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haunted

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , on August 14, 2009 by gothiclg

i never get a chance

to distill my visitors,

no matter how unwanted.

 

i’ve spent my years wondering

why me? ive

slowly become accustomed to

being haunted around every turn.

 

i know of my

help and of his

feelings but why are the rest undistilled?

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anything

Posted in poetry, romance with tags , , on August 7, 2009 by gothiclg

i’d give anything

to break this silece and keep

myself from

falling in and out.

 

i would love to

have someone that

i was afraid to let down.

 

i have to have something to

keep myself occuopied through

the times before

destructio takes its wake.

who is your god?

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , on August 6, 2009 by gothiclg
So many different Gods
Packaged and veiwed in
So many different ways it
Can get hard to remember
Who belongs to who.
So many different religions
That argue that their God
Is the best and the only,
That only those that want
To deny his existance for
Fun wouldn’t beleive in the
Same one as them.
Even within the same religion
The one they choose to call
God can be shown differntly
And the very dynamics of what
Is called a prayer to him
Can change with the seasons.
No one thinks that someone
Else’s beleifs could be correct.
Their own personall ones need
To be the only ones out there,
Everyone else needs to be wrong.
Who has ever thought to
Break the idea of a God or
Even many gods down to the
Basic DNA?
Who ever would have thought
That God could change from
Person to person and that
Every person could possibly
Be completely wrong?
So many people try to convert,
So many go to other countries
To preach their truth instead of
Leaving everyone to their own
Truth, no matter its age or the
State of taboo to other parts
Of the world.
Alone here in America hundreds
Of Gods are represented, even
If it’s just one kid beleiveing they
Were personally touched by the
Noodley appendage of the Great
Spagetti monster in their closet.
Why must we fight over who is
Right when we could all be wrong?

who is your god?

Posted in Uncategorized with tags on August 2, 2009 by gothiclg

So many different Gods
Packaged and veiwed in
So many different ways it
Can get hard to remember
Who belongs to who.

So many different religions
That argue that their God
Is the best and the only,
That only those that want
To deny his existance for
Fun wouldn’t beleive in the
Same one as them.

Even within the same religion
The one they choose to call
God can be shown differntly
And the very dynamics of what
Is called a prayer to him
Can change with the seasons.

No one thinks that someone
Else’s beleifs could be correct.
Their own personall ones need
To be the only ones out there,
Everyone else needs to be wrong.

Who has ever thought to
Break the idea of a God or
Even many gods down to the
Basic DNA?

Who ever would have thought
That God could change from
Person to person and that
Every person could possibly
Be completely wrong?

So many people try to convert,
So many go to other countries
To preach their truth instead of
Leaving everyone to their own
Truth, no matter its age or the
State of taboo to other parts
Of the world.

Alone here in America hundreds
Of Gods are represented, even
If it’s just one kid beleiveing they
Were personally touched by the
Noodley appendage of the Great
Spagetti monster in their closet.

Why must we fight over who is
Right when we could all be wrong?

Choke hold

Posted in Uncategorized with tags on February 3, 2009 by gothiclg

I keep old pictures

In a box in hopes

That the past wont

Come back to

Haunt me worse

Than it already does.

 

I know the image

Of him remains there

And wounder when

The choke hold he

Has on me will

Release and life

Will return to what

Others call normal.

 

I know I should

Be cautious given

History but when

Is it going too far?

poetry readings

Posted in class/school, friends, life, poetry, travel with tags , on January 23, 2009 by gothiclg

poetry readings are a fun time for many poets. their hosted in some schools as well as other venues. their a good way to spend a friday night and a good way to get comments on your own work.

i first started reading my own poetry for a largre crowd when the denver school of science and technology started the poetry cafe once a month every friday mourning three years ago. the entire school was present there (four hundred plus people): teachers, students, and occasionally visitors to the school. i got a lot of excellent comments and more often than not presented my own work. some comments would come from the litureature/writing department of the school but some also came from the students. thanks to email and laptops (both provided by the school year for the duration) helped with some comments for those who are busier.

now, at another high school (thomas jefferson), i plan attending another reading with a friend of mine. though i expect this to be reasonably smallewr than the swaree im used to attending (and reading at) since its being held in a single classroom i still beleive the reading will be as helpful as it has been for me in the past since there will be an interested audience present due to the time it begins. though the time is late there should be a decent turn out.

Servitude

Posted in life, pagan, poetry with tags , , on January 23, 2009 by gothiclg

I look through my dark

Cloud at the happy world

That always seems to

go on without me.

 

I force my way through

The required death and

Think of my god and

When he might

Come for me.

 

I wonder how painless

My death will be and if

I’ll know I’m

Dieing before it

Ever comes to be.

 

I wonder if I’ll

Be picked for the

Servitude of life

Or again to the

Servitude of love.