• poetwarrior commented on the post, fading 2 weeks, 1 day ago

    fading
    my star which once shown so bright
    disappearing into the the blackness of the night
    my voice once loud and strong
    nothing more than a whisper lost amongst the throng
    dimming, waning…..
    vanishing
    once you looked upon me with wonder
    i was your true north, your guide
    i spoke words to build you, comfort, and cheer
    then, gradually,…[Read more]

  • poetwarrior commented on the post, irritable 2 weeks, 5 days ago

    do you ever have those days
    where you just wake up
    irritable?
    Angry at anything, everything
    ANYONE!
    Don’t look at me.
    Don’t talk to me.
    I struggle to overcome it
    in vain
    these are the swells of our human ocean
    the best choice…..
    curl your toes around the end of the board
    and ride out emotions wave

  • poetwarrior commented on the post, harmonica 3 weeks, 6 days ago

    I had always wanted a harmonica
    I was a boy, I liked to make noise
    My dad had a friend visit one day
    I remember he wore a suit and hat
    an older gentleman with stern expression
    He drove an old car
    what i learned later was a classic
    “Hello young man. Nice to meet you”
    “thank you sir.”
    I think I have something you just might like
    From…[Read more]

  • poetwarrior commented on the post, windy 1 month ago

    They called her Gale
    She was a force of nature
    she’d blow into your life
    whisking your heart away
    stealing the breath from your lungs
    But you didn’t mind that she was windy
    you never felt so alive
    and you would set off trying to chase her
    more, you wanted more
    no matter how you tried you couldn’t find her
    she only ever found you

  • poetwarrior commented on the post, startled 1 month, 2 weeks ago

    Always calm under pressure
    The bigger the dilemma
    the more i took it all in stride
    Until the day i was the one
    that caused the catastrophe
    I lost my temper
    exploded in a rage
    a hammer to her head
    It was then…the first time
    I was startled by calamity
    I never knew that havoc lived inside of me

  • poetwarrior commented on the post, tutor 1 month, 3 weeks ago

    corpulent
    yeah it has nothing to do with tutor
    after all, who ever got fat from learning
    i mean, you’d have to be hungry
    really hungry
    you’d want to eat a lot
    ain’t no dick and jane thing
    you’d have to pig out on Tolstoy and Hugo
    Nah…..no one wants to get fat from that
    Pass me the Shakespeare, please!

  • poetwarrior commented on the post, defy 3 months, 1 week ago

    defy the status quo
    swim against the flow
    i will not go where others go
    i am not a sheep
    i will not march complacently
    trudging to inevitable slaughter
    my blood to give
    my flesh to be consumed
    i shall not obey
    the commands of heartless masters
    to their voice I will not respond
    call me black
    chide me for my nonconformity
    dare not ask…[Read more]

  • poetwarrior commented on the post, swerve 5 months, 3 weeks ago

    office party
    glad-handing
    social swerve
    oh look! another hors d’oeuvre
    look at that dress!
    She’s got some nerve
    keep an eye on the crowd
    observe
    never know what you might learn
    he’s such a suck up
    hope he gets what he deserves
    There goes Bob chasing a skirt
    what a perv!
    driving the corporate curves

  • poetwarrior commented on the post, lens 5 months, 4 weeks ago

    Dr. Optometrist, oopsie!
    I believe you’ve made an error
    I ordered rose-colored glasses
    This pair is crafted 20/20
    One lens dark, the other dreary
    Perfect focus on misery
    Please sir, my view of the world
    Already bleak and jaded
    Would you please try again
    This time, hopefully shaded

  • poetwarrior commented on the post, circular 6 months ago

    Morning breaks and production begins
    Extra! Extra! Read all about
    The handbills of our heart, Today’s Edition
    We distribute our opinions throughout the day
    What should be leaflets of love
    Often become circulars of cynicism
    Mailers that malign our fellow man
    Those reading the message we deliver
    Left feeling discouraged and d…[Read more]

  • poetwarrior commented on the post, recording 6 months ago

    I’ve heard about a book
    In which an angel is recording
    All the good or evil we do
    And that someone day
    We’ll have to give an account
    Judged as righteous or wicked
    Now, I don’t know if that’s true
    But I do know we humans
    In invisible notebooks
    Are recording all the rights and wrongs
    We feel are committed against us
    And every day we…[Read more]

  • poetwarrior commented on the post, laughing 6 months ago

    I try and fail
    “Get up, try again”
    I follow this internal voice
    once again I fall flat on my face
    “Don’t give up!”
    Invisible cheerleader within my soul
    Another attempt, another blunder
    Each time I rise it gets harder and harder
    My body seems ever heavier
    “You can do it!”
    another defeat
    still, slowly, to my feet I rise
    amidst the…[Read more]

  • poetwarrior commented on the post, glow 6 months ago

    oh that glow!
    when the cheeks redden
    happy radiance
    you know you’ve touched the soul
    set the heart on fire
    the color on her face
    a reflection of love’s flame

  • poetwarrior commented on the post, driveway 6 months, 1 week ago

    i parked my car in the driveway
    like a rocket on a launching pad
    ’72 Dodge Charger
    Shiny black, polished every week
    oh so fast, oh so sleek
    one day started to leave
    my dad said stop
    you need to wait
    I have to go, I’m going to be late
    I hustled out the door
    there to my dismay
    a tree fallen across my car
    took my breath away
    my baby!…[Read more]

  • poetwarrior commented on the post, district 6 months, 1 week ago

    segment, separate
    white, black, Hispanic
    jew, Christian, muslim
    divide us all
    put us each in our own district
    would we then be color-blind
    would we hate less?
    would we get along
    we know the answer
    of course not
    for race and belief are not the enemy
    the enemy is our soul
    that seeks only the best for itself
    so quickly we will…[Read more]

  • To the houses of the holy
    we march
    shame and guilt
    millstones of our soul
    to find the tool to chip them away
    free us from our agony
    but salvation is not to be found
    among the pious, religious
    but from humble faith
    pure and unpretentious

  • poetwarrior commented on the post, steak 6 months, 2 weeks ago

    how do you like your steak?
    I like mine just like I like my life
    mostly raw…..a bit warm
    dripping with tantalizing juices
    blood flowing
    wild, primal
    tender, succulent
    melting in my mouth
    sensual experience
    savoring deliciousness
    Now that’s life!

  • poetwarrior commented on the post, tutorial 6 months, 2 weeks ago

    life doesn’t come with one
    there is no “Living for Dummies”
    No tutorial on how to be born
    how to die
    or fill the spaces in between
    your life is an original
    unlike any other before
    and learning only comes
    through trial and error
    falling, failing, sorrow and tear
    we grow, we dream, we hope
    one breath at a time
    each day a new…[Read more]

  • poetwarrior commented on the post, beard 6 months, 3 weeks ago

    In this modern age
    Where manhood appears to be lost
    There are still those who stand and defend
    Who will not be deterred by insurmountable challenges
    Those who will fiercely beard injustice
    Who bristle at the thought of the weaker
    Maligned by abominable oppressor
    Possessing noble character
    Soldiers of pure heart
    Superheroes in…[Read more]

  • poetwarrior commented on the post, resident 6 months, 3 weeks ago

    So long ago
    You became a resident of my heart
    The first time I saw you, 4th grade
    I felt a longing inside I’d never known before
    You were beautiful to me
    Like a fairy tale, magic, mystery
    The world changed for me that day
    Then you moved away
    The first time I felt my soul tortured
    When I got home from school
    Tossed myself upon my bed…[Read more]