
Honesty, but is that all you want from a man or do you want something supplementary,
buying a Lucy but still wanting the lighter, having the lighter but needing the spark, predators like sharks
you can have more, with me you’ll never be poor.
I’m not saying I’m loaded but these days the only thing girls want is a hitch, just to be ditch, bitches and whores (well you see imp running out of vocabularies lol).
L didn’t want you to see my appalling side but I like to keep it real
That’s just my sex appeal.
For real, but that’s just me being open minded to you to show a sign that I’m never going to take advantage of on you ,never late always making it to the dinner meals.
My Sign? I’m an Aquarius, but what my father said was never to say it just show it, illustrate that cut you got and it ill heal.
For example Don’t just say you can flow, spit currents, streams, be about it let somebody see it
Dinner meal you said?, you can disappear when ever you want, I wont maintain you cornered and I entrap you in a sealed and that’s the only deal.
I’m not playing hard to get at all, l a matter of fact I’m actuality I’m being myself, I’m be easy
Be at ease loosen up, I’m not playing flooded you mind with craps like monopoly
I would never play games, you’ll have my modesty.
But if we ever get in a fight you won’t have to incision your wrist, don’t take the risk if you don’t want to be with this
Just say farewell then just leave me a kiss, so I can recollect it when you are being missed
Young Asian man with a hiss when he prays and wishes
Yes, I’m a Christian, does that shock you, oh you’re not, its ok you don’t have to change
I mean in the future though I’m getting energized about being reunited like you were missing from me ,then we wont be out of reach or out of range
One soul with the same goal to love one another, that’s what you want right? I wonder
now I’m really hissing so I’m think I might initiate my wishing for the lass in front of me, kneels down, with a clue if you get what I mean.
My feelings for you are heart felt unadulterated, and clean
But listen until then they’ll be no strings attached, nothing to pay back, no hidden fees, nothing wired, no contracts deals,
But if you don’t want me its ok you can still keep ring anyways and no return fees in all means
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ended Mar, 07 2008 at 10:03 PM
danielcboyer Mar, 08 2008 at 06:08 AM
GTFMR.INTUITIVE May, 10 2009 at 09:54 PM
