poem
will you let it carry weight?
will you drown in the lake
by the barn
in some northeastern state?
probably not
what's illogical to some
makes sense to the rest
someone said "it'll be better..."
I didn't hear the rest of the sentence
I was too stoned to focus
what's the difference in hope and ignorance?
i'm not sure yet
maybe the fear of losing __________.
Where are we now
Momentary rain
Waiting for forest fires
Waiting to float down rivers
sleep by camp fires
Insecurity and Uncertainty are eternal beings of feelings waiting to be outgrown
There's a lot of magic in this world
Yet this world is but a one coordinate in an infinite, unfathomable unfolding
There's true humility in the nothingness we are
Together we are stronger
Together our energies unite
Waiting for forest fires, still making time to enjoy campfires
Campfires and marijuana
Smores and guitar moans
Keeping my house clean... ish
Improving where I can
Drawing stuff
Not writing quite enough
Thinking a lot
Still looking for a job
Where are we now?
Right where we began, my friends
Circle. Circle. Dot. Dot.
It don't matter much, but it matters enough.
Stuff and Things! Try to follow me.. my attention span is drifting to and fro more so than I'd like it to at the moment but as long as I keep typing it'll all spill out.
You should know Tom Waits is buzzing in my ears, I'm in a coffee shop down by PSU, it's grey and drizzly, the trees are sprouting green, and all the coffee shop voices bubbling over the music in my ears make my head spin in the direction of every happening.
There's a lot moving around me; that's what I'm trying to say. So much life! So many happenings!
BACK ON TRACK... BE FREE SALE!
There it is! All the deals! I stayed focus! I typed it out!
New stickers, buttons and other objects of propaganda are in the works.
I'm just making up as I go folks. Creating a lot of art these days!
Thanks for your support!
Be free fellow earthlings!
Be Free!
I have a meeting with a nice lady about publishing my poetry book: "Poems, Proverbs, and Other Absurd Words" next week. Ready to get this one printed and on to the next book.
If there's a place beyond the city lights; where the car's hum can't be heard
No airplanes above, only the songs being sung by birds
I want to go there.
That's where I need to be. To see what life was like before humanity.
I don't hate man; sometimes there's just too much noise.
I love rock n' roll but you don't know music until you've stood face to face with a giant waterfall.
I just want to escape for a little while to know it can be done.
Just for a little while then I'll return.
They say " you just want to die". Nothing is further from the truth.
It's this search for freedom that makes me feel alive.
I need to feel scared; to know something greater still wanders out there.
Beyond the concrete forest and the man made caves.
I know I'm not the only one who wonders.
I just need to escape the machines.
To run with the wild if only for a while.
If there's truly a place beyond the city lights; where the car's hum can't be heard that's where I want to go.
Quit trying to stop me; this fox isn't dumb.
Let me end the name calling before it begins.
Some people you think are friends are just long-term acquaintances.
That's okay, too.
They all have their use.
new poem, new thought, for new (second) book.
where do you think you're going?
i really don't know
i kind of make up as I go
insanity or enlightenment or maybe something more
just go with it; get lost in it
it doesn't matter what it's called
i just want a place to call my home
one day i'll die to the tide
i've seen it in my dreams at night
but now ain't the time
it's alright to be a little hesitant
most creatures are
but it's not until you let go
you find out who you really are
One book written and already have plans for 2 others. As soon as I raise the necessary funds for printing the first book they will be available for purchase via this very website: abcorduroy.com.
With that said if you have money to spare and a giving spirit please donate to my cause. Every little bit helps. There's only 1 backer in the last week. Help me out and let's get this book printed!
http://www.kickstarter.com/projects/1636325209/acorn-season-poems-proverbs-and-other-absurd-wordsHello one and all! I've created a kickstarter to help to cover the cost of printing my debut book of poetry and other words!
If you have the money to spare I'd be eternally grateful for anything you can contribute!
In return there are many incentives which include a Bookmark of Smoggie Catt, a poster inspired by the book (designed by Cody Pulliam), and all kinds of other little things.
Quit reading these words and just go to the page and see for yourself!
Here's a snapshot from my book: Acorn Season (Poems, Proverbs, And Other Absurd Words).
I plan to put up a Kickstarter in the next few days and have this thing printed by the end June. Cover art by: Cody Pulliam. Anyway, let me know your thoughts. Thanks!
The best adventures can't be photographed; they live on in sore muscles, sun scorched faces, poems, and songs.
Picture taken in Red Rock State Park in Arizona.
