Hey its me.. I've been doing through some growing pains and poetry has been a big part.. one thing to understand is this. Some of it is gonna be poor, some rich. Some is gonna be sloppy and unethicsl, others pure as snow. Bear with me, and yourself as well. I pray you find enjoyment and happiness here. That you can relate to my writings.
We are indeed a human family down here, and some interwoven appreciation goes a long way. Keep gunning for what's right and scatter your insight like seeds throughout the areas of your life. For the love of God be yourself. May light lead your path and turn your sorrows to joy in an instant.
I'm back in action, so much to come!
Love you lots,
Matthew
Saturday, February 16, 2019
Friday, February 15, 2019
Roll n' Rupture
Finding sudden stalls to relate with existence
It's the sultry misfit meeting with the mellow mistress
Talking but I'm listening, bruised through the condition.. I've been marked for hit list
Post it up on pinterest
Tear down the connection
Reform the complexion
Wait but did I mention
Dont await the ending
Pleased for an instant
Leave while your livid
Photograph of polygraph
POETIC 4 EXISTENCE
It's the sultry misfit meeting with the mellow mistress
Talking but I'm listening, bruised through the condition.. I've been marked for hit list
Post it up on pinterest
Tear down the connection
Reform the complexion
Wait but did I mention
Dont await the ending
Pleased for an instant
Leave while your livid
Photograph of polygraph
POETIC 4 EXISTENCE
Thursday, February 14, 2019
How does one overcome such sadness?
Such grief is nothing new to me
Immersed in all my ponderings
I lay at home to rest my head
My weariness is second best
My color orange my victory blue
It's hard to know just what to do
I feel so manic and depressed
I feel I need to face the test
My written words, they even seek
For understanding and relief
The pen is strong (my medicine)
My perch is unintelligent
Good grief.. I feel like Charlie Brown
I want to go and paint the town
My love is so thick and wide
Its trapped in me so deep inside
I wish for vengeance! A heartless beast
But than I see what I mean..
I'm just a lonely man today
But soon the feeling fades away
Soon the waves will wash away
All the emptiness and grey
And than I'll meet my brazen love
Such beauty will become of us!!
She's such a dime, and polished too
She's probably hiding in Puru
Immersed in such a simple prayer
I want to comb her dreaded hair
I want to show her something new
Grow a garden lush with fruit
I want.to live.within a palace
And wear the threads of sultan's fabrics
Ah but this will be the day
That all my sadness pass away
I'll transfer from a cloud or kiss
And ring out past the sunken ship
....
Immersed in all my ponderings
I lay at home to rest my head
My weariness is second best
My color orange my victory blue
It's hard to know just what to do
I feel so manic and depressed
I feel I need to face the test
My written words, they even seek
For understanding and relief
The pen is strong (my medicine)
My perch is unintelligent
Good grief.. I feel like Charlie Brown
I want to go and paint the town
My love is so thick and wide
Its trapped in me so deep inside
I wish for vengeance! A heartless beast
But than I see what I mean..
I'm just a lonely man today
But soon the feeling fades away
Soon the waves will wash away
All the emptiness and grey
And than I'll meet my brazen love
Such beauty will become of us!!
She's such a dime, and polished too
She's probably hiding in Puru
Immersed in such a simple prayer
I want to comb her dreaded hair
I want to show her something new
Grow a garden lush with fruit
I want.to live.within a palace
And wear the threads of sultan's fabrics
Ah but this will be the day
That all my sadness pass away
I'll transfer from a cloud or kiss
And ring out past the sunken ship
....
Tuesday, February 12, 2019
Lover of the Light
Like a moth I am
A lover of the nocturnal night
A voyager to valleys bright
A ravishing beauty is my delight
I journey through-out the elements
The thick and beneficial
With carefully selected colors
I paint using my easel
Sometimes I trust the weasel
Sometimes I search in people
During the Hard times
Poke and prod perchance
For pins and needles
Yes it is so intimate
So wondrous to see
A lover of the light
That delights in light like me
A lover of the nocturnal night
A voyager to valleys bright
A ravishing beauty is my delight
I journey through-out the elements
The thick and beneficial
With carefully selected colors
I paint using my easel
Sometimes I trust the weasel
Sometimes I search in people
During the Hard times
Poke and prod perchance
For pins and needles
Yes it is so intimate
So wondrous to see
A lover of the light
That delights in light like me
Friday, February 8, 2019
Dad
Lots on my mind, so can I recline?
I don't mean to whine or to spoil the time
I'm just a bit bruised by the things that you prove
Walking around as though nothing is true
Wearing a crown as if nothing is loose
When I enter the field I'll be lacing my boots
Can I rest my eyes? for the way is long
And the ground is firm, which I walk upon
Theres a sudden song, and a patient poem
It's alright with me, surely I'll be going
Surely I'll move on, surely you will too
Sorry it took so long, lord will see me through
It's a common tale, told again again
Brought into awareness by the passing wind
Sunday, January 22, 2017
Underwater Library
Excite the populous, even the Andromedans
For those of you who populate, I'm speaking of the aliens
While airwaves grow, increasingly crowded
The plane over the Philippines was finally spotted
The passengers turned into ghosts
After crossing salted coasts
Should've took the longer route...
Floated eastbound on a boat
Though violent seas might shake the cabinets
Rearrange a persons stature
And the journals that were wrote?
Fall into the ocean backwards
Memoirs and soliloquies, fading into history
And all the pages full of quotes,
Pens upheld with proper strokes,
Horrid tales & Anecdotes,
Going down like the grandest hoax
Rise up from the ocean depth
Streams of unknown polygraphs
Written with apologies
Brought to me like books to read
Yes I understand your plight
Coming from the darkest night
Praying that you equalize
Poems upon the countryside
Rise up from the ocean depth
Streams of unknown polygraphs
Written with apologies
Brought to me like books to read
Yes I understand your plight
Coming from the darkest night
Praying that you equalize
Poems upon the countryside
Saturday, February 7, 2015
What's really Important
What's really important, the manor or fortress?
The pleasures of flesh and the girls that are gorgeous?
I ask myself, and though tantalized by imagery, my hearthstone must crest, unraveling mystery
A long pause and a sigh, for memories of misery, a crusade of calamity that moments have given me
Now I write as a composer retracing his history through dancing piano keys rendering symphonies
What's really important to me?
Is it the bill? The skill? The red and blue pill?
The proposal of truth and an increase in will?
I suppose that this prose somewhat tickles me
Though my mind is appeased my soul aims for symmetry
That can be found in the feelings of home
Adrift in this sea I allow my mind to roam
And stumble upon something I've long forgot
Due to touching and receiving a jolt that's too hot
My emotional memory, the clearance of clarity
My friends and my family & being that harbors us
Not merely the home but the feeling of belonging
Not simply the day but the hour of it's dawning
There in lies so much to be felt without touch
And be drawn into dream with awareness
Though my mind survives I've no doubt in due time
It will fall by the wayside as my heart makes it's strides
Just to vision the lives, makes me break down and cry
That are changed by a word or a gesture of eye
All the faces that I can harbor in this heart
Pathways and poets with patience in art
Damn.. it really gets me
I love where it takes me
And if love must do so
Allow it to break me
Shatter my pieces amongst a bright shore
So a passer discovers a mystery once more
Just allow me to lead a life with this heart
Even if struck with pain as sharp as a dart
I just want to breed this language of love
Even if a word doesn't seem like enough
Let me be present in my heart
Cause that's what's important
To love and to feel and to live... all important
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