Archive for April, 2012

That Touch

all it takes

for my mind to unlock

is the slightest touch

of our fingers to lock

The next Move

ah

ah

I have iT

in my hands,

I want to do

something with it

but im scared

so I stand,

not too sure

on my next move

damn the feeling of feeling damned,

she fell right

into my palm

but to bother her

I can’t,

I fidget

feeling rigid

 I AM a Richard

I’m the man,

the king in me

is humbled

and I bow

as if on holy land,

that doesn’t mean

I don’t attempt

but every kick

is caught by another hand,

that assures me

somethings going to happen

but it’s not

what I have planned,

so all the more

does it make me mad

and all the more

do I demand,

for more

oh this whore

has me heated

and then a fan,

hovers over and cools me off

I’m put off

and forget

why I heavily pant,

once I sit

all the way down

I can now

figure out my next dance

Good For Your Health

As I make it

to the third point

of the termination

letter,

only anger

towards my enemy

surfaced

and I know better,

why should I

reflect on what I can’t

change

I am no beggar,

but then the need

to push and showcase the truth

mixes my feelings

like a blender,

so this

will be

the end

of a rant,

and now

the only thing

that you will read

is my early morning chant,

which will be

on something positive

because I

don’t believe in “I can’t”,

so with

the graces

of he who shall not be named

clear me of my damned, in fact

since my leaving

opportunity

has done nothing but

fall in my lap,

as soon as I leave

my back up plan

there’s always something to do

like reconnecting with those I lost contact with in the past,

now

instead of

dragging ass

my days are moving fast,

weekend

don’t come so soon

lets enjoy the moment

and really make it last,

I’m taking

big steps

shadows

no longer used for stealth,

lost unwanted

company

like fat around the body

I’m glad to use a belt,

In this

Arizona heat

cold-blooded hearts

easily burn or melt,

so I’ve decided

to be happy

because its

good for my health

The Art Of

you can’t

make everyone

happy

I’m learning that,

they want you to go left

but not from what is left

so you go and give them what is right

yet still you catch the same slack,

the master

wants the young grass hopper

to think that the pebble they have

no one can ever snatch,

however like art

words no matter how direct

are still but allusions for interpretation

to be in sync doesn’t always match,

games end and start

when both players play on a the table

and fast math still doesn’t calculate

the power in the sleight of hand,

so once the dust has settled

and the howling wind finally comes to a calm

and every one is being honest (the truth is out)

why do we continue to play pretend?!?!

if one has you

by the balls

how can you

stomp your feet/ wave your hands and still make demands?

so what comes to light

do we ignore when in our sights

or do we use the rapport we’ve built

and let them know we understand?

knip it

in the bud

before its gets

way to out of hand,

I guess

that’s what happen

and that’s why

I got canned,

we all know

the revolution is coming

 we (the company) don’t need a bottom of the barrel dummy

getting all these underprivileged  people in need to make a stand.

.

.

.

damn.

/////(the second bullet point that was made

on my termination

was that

we were discussing the kelly thomas case

and that I stated

that some police “show no restraint”.

This client I was speaking with

has an old retired vet

who knew the system

and was no down on his luck.

Instead of getting preachy

as the previous poem questioned,

and just agreeing with the man,

[I call it “yes, yes’in’em”]

They took that as one of my stances.

Which may or may not be

but that’s not the case

because its irrelevant

to the fact that I was trying to

sweep him off the phones,

as to what they [the company] apparently wanted

instead of getting into deep conversation

but even that didn’t sit well with them)////

Side swiped at the perfect time

People Hate

What They (can’t have and)

 Dont

Understand,

LIfe

is happening

with or without you

so to fait, what is your primary plan?

you may think

your playing poker

and the main hazard here

is not, to not let any one else see your hand,

 this is chess

with carefully calculated steps

properly matched and set

 to meet and get their demands,

so clap your hands

and wish evil’s

just will

goes away,

like a domino effect

touching every single thing

that slips in/ falls out or that gets

in or around its way,

all that slander

and all those lies

strictly and only for you self satisfies

leaving little to be happy about when I am given the “bad news of the day”,

so clouded in my self

I hardly had

any feeling

left to feel,

when the enemy

that’s been on my tail

sees her window

and complains to those that also see its appeal,

I’m threatening

because their bullshitting

does little to scare me or make me submit to the

kiss ass and wait in line sort of parade,

I answer to those who ask

so if ever given a task

and those in which are thirsty and ask

for water and flask,

in which case I have

do I shew them away?

 and say for those comments/that answer/this water

this company (my employer)

does not pay for me to relay?

heavens no

I pour until I can’t no more

and if in conversation we both agree

that we are all in the final end of days,

why should you be offended

if what we’re grieving over

isn’t in your interest

if it isn’t within your grasp

then this subject matter

is not for you, at least not today!

not everything

is meant for you

or against all of you

who happen to think and feel

the same way,

let the dead

Barrie the dead

the blind

lead the blind

and you your self

can go on and about

your own merry way!

I’m not soliciting

or trying to make commission

some one has a dollar

I have 4 quarters

and they have a feeling

I’m carrying change,

do I ignore whats been left at my door

my response is

I have nothing more

what I’ve been given

and what you’re asking for

I give freely

because it’s what ive been given

to gave,

my god has

set me in my path

forgiven my awful past

and set me in my ways,

I was side swiped

at the perfect time

because at this time

I wasnt going to move

until the building came down

in flames,

so now

by no other choice

I move away,

oh how

comments

pave

(this is the first installment

of a week-long series

of how people

who can’t grasp the situation

they only caught

a fraction of a piece of

can jump to conclusions

further building

an excerpt catalog

that led to my termination

from a company that

is supposed to help

those that are less fortunate

down and out

on their luck

know them selves

what is needed

but wanting confirmation

who am I to deny

what is placed in my heart

not by choice?)

///my termination letter will be uploaded at the end of the week

to show case and better illistrate the up coming poems ///

an out pour is coming

🙂     (: