Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Autumn Breezes

My body is warm in the pseudo sun,
but I shiver as the fog blows into my mind.
the wind howls constantly,
so that I am deaf to reason.
The mist blinds me with an image of disclarity,
and the haze consumes my vision.
Leaves shift unpredictably deep in my awareness,
colliding with all that is central,
leaving me paralyzed with anticipation.

Outside the world,
there is no fog,
no secret's descent with a cloud.
They don't know of my challenges,
the load that I must bear.
To them, I am the fading fighter,
not ready to fall into the shadows
that grant salvation.
My gloomy burden lie far beyond their intuition,
and they will never know of my autumn breezes,
the dying summer breezes that bring me the fog
and invite me to the bittersweet haze.

Sunday, September 25, 2011

The Definition of Insanity

Sprinting and screaming.
Sweating and working.
Laughing and waiting.
Celebrating and bonding.
Walking and talking.
Eating and bravery.
Ridiculousy and infamy.
Trust and extremity.
Listening and hoping.
Arriving and anticipating.
Cutting and relieving.
Sleeping and resting.
Eating and revealing.
Driving and socializing.
Unloading and preparing.
Dressing and practicing.
Performing and learning.
Focusing and relaxing.
Painting and envisioning.
Spitting and asking.
Sprinting and begging.
Fixing and giving up.
Determination and obtaining.
Dashing and marching.
Warming and zoning.
Eliminating and becoming an independent gear.
Silence.

Doing and forgetting.
Perfection.
Retreating and disappointing.
Recessing and lining.
Recieving and accepting.
Leaving and chatting.
Loading and observing.
Moronizing and sitting.
Joking and confessing.
Fading and fighting.
Blackness.

Awaking and shocking.
Calling and speaking.
Stepping off and retrieving.
Waiting and telling.
Full circle.

Marching band trips.

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

An Average Conversation

Extraneous roots.
Estranged roots.

Push vs. Pull Essay.
Pushing what people say.

Jazz improvisation.
Living life improvised.

Saturday, September 10, 2011

Tiny Power

The smallest one with the greatest load.
The smallest one with the biggest two.
The smallest one bearing the most responsibility.
The smallest one creating the greatest din.
The biggest ones fall to the tiny.

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

The Difference Between a Tuba and a Guitar

Spinning cycle wheels,
devouring outer space,
digesting Jupiter in instants,
and holding it for eons.

Monday, September 5, 2011

One Who Abandons Another

The gloves smite my cheeks
as my eyes long to close.
White flashes before my eyes with each blow.
My face gleams red with blood,
Arms struggling to re-enter the scene,
muscle removed and replaced with pain.
The referee watches, but does not end the fight.
The lights remain, but the roar,
and the rage,
and the ring,
fade...

Vicious and Viscous

The acid thunders down the slope,
accelerating at an evil rate,
as it devours the hill beneath its avalanche.
I stand strong at the base of the hill,
braced for the impact,
but not the bite.

Sunday, September 4, 2011

The Worker

Wandering halls wandered by all,
a writhing maze of human flesh,
walls of chatter line walls of brick,
and floors newly waxed already showing scars of friction.

Always calm but for once an hour,
a flurry of people scrambling through,
all marching to a new death,
walking to their joys,
running to their melancholies.
Everyone feels differently.

I feel warm and belonging,
greeting friends and joking with unknown spirits,
Headed to math,
a snide determination and excitement fills me.

Saturday, September 3, 2011

Clubs

A plethora of social nuances
running rampant throughout the school.
Most accepted by the majority,
others shunned in fear.
Factors motivate each individual.
Some choose in need.
Others choose for fun.
Few choose for individuality,
but these few are rewarded.