The Emotional Driver: October 2009

Friday, October 30, 2009

Autumn Sense

The crisp bite of air as it leaks through your clothes
Your nose slightly red and drippy
Cool outside temps with muggy warmness in
These are the feelings of autumn

Smoke fires burning apple wood and leaves
Warm bread baking, cinnamon apple spice and hot cocoa
Rain, earth tilled soil
These are the smells of autumn

Hot cocoa and warmed apple cider
Butternut squash turned into soup
Sweet candy delights and sugary breath
Oh the tastes of autumn

Hi hazy clouds moving in the breeze
The angle of light the paleness of the shine
Long extended shadows by the sun low in the sky
The color of leaves and the exiting green of mountains
All bring forth the subtle changes of a visual autumn

Yes I Love the Girl

Yes I love the girl
Cause she knows who I am
Even when she's far away
She always takes a stand

Yes I love the girl
Cause I know who she is
Even when I'm far away
I still feel her kiss

And your just with some guy
And I'm just with some girl
Even though we're not together
We fill each others world

And we will always stay
As constant as the stars
Like islands in the stream
Our thoughts are never far

And we will never doubt
What these feelings are all about
And someday when the stars align
Our hearts may beat as one
And we will take to sailing to our islands in the stream

Thursday, October 29, 2009

Free from Boxes

I cannot fit into a box
Nor a cage like a pet

The person I am needs freedom
And open space around

No chains of commitment
Can persuade my trust

Like a Barbie in a cage
Swinging from her trapeze
A diorama of our relationship
Displayed inertly in situ

A stripped uniform
With significant numbering
Shadows of vertical lines
Lining the stairs of my forehead

A chalk outline of where I once laid
Yellow tape around the scene
Famed photographs framing me
Defaming me unchanging me

Last time I saw your face
It was in a photograph
Last time I saw your heart
It was flying high

No habitat keeps loves wild heart safely displayed
For anyone to enjoy it, it must be experienced


If a static show is what is desired
Why fool about with acceptance
If what is desired is only two dimensional
Take a picture, it will last longer

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Drive on the Drink Home

Drive on the drink home?
No, not a slip of the tongue
More like truth in the stating
Of what really is going on

Have a little dinner with your wine?
Whoops, did I miss-speak again?
No, I think you really stated
What truly is on your mind

Would you like an appetizer before starting your cocktail?
Damn, there I go again
Where is my mind today?
Am I obsessing again!?

How about a headache to go with your aspirin?
Or maybe some vomit to accompany your hangover?
Oh, I know! A reason to go with your excuse
For your overindulgence of booze

One two three, someone take care of me
Four five six, a pitiful request
Seven eight nine, an example that is prime
Ten eleven twelve, an eternity in hell

Self Worth

Did you know your self worth dictates your life?
Tell me, have you ever heard the words of denial
Don’t you think you deserve what you desire?
Are you getting eager to live life in style

Define all your needs and make them permanent
And once you are sure, sure what you need and sure what to leave out
Accept nothing less than the least on your list
And ready yourself to receive what you wish

For within comes the beauty of a well toned soul
That has muscle for keeping your mind whole
What used to break you down and turn you to dust
Has no power over you and in yourself you trust

Forget that the past over you held reign
And never could you run from it or its nectar of pain
Where you once lived into the future and feared what didn't exist
You now live in the present and those fears have been dismissed

For your happiness comes from up and within
Nothing can nourish your self worth when it's others you lend
The control of your possession of reliance on self
To those who do are doomed to a hell

For people will fail you as they often fail themselves
And nouns, people - places - things - don't make up your self worth
For it comes from deep within sprouting through the soil that your heart lives in
Reaching towards the surface you find yourself as you find your own best friend

Monday, October 19, 2009

Mending Bridges

Mending bridges that I've burned
Trying somehow to discern
The aching lonely pain
Wanting to be washed in rain

Putting solutions into place
Trying not to act in haste
While putting problems to rest
Wanting only to do my best

Writing poetry on the wall
Discussing life before the fall
Wanting to pass this important test
Having all my sins confessed

Climbing mountains in front of me
At the top I look down on the valley
Looking in the distant sun
Of other mountains yet to come

As I act on all I've learned
And cross over bridges burned
I am quite happy to report
I didn't cut my life too short

Patience

TEDCast Patience

Patience, why I am waiting for your validation?
Why should I care for your approval?
Patience, other factors I'm uncomfortable to say
I'm just infatuated with your hair

Anger, is this too much of a demand?
Anger, goddammit! I said I'm sorry
And I've made the changes, wait and see
Can't you wait and see?

Pity, here I am again
Pity, I'll stick my head in the sand
Pity, why the hell don't people love me?
Oh, I see.  I must love myself for it to be

Acceptance, finally found that peace of mind
Acceptance, I'm in a place that sunshine fills
Acceptance, the beauty and humility
Inseminates and gives birth to love

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Humility

TEDCast Humility

I'm no better than you
You no better than me
I try to walk the middle road
Of humility

If I think me better
How can I be true
If I live a life of comparison
I'll be compared too

If I think me worse
And don't hold high regard
I may as well end this
And my life I should disregard

But walking down the middle road
And thinking me equal
Slowly my heart grows
And patiently I heal

Humility is not thinking less of myself but thinking of myself less often

Monday, October 12, 2009

Courage and the Pen

 TEDCast Courage and the Pen

Where is my courage
When I have something to write?

Where is my courage
When there is something on my mind?

Where is my courage
To pick up my pen?

When will my courage begin again?

Kicking and screaming across the page
Like a child not wanting to go to bed

Pushing and shoving from scrawls to lines
Begging and pleading for clever rhymes

Courage and the pen go hand in hand
Courage to speak out from hearts inner land
Courage to break an endless drought
Courage to write when full of doubt

Believe in the pen
And listen to your heart
Get out the paper
And write a new start

Push past the demons
Who laugh when they win
And put down your lines
With a courageous pen

Sunday, October 11, 2009

Full of Hope

TEDCast Full of Hope

I am longing for the time
To bring myself into the world
To catch the speed of the wind
To move into a different world

I'm longing to be ready
To feel loves special bite
I'm tired of kicking and fighting
I'm weary of the sight

Of me going through this life
Alone on an empty boat
I'm ready for a new life
I'm getting full of hope

Another Island in the Stream

TED Cast Another Island in the Stream

We started out unique nice and slow
Agreeing that friendship was the way to go
This was new for us
But look at where we are now

And today you are so deep in my heart
Every thought of you is like a new start
And these words are clear
This is our new year

Even though we cry
And slip and fall
We hold each other strong
And never denying
That we rely on each other
While relying on ourselves

Sailing on a dream
Visiting new love
Given from above
Such a tender spot

We give to each other
What's growing inside
We live for each other
While living for ourselves
Ah ha!

Saturday, October 10, 2009

The One You Feed

The one you feed wins
But two will be competing
Only one will get the victory
And have all the food for eating

The two who battle for me
Are always competing
For all my time and attention
And all that I am reaching for

One tries to battle
The other for my life
While I'm stuck in the middle
And crying for alife

A life that is rewarded
By sane sobriety
And full of the riches
Of all eternity

So you two who argue
And try to convince
My actions with words
That rarely are minced

I'll feed the battle wolf
That frees my soul from grief
And end up a winner
Turning over a brand new leaf

The Morning Answer

 TEDCast The Morning Answer

I'm sitting alone in a hallway
Facing what's in front of me
My eyes are wells of tears
That could water a thousand trees

I'm now walking alone with my thoughts
And leaning too hard on you
Ashamed and impatiently waiting
If what we have is true

Lost at night lying alone
Turning towards the moonlight
Wishing I could go back
And visit you tonight

Letting you have your space
While I'm separated from you
Battling addictions and convictions
If what we have may be true

Lastly as the sun will rise
On tomorrow's dreaded day
One day closer to finding out
If you will walk away

Monday, October 5, 2009

Sharpen the Pencil and Dull the Brain (Fire Up the Night)

TEDCast Fire Up the Night
Dry woods, burning like a demon
Dry woods, burning like a witch
Dry wood, all the wood is steaming
Firing up the night

Fueled fire, flaming like a devil
Fueled fire, flaming like a bush
Fueled fire, sponsoring a fable
Firing up the night

Why can’t you hold out, you got to fire up the fight?
Why are you burning morning noon and night?
Faces are fading like a picture tube
Why are you waiting to follow the truth?

Why are we fighting you know how I am
Are you not satisfied?
My ways can not change, do they cause you that much pain
Are you still mystified?

The way of my living is like no one other
My secrets must be whispered
No modern medicine negates the existence
Of my over anxiety

Help, am I falling?
Help, are you wanting?
Help, am I in control?

Hell is for sinners
Hell is for losers
Hell is for lost souls?

Yes, I’m a winner
But not fit for dinner
At societies annual ball

I am a cold stone
I need no one
Only help to build my walls


I hide in a castle
I don’t want a hassle
Just sustenance served for one

My mind, please do not mind
My vision, may not follow suit
But my innovation
Is my own salvation
And I can not follow you

What gives me peace of mind
What makes my self go slow
What it takes for me to break
One way for an easy day

But you have to be ready for the price
Yeah you must be ready for the price …  Jesus Christ

What is it that you can not understand
Why can’t you back up to your man
Get up, stand up, make a stand
Right up past the limits of a man


Dry woods, burning like a demon
Dry woods, burning like a witch
Dry wood, all the wood is steaming
Firing up the night

Fueled fire, flaming like a devil
Fueled fire, flaming like a bush
Fueled fire, sponsoring a fable
Firing up the night

Cold Mountain Melody

TEDCast of Cold Mountain Melody

How can I tell her
My heart can’t deliver
I can’t seem to sacrifice
It’s not the looks
Or how she cooks
For understanding I’d pay any price

A happy girl and her son
Make a life of their own
Doing their best – No sins to confess
Together they battle each storm

A troubled man fights
Not to bring his troubled plight
Into their home scene – Shattering their home scene
Nothing I do just seems right

How long can I wait
How long will she worry
How come I have no courage
To face the judge and jury

No excuse for behavior
That causes duress
No excuse for behavior
That makes you upset

Driving towards the mountain snow
I didn’t think it would turn out like this
Arriving home wet and cold
Angry for nothing but still I’m pissed

Home Run Hero

Seventy Long Ones
A Race to the Finish
Breaking that Record
Is every boys wish

But not just one man
Is working for the dream
Every player, from pitcher to catcher
From each and every team

Each and every time
They stand at the plate
Complete concentration
Is seen on there face

As the pitcher nods the signal
And winds up is arm
He hopes the batter
Won’t do is ERA harm

As the ball speeds towards the plate
80,90,100 M.P.H.
It’s out of his hands now
Left only to fate

The batter, with only
A split second to react
Positions his body
A swings his bat

Maris’ is ’61
McGwire in ’98
Sosa close behind, but
All of them were great

Sometimes a crack
Sometimes a whiff
Sometime an out
Sometimes a hit

Play Ball!

A Cold Dinner

It’s a cold hearted woman
That makes coming home in the evening
Happy to see the dog.

It’s a light hearted lover
Who has to take cover
And push it back inside

But I’m the only runner
Who comes running for the supper
That’s served every night

And if you’re the only dinner
Then I’m just a whiner
For something new sometime

Sunday, October 4, 2009

Tears for a Torn Soul

 TEDCast of Tears for a Torn Soul

Wet pillow case
Torn soul seam ripped
Happy in the benefit of someone
Empty like the nest of a mother bird

Tears fallen out of smiling eyes
Laugh lines accented by downward pulls
Cups half empty even when full
Measures of time expected long waits

Oh the joys of smiles from outward
As the little ones grow into blossoms
Seeds of love spawn from frigid soil
Toiled and turned by forgiving hands

Place mats set at a table for three
Dust on the shelves where clean fabric laid
Threadbare cloth neglected and shabby
Spring clean time on weary old souls

Material tears and gains of trust mislaid
Grown men broken from expectation belayed
Paths overgrown by weedy neglect
Falls leaves litter the yards of the heart