Monday, April 24, 2017

Before I with dance in the studio 
Before I wave from the plane
Before I place the plate on the table
Before I name the pet dog
Before I train at the gym



From the end of the trip
To the moment it sit
Nervous shrinkage
Before I wave from the plane

Wednesday, April 19, 2017

Quotes
Accept who you are – completelyTwo things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I'm not sure about the universe.Don’t walk in front of me… I may not followDarkness cannot drive out darknessWe accept the love we think we deserve.


Poem

Darkness cannot drive out darkness


Headlights non visible 
Traffic light blinding the blind 
Darkness cannot drive out darkness
Plain concrete 
Sorrow and guilt curled
Bending eye lids towards the jury
Need a bead
Darkness cannot drive out darkness
Swallow my pride 
Internal bleed
Note the fall for moral greed 

Monday, April 3, 2017

A place of profit
A place of despair
A place of law
A place of crime
A place of numbness
A place of tears
A place of a lost key
A place of hidden lives
A place of wilderness
A place of rage within a cage
A place of

Wednesday, March 29, 2017

The Blank Set

The Blank Set

Eyes drawn to the sea floor mirage
Ironed canvas, where waves coexist 
From whom- covered from the light and the dark
Linear passage secured,
within each thread.

Flexible olympian creating a silhouette 

Extra pair of layers 
Extra sheer of prayers
Extra less of layers 
The shy layer is comfortable between the layer
As gravities layer, lay her, for labor 
A battlefield
A rest position 

But that's only for later. 

Kinetic rise from the heat
We are the ink to the sheet
The more of aged, the more are fazed
Desire to Entwine-Hide.
Ruminate-Seek.
All cast away from time 

Time from ourselves, time for her.




Monday, March 20, 2017

Testify

Make A Way Again

Remainder of my roots bled dry
I have fallen, hung from the Babylon
Generally looked at from how they tell a vision
How we see colors, once ashamed of mine
Too afraid to stand up while sitting on a lie.

Enormous caution, be aware of the stunt of your growth
Obsolete when the high lowered after the twenty eighth
Unanimous vote, when I'm chosen for eternity
Selfless thought, eyes open questioning your stars.

Stolen for entertainment, pieces thrown on a board
Law cracking down, they wouldn't mind if we cracked out
A striped logo internally stripping of innocence
Venting how beautiful love can be in it's existence
Enamored by her spirit, lets jump the broom.

         Freedom from the ashes
Rebellion.
        Escaping the armor showing there are more
Empathy.
        Description of the proud and the few




Monday, March 13, 2017

One Word

One Word
Sitting native 
along  a way to find
Feel the air bend 
Hear the planet lend
Guidance
Am I loosing my mind
Or
 is it finally free

Coincidence..

Drowning in soil
Circulating the flow
 Nothing mere worth 
Eyes closed
Looking in the mirror 
They told me not to
Am I ashamed
Describe anything in one word
Took me a lifetime to understand
Hope I don't lose it again





Monday, March 6, 2017

The dream girl 

To you, and not another
From me, and not a bother
From a gaze
How my world has shrunken
Into a low rise of days
Slow ticks from a digital
Im missing you,

To you, and not another
From me, and not a bother
Can't wake up without a memory
The voice, the touch, the sense
Now a distant memory
The eyes, the smile, the mind
Now a distant memory
Im missing you,

To you, and not another
From me, and not a bother
Walking side by side
Alone
Grips from our fingers interlock
Alone
Reservation for two,
through the drive through
Alone
Im missing you.


P.s: I just woke up








Wednesday, March 1, 2017

20 Things I Did

I woke up early.
I wore a red shirt.
I parked in a handicap spot.
I left my television on.
I went food shopping.
I went to the gym.
I high fived a random person.
I colored a photo.
I prayed.
I took notes in class.
I did my homework early.
I changed my shoes mid day.
I ironed my shirt.
I fed a cat.
I ordered Chinese food.
I didn't tip.
I clocked into work.
I climbed a ladder.
I carried a bag of rice.
I went to sleep.

Monday, February 13, 2017


When I'm Old

Michael Holding
When I'm old and mankey,
I'll never use a hanky.
I'll wee on plants
and soil my pants
and sometimes get quite cranky.

Revise
When were spoiled and grounded,
I'll always use a towel.
we wipe on sand
and burn my laces
and usually cause minnable cranky.


Wednesday, February 8, 2017

Free writing 3 minutes

hi they way to to cane drive open train door door floor boom gate paint brave baseball team atlanta super granite bowl pick loss overtime car drive neon color lights blind the person brake before to late light switch from dawn under clock growls down stairs gaining try painting atmosphere forbidden air gravity walk on lasers cruise sick sea seals tourist vapid high rain lava heat trivia wheel of layers young water holding napkins break apart ground jogging jar freeway  



Poem
Turn Her Nation

Under dire hiii
Stuck in a jar color, blind
Stairs upon layers holding, heat 
Switch lava to rain 

A forbidden atmosphere 

Growls jogging, apart 
As eye walk brave towards a free,way
Granite doors open for,me... 
Brake 
A painting ground over,time
Gaining picked water
A tourist on our young, land 





Explanation: As I was writing the poem, it came pretty natural. Was not overthinking, just came organically. Creativity was presented in the the making. The truth is always between the lines, out of the box, and always in front of you. Takes patience to see.
It was chosen randomly and just flowed as I proceeded.
This assignment was expressive.













Monday, February 6, 2017

He was drinking

As the brim of the holder flowed such as a 
sea 
He, believed from his dry tone, down, 
it must be
He was drinking.
As the moonlight brightened
it was obvious 
He, believed right then. 
He was drinking.
No, it cant be, No, it will not be
He was drinking.
How can this be 
reality

He was drinking.
The cross on his chest 
fried
Eyes burning from its 
clove
He was drinking.
Where shall he 
go
What is called 
home...
He was drinking. 

Wednesday, February 1, 2017

Metaphors 
I'm a riddle in nine syllables,
An elephant, a ponderous house,
A melon strolling on two tendrils.
O red fruit, ivory, fine timbers!
This loaf's big with its yeasty rising.
Money's new-minted in this fat purse.
I'm a means, a stage, a cow in calf.
I've eaten a bag of green apples,
Boarded the train there's no getting off.
—from Sylvia Plath’s The Collected Poems (Harper Perennial, 2008)

Redo

Metaphors 
I'm a swoosh in nine syllables,
An elephant, a ohhhhh house,
A melon la lala lala on two tendrils.
O red fruit, ivory, fine ahhhhhh!
This loaf's big with its yeasty zip.
Money's new-minted in this blahhh purse.
I'm a means, a thud, a cow in calf.
I've eaten a bag of crunchy apples,
Boarded the train there's no plop off.
—from Sylvia Plath’s The Collected Poems (Harper Perennial, 2008)

Monday, January 30, 2017

Diction..


No one can see me, no one would stop me, no one could help me. They would just call the __police___ but it would be too late. My only regret is __the amount___. She’d have the coffee on. There was a time during my search for a cure when I tried everything to stop including giving up __hope_____. The smell filled the ___air___. I loved to drink a ___gallon___ of ___sprite___ in the _7__day_spread___, to say ___opening___ to ____late__ after we’d spent another ___night____ together. I’d tell her now it’s going okay except for the poison. It’s going okay except for how much I miss her and ___sprite___. __why_____? ____why__?! I’ve never been a very good __at this____. 

Tuesday, January 24, 2017

Welcome post, 
Hello, my name is Derick and welcome to electronic voyage where we are all able to express ourselves one way or the other.

Metaphors 
When life gives you lemons, make lemonade= , make lemonade, when life gives you lemons 
stuck between a rock and a hard place = stuck between a bed and a couch 
I eat like a pig when i am hungry = I run like a snail, when i eat like a pig  
He runs like a snail 
The bed makes me tired = the bed makes me feel lazy, when i eat like pig 
the couch makes me lazy = the couch makes me tired, the bed makes me feel lazy 
slippery as black ice = stuck between a rock and black ice 

Cliche 
The crack of dawn, making it rain, down to earth