Saturday, December 26, 2009

Use A Mirror

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deppir si eriw elgnis a spahreP

Rhyme inspired by my broken phone
And Sesame Street "Monster in the Mirror"

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

And I Know How It Feels To Walk Out On Your Own

I'm over it
I have to admit
I'm over empty apartments
Empty heart compartments
I'm over working early
Doing my hair curly
I'm over worrying
The outside flurrying
I'm over crying
My hope just dying
I'm over wondering
Stupid words blundering
I'm over you
There are a few
I'm over the snow
Not much of a hero
I'm over singing
Ice cold air stinging
I'm over working late
Being here, I hate
I'm over this
I wanna be home for Christmas

Rhyme inspired by coming home to
an empty apartment all week
And by Yellowcard "Empty Apartment"

Sunday, December 20, 2009

Open Me Up And You Will See

I was born in Seattle
Northern Washington
We moved down to Camas
Southern Washington

Roy was the next spot
To catch and drag us out
A summer in Michigan
And to Utah was our route

White house, yellow house
The red was even greater
Hundreds of peers and teachers
To Detroit, one year later

I've been the new kid
Eighteen plus times
'twas only a matter of days
Before I wrote this rhyme

New beginnings,
I can have my own zoo
With all of the mascots
For this prolonged haiku

It is how I live
Can't remember all the houses
Or all "my" rooms
It's like changing blouses

So you tell me why
This throwback to old fun
Feels so good
To someone always on the run

Back to the basics
Is honey to my lips
An old school reunion
Makes the beat of my heart skip

Rhyme inspired by New Beginnings
And Ingrid Michaelson "Be Ok"

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

There's Gotta Be A Heaven Somewhere, Could You Save Me From The Hell?

And I'm tired of sleepless nights
And mental fights
I'm tired of feeling well
And then to feel like hell
I'm tired of being alone

Rhyme inspired by let downs and
road blocks and hitting things
And Justin Timberlake "Losing My Way"

Monday, December 14, 2009

Here I am Again

I've listened to this so many times
I have no times for newer rhymes

Rhyme inspired by a song that touches my
heart and keeps me listening over again
"He Hears Me" sung by Laura Jones

Bright Silver Moons

Memories never fade
Even though they should
Gently sweeping 'cross my mind
Hell and Heaven good
After years of thinking
No more thoughts can come
May I have a new thought please?
And stop from being numb
Really that would do the trick
I think it would be nice
Even though my echoed thoughts
Let my mind think twice

Rhyme inspired by MML, memories
And Yellowcard "Rocket"

I Can Feel You Breathing, And It's Keeping Me Awake

Bedtime comes and I can't sleep
Even though it's late
Night is here, and the dark is deep
But slumber, my eyes hate
And though I try and leave my thoughts
I cannot shut them down
Like in a fisher's net I'm caught
Eyes red and mind left to drown
Yet I'll try once more...

Rhyme inspired by insomniatic thoughts
And Yellowcard "Breathing"

Friday, December 11, 2009

I Mean With Everyone

I hate lotion and chapstick
And stuff like that
I hate smothering it on
Dry skin to combat
Chapped lips on top of that

Even if I use the stuff
My lips still peel and hurt
It makes me mad
And so chapstick, I avert
And the lotion I don't squirt

It's a weakness, yes, I know
I'd rather sit and dry up
So I sit and stare
With my nose stuck up
When really I should butter up

Rhyme inspired by chapped lips
And Relient K "Chap Stick, Chapped
Lips, And Things Like Chemistry"

Monday, December 7, 2009

I've Been Dying To Tell You Anything You Want To Hear

I'm done hun
How's that for a rhyme?
It's time to run
You're running outta time
The fun is done
The clock is gonna chime
This isn't a pun
My heatbeat's gonna climb
Is that look, stun?
I've committed no crime
No bullet in this gun
I've a penny, not a dime
I'm meek as a lion
As clean as the grime
As dark as the sun
At midday noontime
I'm sick of tension
Even now in its prime
Now you're the one
Speechless as a mime

Rhyme inspired by frustration
And Fall Out Boy "Sugar We're Going Down"

Saturday, December 5, 2009

Until You Get Your Check Next Week

Open, pull, lift, lay
Putting stickers on the books
In and out, everyday
Cleaning out all the nooks

Up and down the isles
I clean up on my way
All the different styles
For which people pay

Working at a bookstore
Makes me feel real smart
Not that I read much more
But I can still play the part

"Yes, that's a good one"
I say without a thought
"I would take it and run,
Before the last one's bought"

But let's be honest,
I've never read the books
And my opinion's the wannest
That anyone ever took

Maybe I could try and see
What the books all say
But then I would have to read
Instead of play all day

Rhyme inspired by working day
after day at the bookstore
And a humerous throwback to junior
high "Bills, Bills, Bills" by Destiny Child

Friday, December 4, 2009

Seize The Day Or The Day Will Seize You

My head is throbbing and my throat is sore
I've used enough kleenex for me and you
And all this coughing, I truly abhore
I'm worn out, my abs hurt, my head is blue

I turn the bottle in my shaky hands
The purpley syrup sticks to the sides
The sticker on the front, peeled off, expands
A sticky cherry smell talks to me and confides

"It's time to sleep, and it's time to rest"
A disgusted look sweeps across my face
The tiny plastic cup filled with a nasty mess
I swallow quickly and then cough, displaced

I stumble to bed and try to sleep
It doesn't take long until I'm overcome
Crazy dreams come and bury me deep
When I awake, my senses are dumb

I hate this stuff that makes my chest heavy
But's it's better than coughing all night
So I take it before bed and wake up unsteady
Maybe tomorrow I will feel alright

Rhyme inspired by my new dependence
on Nyquil for sleep
And Flynn "Nyquil"

Saturday, November 28, 2009

We Would See The Beauty Then We Would Stand Staring In Awe

I'm thankful for family
I'm thankful for friends
I'm thankful for the gospel
I'm thankful it doesn't end

I'm thankful for music
I'm thankful for food
I'm thankful for safety
I'm thankful for good

I'm thankful for happiness
I'm thankful for love
I'm thankful for knowledge
I'm thankful for God above

I'm thankful for beauty
I'm thankful for thoughts
I'm thankful for so much!
I'm thankful for lots!

Rhyme inspired by a day of Thanksgiving
And Bright Eyes "Bowl of Oranges"

Monday, November 23, 2009

You Might Regret What You Let Slip Away

Ready to take you for all you are worth
Eating up your insides until you are sick
Granted to follow you through this earth
Resenting the moment when you picked
Everything you've done from your birth
To the very last moment the clock ticks

Rhyme inspired by advice to live my life without regret
And Jason Mraz "Geek In The Pink"

Thursday, November 19, 2009

I Feel You Behind Me, But How Did You Find Me Here?

Breathe in.
Walk in the light is the song that we sing
As we try not to get lost in the dark
Children of light, know where they're going
Just as Christ's tender, teaching remark

Breathe out.
However so many choose not to believe
The countless miracles done by His hand
Though they've seen, they cannot conceive
For they know not where they stand

Breathe in.
Their eyes are blind and their hearts are hard
The validity of their trusting eyes has been pealed
The heart in their chest is iron and barred
If only they would keep the faith and be healed

Breathe out.
But where am I on this list of the faithfull professed
Do I turn and run with all faith? Do I trust or fail?
No, I stand in my own extremity and sedition confessed
No more, I say, no more. I turn, run, and exhale

Rhyme inspird by St. John 12:35-40
And David Wilcox "How Did You Find Me Here?"
And Paul Cardall "Breathe"

Monday, November 16, 2009


The purging of or relieving of pent-up emotional tension
Discharge of stifled emotions so as to result in the alleviation
Of the symptoms or of the permanent relief of the condition
The therapeutic result of this process, known as abreaction

Accomplished through certain kinds of art, as tragedy or music
After an overwhelming experience, it restores or refreshes the spirit
Described by Aristotle as an effect on audience, drama that is tragic
This is what I mean when I say that something truly is cathartic

Whatever it might be that allows one to feel that they're releasing
The emotions they feel that seem to be uncontrollably increasing
Pain or hurt or frustration that flows out of a person who is ceasing
To see themselves the way that portrays their potential not decreasing

That's the name of this blog that seems so random and directionless
Drifting waves of thought that freely rise and fall, though i'm oceanless
Catharsis is the purpose for which all my blogs result in motionless
Words working together to form a whole, yet completely notionless

Rhyme inspired by a cathartic trip to Rexburg
And a song I can always put my emotion into
"My Boo" by Usher featuring Nelly

Saturday, November 14, 2009

I Can't Go On Like This Much Longer

This is probably the one and only time
I will say it like it is without using a rhyme
Usually I hide behind the words and the verse
Because it's hard to say everything unrehearsed

But I'm gonna let it come straight out of my mind
And I'll let the words come just like they are blind
I am struggling to understand the cause,
The reason behind the feelings when I pause

It's like, when I'm busy, I really am fine
But when I stop and have some personal time
I just, have this dull ache that doesn't go away
I try and think it off, and shake it off, but it stays

The thing that I don't let people understand at all
Is that even when I smile, when i'm struggling, it's false
I think it actually hurts more to smile through the hurt
But I don't want people to feel like they have to comfort

I just want one person to care about how I am doing
Like, genuinely care, and not have any previous cuing
But I always feel selfish when I start to think this way
So I go out to love others, but let's be honest, inside, I pay

I don't want to just run away again and leave it
But sometimes I just don't know how to relieve it
Everything I try to do to loosen it's rediculous grip
Just seems to make it worse and make me trip

I don't know. Maybe i'm just being a dumb girl
Maybe it's still, when I feel like it's all a whirl
I wonder when the storm will break, like a fever
Running down the field, like a open wide receiver

But for some reason, I think that it's somehow climbing
I'm just glad I can express myself without just rhyming
I feel a little better choosing not to hide behind freestyles
I guess i'll just keep on trucking down this road for awhile

Rhyme inspired by coming back to an empty apartment,
well...most everything feels empty actually...
And Relient K "I So Hate Consequences"

So Done With Wishing You Were Still Here

You never know when you'll be gone
It could be tomorrow, or not very long

I had a friend in high school who did just this
Was there one day, but the next day was missed

I went to the viewing within minutes of the news
As I looked in at his face, the truth I refused

He was just there, not too long before
But then he was motionless, I swore

I went to the funeral before my big track meet
I walked into the church and found myself a seat

I listened to the service and then there was a lunch
I wasn't very hungry, for my stomach had been punched

On my way to Ypsi, the radio played a song
That forever will remind me of my friend John

I'm so sick of love songs, I can't hear one more
I listened, as I cried, and tried my best to ignore

I thought about his family and all his friends
I thought about his girl who met him at his end

I competed terribly at the meet that day
I don't really blame myself, I must say

But now, years later, the same song plays
And I can't help but think, I might be gone today

Rhyme inspired by John Mitchell
And NeYo "So Sick"

Thursday, November 12, 2009

There Are 9 Million Bicycles In Beijing

Green and sleek, was his frame and model
When he was brand new
Now he's lying there, with no more throttle
Time has taken it's due

Riding along the road with no care at all
Was the task at hand
It wasn't my intention, but he got mauled
During the crash-land

So this is a rhyme devoted to his journey
Through the road of time
Now he's being taken away on a gurney
Almost at his prime

Rhyme inspired by my bike, Eunice
And "Bicycle Samba"

Sunday, November 8, 2009

No Matter What I Do, I Feel The Pain

It's weird ya know, this ache I feel
It's almost like it's resistant
It's deep, it's there, it's very real
It's mad and sad and persistant

The weirdest thing is that I don't
Understand exactly what it is
Although I search, I can't, I won't
Find the answer to this quiz

Even when I dodge and duck
It's still right on my tail
It's a punch right to the stomach
It's the head right on the nail

The weirdest part is that I see
It has to be this way
It has to go this path to be
Happier for yet another day

Rhyme inspired by having to come back
And NSYNC "Tearin' Up My Heart" (the chorus)

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

And Honey You Know Me, It's All Or None

Running away won't do the trick
Working and thinking just make me sick
Going home helped tons but still
There is no "happy-go-lucky" pill

I'd like to say that the answers I know
But that's a lie that I can't blow
I don't know what I want to do
I don't know what I want from you

The only thing I know for sure
Is that I know nothing of cures
I felt so great and a peaceful rest
When I agreed that we did what's best

But now I am so so very confused
I feel like my emotions, I have abused
I pray and pray and pray and wait
I'll just have to settle my own debate

I don't know if I will return
Even if it is what I yearn
Is it good? Is it right?
I'll think it over one more night

Rhyme inspired by sleepless nights
And Missy Higgins "Where I Stood"

Thursday, October 29, 2009

I'd Rather Stay Awake When I'm Asleep

If I had a million hugs,
I'd turn them into stars
And put them in the sky above,
They'd see them clear from mars
Then I'd turn them into raindrops,
To wash away your tears
Finally to hugs again,
They'd take away your fears

Rhyme inspired by Summer Florence
And Owl City "Fireflies"

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Do One Thing Everyday That Scares You

Looking around it becomes suddenly clear
A place never seen before, is here
The rocks, the sky and the traveled trail
Are all new down to the finest detail

Choices to make, based on what is seen
Steps to take with jumps in between
It's hard to tell if it's right or wrong
That's why I keep listening to this song

Sometimes it's sunny, but sometimes it rains
Just keep on walking, even through the pain
Turning the corner there's a beauitful look
Is this the path that originally I took?

The next steps are hard, feet covered in blood
The storms come down, turn the path to mud
Everyday is different, yet everyday's the same
The search for survival is much more than a game

I haven't got a clue, so don't take my advice
I'll tell you what you want to hear, paint the picture nice
Go where you've never been, get a grip
It's fun and it hurts, but you won't regret the trip

Rhyme inspired by "Everyone Is Free To Wear Sunscreen"

Monday, October 26, 2009

Vegetarian Goodbye

Beef, pork, chicken, sheep
Are all kinds of different meat
Bacon, sausage, turkey, fish
Every meat that you could wish
Squirrel, rabbit, possum, rat
Vegetables really aren't all that
Gator, coon, dolphin, duck
With some sauce, if you've got luck
Beaver, bison, pigeon, snake
All mixed in with some beefsteak
Elk, moose, deer, bear
It's all good cuz I don't care

Rhyme inspired by a month of being a vegetarian
And Jimmy Buffett "Cheeseburger In Paradise"

Monday, October 19, 2009

It Is Not The Work Of God That Is Frustrated, But The Work Of Man

If you take it apart by notes,
And listen to each individual sound
It isn't the masterpiece the artist wrote
For the flow and the rhythm are bound

But if you bear on and hear it complete
You will find it works together for good
The rise and the fall, combined with the beat,
Do exactly what they promised they would

Just as with music, our lives are the same
We cannot observe only now
And expect to see the masterpiece framed
We must trust that God sees the how

So as we experience the music of life
We musn't get down on the present
But rather push through the pain and the strife
For the intent of our being is quite pleasant

Rhyme inspired by Lindsey Crandall and D&C 3:1-3
And Paul Cardall's rendition of
"A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief"

Sunday, October 18, 2009

So Now You Finally Know, You Control Where You Go. You Can Steer

"You" by Edgar Guest
You are the fellow that has to decide
Whether you'll do it or toss it aside.
You are the fellow who makes up your mind
Whether you'll lead or will linger behind
Whether you'll try for the goal that's afar
Or just be contented to stay where you are.
Take it or leave it. Here's something to do!
Just think it over --- It's all up to you!

What do you wish? To be known as a shirk,
Known as a good man who's willing to work,
Scorned for a loafer or praised by your chief,
Rich man or poor man or beggar or thief?
Eager or earnest or dull through the day,
Honest or crooked? It's you who must say!
You must decide in the face of the test
Whether you'll shirk it or give it your best.

Nobody here will compel you to rise;
No one will force you to open your eyes;
No one will answer for you yes or no,
Whether to stay there or whether to go.
Life is a game, but it's you who must say,
Whether as cheat or as sportsman you'll play.
Fate may betray you, but you settle first
Whether to live to your best or your worst.

So, whatever it is you are wanting to be,
Remember, to fashion the choice you are free.
Kindly or selfish, or gentle or strong,
Keeping the right way or taking the wrong,
Careless of honor or guarding your pride,
All these are questions which you must decide.
Yours the selection, whichever you do;
The thing men call character's all up to you!

Posting of Poem inspired by ward conference
And Missy Higgins "Steer"

Friday, October 16, 2009


This subject is so hard for me
To explain and express effectively
It's the way I spell it, L-O-V-E
That seems to be done differently

You have noticed it's the subject of choice
When I sit down to write out my thoughts unvoiced
It's the solution to this puzzle in which I rejoice
It's the constant ear ringing, unignorable noise

I wonder if I am even capable
To take these words so unshapeable
And in one stanza make inescapable
My definition of love. It's jape-able

Constant, deep, strong, safe, endless
Willing, bold, consuming, crazy, honest
Surprising, imperfect, enveloping, voracious
Sanguine, unstoppable, vibrant, tenacious

Rhyme inspired by thinking too much
And Nat "King" Cole "L-O-V-E"

Thursday, October 15, 2009

Their Prowess is Potent and Secretly Stern

The movies all say that someday you'll know
When your love is true and perfectly sure
But it's hard to believe that's the way it'll go
There seems to be no sickness to match the cure

This and more I thought as I sat on my bed
Abundantly pouring my heart and soul
Inadequate words are what filled my head
When I overwhelmingly saw the picture, whole

Panicked and scared I took deep breaths
I told myself sternly, "It's now or never"
Willing to die a thousand shameless deaths
Confidently waiting. Maybe forever

Reading this poem is a small sort of sadness
Realizing again I am lacking in words
To fully express my heart's certain gladness
And the flight of my hope as a million birds

In words much like those of Dr. Sues
I'm here to stay and I'll stay right here
From the front of the engine to the rear caboose
It's clear and sincere that I want you near

Rhyme inspired by long walks in the rain late at night
And Cake "The Distance"

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Sometimes Silence Can Seem So Loud

I've never felt like I was standing on the edge of a cliff
Looking down at the rocks and river below
Toes creeping just over the dirt beneath my feet
Up my fingertips to my legs the chills flow

I've never felt like I was flying way high above
All the people and trees and cares
The wind making my eyes water and tear
Convinced to all end that nothing else compares

I've never felt like I was going to burst with joy
My cheeks hurting from an overused smile
Shivering with excited uncontrollable explosions
Feeling like it would all be worthwhile

I've never felt that
Have you?
Oh. You have?
...Maybe I have too

Rhyme inspired by a breath of air
And the ever so loved "I Believe I Can Fly" by R. Kelly

These Things Take Forever. I Especially Am Slow

Just tell me you will
It's 2:58 and I can't sleep
In the safe zone I spill
All my feelings I can no longer keep
Droppin it like it's a skill
I know it's all kind of steep
Just tell me you will
It's 3:03 and I weep
This empty space you fill
Won't you take this leap?
I'm running, but i'm still
No promises I can keep
My stomach feels kinda ill
I'm a little more than knee-deep
It's 3:10. Just tell me you will

Bright Eyes "First Day of My Life"

Monday, October 12, 2009

The Best of Me is Still Hiding Up My Sleeve

I didn't understand when they said
"When we leave here the 'real world' is lurking"
I argued 'til in the face I was red
And laughed as I just kept on working

"The 'real world" I thought "is the stupidest thing"
"To ever invent or desire"
Little did I know in a cage it was pawing
To envelop me like the flames of a fire

I understand now what they meant when they insisted
When we left there the 'real world' was present
It's not so much that the 'real world' existed
They just meant they'd be altered and different

Rhyme inspired by talks about 'the real world'
And John Mayer "No Such Thing"

Sunday, October 11, 2009

Like Giving Food To The Hungry

Do you ever wonder how
People smile through the tears?
When it's plain to see that now
They're caught up in their fears

We look right past. Voluntarily
And try not to get involved
"Not now" "I'm busy, you see"
"I've got my own to solve"

But maybe we should help 'em out
We could try it once or twice
See what "service" is all about
Just smile and be nice?

Pretty soon it starts to catch
You talk to all you view
Contemplating, your head you scratch
"Is this why I feel brand new?"

You can't stop, before you know it
It happens all the time
But it's ok, your love's legit
Sometimes you even write rhymes

Rhyme inspired by church today
And "Better People" by Xavier Rudd
(introduced to me by Natalie Bliss)

Saturday, October 10, 2009


I don't feel like rhyming
Cuz i'm only creative when I'm content
I get all off on timing
And my words are crooked and bent
So if you're reading this tonight
My apologies
It's bland and dumb and meaningless
Maybe tomorrow I'll unfreeze

Rhyme inspired by sarcasm, frustration, and a hint of lonliness
Also, the over-dramatic "The Voice Within" by Christina Aguilera

Monday, October 5, 2009


I taught the children their colors and shapes
I rang up produce, apples and grapes
I tutored spanish for kids in need
I corrected their tests in lightning speed
I assisted a teacher clerically
I figured out grades numerically
I made pizza and sandwiches
I trained weights for women of all ages
I counseled youth in the gospel
I worked at an animal hospital
I mixed the flour and the dough
I helped take food to kids in the ghetto
I counseled counselors, it was fun
When will my resume finally be done?

Rhyme inspired by the countless resumes and
applications I have filled out today
And Dolly Parton "9 to 5"

My List To Do Makes Me Kinda Blue

-get dressed
-clean up mess
-get employed
-don't get annoyed
-clean room
-plan costume
-make treat
-covet meat
-wash clothes
-shop Lowe's
-paint walls
-make phone calls
-family swapping
-grocery shopping
-make a rhyme
-don't waste time

Rhyme inspired by everyday life
And Sparkadia "Too Much To Do"

Sunday, October 4, 2009

There's Always Gonna Be Another Mountain

I went on a hike
With a friend that I like
And walked through the National Forest
We huffed and puffed
And saw lots of stuff
On the mountain of the National Forest
We found a rock
Where we could talk
Above the trees of the National Forest
And looked through the snow
At the valley below
That cold, wet National Forest
I rolled up my sleeves
And picked colored leaves
That grew in the National Forest
Now I am back
With a game plan attack
That I learned in the National Forest
Be happy and nice
Make a small sacrifice
Climb my Mountain and National Forest

Rhyme inspired by Miley Cyrus "The Climb"

Thursday, October 1, 2009


I ran away from home one day
To see if I could jump and play
Far away from bills to pay
Just like it was a holiday

In the building on display
Were others who had gone away
All lined up in great array
People walking by would say

"How I wish I wouldn't stay
Here where it's so dark and grey
Please, Oh please! I beg. I pray!
Let's get out! Let's plan a way!"

I think, "Yes! You can! You may!"
See if you can jump and play
Or in grassy fields you lay
Far away from stress and pain

I packed my bags. It's all okay
I took no thought. Took no delay
I ran away from home one day
Just like it was a holiday

Rhyme inspired by Logan, UT
and Black Eyed Peas "Let's Get It Started"

Wednesday, September 30, 2009

You Can't Help That You're So Ugly, But You Coulda Stayed Home

My grandpa used to take me aside and say
"Do yourself a favor and don't get old"
Cuz your knees and your will back will start to pay
And before you know, you're overbearingly bold

You'll start to buy your grandkids ungly sweaters
Which they'll only wear in pictures they send you
You'll begin buying silk flowers and feathers
And use them with lace to spice up your do

People will forget that you still are kickin'
You'll probably forget most of the time yourself
In retirement, your pockets, the young start pickin
Trying to build themselves their own little wealth

Your friends will die and your weekends are spent
Going to funerals. You'll be so used to black
Soon your mind will go, you forget what you meant
When you ordered a hundred prunes in a pack

So do yourself a favor and don't get old
Stay young and spry for the rest of your days
Cuz sittin in the grave all frozen and cold
Just isn't as great as all the old folks say

Rhyme inspired by the Colonel
and the old lady I sat next to in Institute today
and Alphaville "Forever Young"

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

I Love You Like Pocahontas Loves John Smith

Some people think they know Shakespeare's tragedy
When they read about the girl on the balcony
But let's be real, it's his deepest rhapsody
Sit you there and hear how I remedy
I love you like a classic loves a parody
I love you like a rhythm loves a melody

If you don't believe, from my heart I spake
I'll spit it to you strait, leave no room for mistake
I love you like a fat kid loves his cake
I love you like a con artist loves it fake

Some people mess, that love's just romance
It ain't only for lovers, not just a step to a dance
I love you like an emo kid loves girl pants
I love you like napoleon loves ruling france

As a mother explains to her young daughter
People kill for love, some will even slaughter
I love you like a fish loves swimming in water
I love you like Nelly loves to get it "Hotter"

So back to Shakespeare's play and set
He meant much more than an emotional debt
I love you like Romeo loves Juliet
I love you like a fighter pilot loves his jet

Don't get confused by my intensive care
I only choose to go where most lovers won't dare
I love you like my lungs love sucking air
I love you like a tetris addict loves the square

When people say you can't love all alone
They're looking at love in the wrong kind of tone
I love you like the royalty loves the throne
I love you like ice cream loves a cone

So if you're reading my monologue
If you're pulled down with relationship smog
Just remember, as you comprehend this log

I love you like a 5th grader loves to play pogs
I love you like a blind man loves his dog
I love you like new tennis shoes love a jog
I love you like a plumber loves a clog
I love you like a princess loves a frog
I love you like a jew loves a synagogue

Love is meant for all, and that's my epilogue
I love you like a freestyle loves this blog

Rhyme inspired by Michelle Godfrey
and Garth Brooks "Wrapped Up In You"

Monday, September 28, 2009

When You Are Blue Wear Red

Welcome to Detroit City
I've seen things I wish I'd not, people dying on the spot
The city carries it heavy and hot, everybody is an enemy to be fought
I don't understand why people gotta end with a shot
It takes more than I got, to understand this plot

My memories expressed to only those who know me best
But i'm unimpressed by my lack of interest
How can I act so selfishly when I am so blessed?
It's time that I invest and be the one that I've professed

Only I know where I've been
I know the thickness of my skin
Me and my kin, we sin, but always come back here again
The changes in my life only begin to trickle in

But I still think about, all those kids who live without
When their life is a drought and they got nothin but doubt
Running the same route, just to find there's no way out
There's nothin I can do. Put my pillow to my face and shout

Rhyme inspired by the headlines of the Detroit News and
Chrystal Bailey, Delores Hubbard, Cabrina Coleman,
Sade, Telonda and Khadeadra
Music by NDubz "Strong Again"

Sunday, September 27, 2009

How Bad You Think You Got It? Somebody Else Got It Worse Than You

Run my fingers through my hair,
Suck in deep the cold night air
Not sure if I can aid
But you better believe
All effort is made
Just wanna see that all is well
Take away a piece of your hell
As I work as hard as I can
In behalf of my fellow man
Maybe a piece of this confusion
Will hinder the illusion
That i'm here for only me
And other people i'll start to see

Rhyme inspired by Nelly "Nobody Knows"
Special Attention to the part of the song at 2:30 and 3:16

Saturday, September 26, 2009

I Can Tell That We Are Gonna Be Friends

I sit and wait for the sun to rise,
The sun peaks in, I shut my eyes
I sit in bed for hours at end
And wait for you, my inspiring friend
I cannot see how you lift me up,
But please don't stop, help me fill my cup
A simple thing for me you do
A walk and talk, to feel almost new
So thanks again for bringing me with
You'll probably never read this Emily Smith

Rhyme inspired by Emily Smith
and The White Stripes "We're Going to Be Friends"

There's a place inside that you can hide

I'm sitting on my bed, wearing nothing but red
Listening to the same song over the same
I listen intently as the artist sings, "Eye of the Hurricane"
Think about the life I live,
and wonder what I choose to give
The rain, the wind, the storm around,
I can't even feel my feet on the ground
It feels like I might stop breathing today,
But my lungs expand and live anyway.
I ask myself as I stand in the rain,
"Am I riding the Hurricane?"

Rhyme inspired by "Eye of the Hurricane"
by David Wilcox