a poem manuscript |
Too Much Fun On a Bus Full of Kids By: Amanda McNally They are some of the wisest people Advice for every bad turn To steer you right When you are off course You’re guiding light When all others fail Confidants and allies Will not tell and never retreat Never asking for anything But giving everything They never stop loving That is my best friend. Love Love is everlasting Though many do not know it. It is the bond that strengthens the world Like industrial strength superglue. Holding the puzzle pieces together Undissolvable bonds, steadfast forever It is the reason and the mystery The ties that hold a family It can be stretched thin as a spider’s web And strong as thrice forged steel Love can be unmarred and untainted Or full of heartache and grief Love is sometimes pain in disguise Cloaked by deceiving lies Intangible and evasive You cannot grasp nor taste it Just a feeling, a sensation Of contentment and elation To be beside that special someone That is love in its strongest form. All I can think of is you And I feel wonderful knowing it’s true You like me, you love me Never want to be without me I can’t eat because I'm thinking of you I can’t sleep, worrying about you I can’t focus because all I can see is your face Floating in my consciousness im trying hard to concentrate trying not to shake my life seems so out of control am overwhelming sense of elation washes over my evey thought drowning out eveything else all i hear is your voice echoing through my brain Recalling your words is medicine to my soul Soothing my troubles, relaxing my mind All I can think of is you. Elves They are as real as you and I Not enchanted by earth and sky Normal people with extraordinary perceptions Untainted by the world’s deceptions A free spirit, a free soul Where the realisms of the world don't take their toll An unimagined presence With an enigmatic essence They are as real as you and I When we let our imagination fly. Tragic Realisms Attack our dreams Shattering ignorance, breaking the screens That filter life so completely And pulls the proverbial wool Over already sightless eyes Blinded from the truth Visionless hopes grow dimmer In this world Where saints become sinners. Alas, for love is fickle and can change on a whim. ‘Tis like quicksand: suck you in and drown you. But friends! Friends are the lifesavers. They will always be there; constant and steady. And if you fall into the quicksand traps Of the mind--a friend will be there With a rope made of compassion and sympathy. What matters truly to ourselves? Love, compassion, family, place? Or corruption, greed, and hate? Wishful thinking for the former All too true for the latter Someday soon we may find out That enlightenment is far away From the plights and perils of everyday. As cool as the wind blows Like warm sunshine. As a cold snow falls Like hot coals. As the north meets the south Like east separates from west. As many people cry- Like few birds sing. As love does the healing Like hate unties new hope. As living in a dream Like dying in reality. As things must end Like all new beginnings. ‘Tis a bittersweet existence This thing we call life. There’s nothing more deceiving Than the disillusionment Which plagues our souls each day. Confessions of a Werewolf Oh the sil’vry orb that haunts my dreams Pale and pure, light untainted Casts its glow to purge the dark Shrouded by shadows, trapped in lies My curse, my death, my damnation Hangs over me unfailing A reminder to my own. The monthly cycles wax and wane Beware the wolf, the unnatural wolf And watch your back I say Advice given, advice dealt Like the tarot cards of hell Heed my call and stay away And you shall live to see another day. Like an electric shock This thing, your touch, may seem Alive beyond sight, sounds, or dream When you look at me like that It changes me. When you speak to me like that It thrills me. You’ll never know exactly how I feel Without you, my world comes crashing down How can we ever know? Why the wolf lifts its nose to the sky And sings a lullaby to the moon. How can we ever know? If there are places beyond the nine Unseen worlds, like ours, but beyond measure of time. How can we ever know? What’s under the ocean depths Far below in inky darkness, a world within a world. Just for Show Utter desolation Is what my life has become. Utter isolation The greater of two evils. Utter insanity When people mess with destiny. When these things happen, you’ll never know ‘Till the end, all of life is just for show. Different Perceptions How each of us perceives the world Is different in every way. Some see life as an adventure Exploring something new everyday. Some think of it as a ride And hang on for all they’re worth. Some call it a curse Welcoming the release of death. Some consider it a blessing Praising the lord each and every day. Some live in the moment Not worrying about tomorrow. Some sit and while away their time Caring for nothing at all. It doesn’t matter who you are, as long as you realize Life is what you make of it. Northward bound There’s something in the air up here That makes you think Of perpetual blue skies And tall mountain peaks. There’s something in the air up here Cold and crisp in winter Invigorating the senses And sharpening the mind. There’s something in the air up here Full of wonderment and life With an unexplainable presence An enigmatic essence. There’s something in the air up here Allowing you to dream Float away to unconsciousness As the endless miles roll on. What Can You Do? They say if you love someone, let them go And if they come back, that’s how you know. But what happens if they get lost along the way Turned off the path of life What happens if you miss them too much To let them go? Are you supposed to just sit there and pine What if it takes them too long to come back And you’ve found someone new? Now what do you do? One How do you choose If you love more than one? How do you pick? Which one is the one for you? Which one do you choose If they both make your head spin? Which one do you pick The one to spend precious time with? It’s all up to you You know it’s true. Only you can decide Don’t just run away and hide. You can’t control whom you love Is it the one you always think of? How can you love somebody so much When you don’t truly know them? Why do we care so much If we can’t do anything about it? What do we consider an act of love If we do everything for it? Why do we ask so many questions When we’ll never know the answers? Healing hearts and minds loving thoughts do entreat A sigh, a sign Of love’s first kiss In the twilight eve. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A dream is a wish That can come true. Something to strive for A goal to reach. Giving hope where it’s needed. Monotonous trees Endless green Snow on the ground The road goes on. Across the land Under blue sky Through the earth Until you die. Can you find your destination? Is the road your salvation? Going forward, never looking back Wondering what’s ahead Not worrying about behind. Always there, never changing. Lit by the moonglow Silhouetted in the window Looking out at the wide world Wondering what’s outside Beyond peripheral sight And over the mountains Through the trees Under cold stone and across seas Are they ever bitter Knowing they’ll never see The wonders of the world Or do they not care? One thing for sure They know it’s out there. An Ode to the Furballs What’s inside those depths Windows to the soul Stare at you unblinking Utmost beseeching Wishing for you To drop a friendly hand And scratch behind the ears Or under the chin. Beautiful, wonderful creatures Lithe and graceful in every way An ode to the cat Incomparable I say. My Philosophy I see everything as an opportunity To learn, grow, and love. I cherish every day of my existence Like it’s my last. Living life to the fullest And tempting fate everyday. Reveling in the mystery Contemplating eternity. There’s nothing more I want Than to live ‘’til the end of days. Celebrating life in every way And never loosing faith in love. IGNORANCE REALLY IS BLISS OBLIVIOUS PEOPLE GO ABOUT THEIR SEEMINGLY HAPPY LIVES. STUCK IN ROUTINE DRAGGING THROUGH MONOTONY WHILING AWAY THEIR DAYS IN UNCONVENTIONAL SECURITY KNOWING REALITY IS ALL AROUND THEM, BUT THEY DON’T CARE. CHOOSING TO LIVE IN IGNORANCE TO THE WORLD’S PROBLEMS. A Pet. Why do we call them pets? They’re so much more than that. Loyal friends who will never judge Always true, no matter what. Incorruptible, unlike us. An unwavering sense of innocence They cheer you up when you’re blue Loving unconditionally. Though they themselves won’t be their forever Their memories will. Always with us, no matter what A perpetually bright light in a dark world. Origins (Making my way back home) Seagulls calling, wind is blowing Bringing the smell of brine Salty air invigorating the spirit. Though it’s warm, a cool sea breeze blows Tousling hair, caressing your face, A faint whiff of fishiness Fragrant bouquets of wildflowers Dot the land. Quaint houses along the shorefront Friendly people chattering Inexpensive shops Openly displaying their wares. Unlocked doors, not worried about crime Regal lighthouses on monoliths of stone Shine out over the waters, guiding you home. Content tourists wander about, Wonderful open spaces Secret secluded places Where you can get lost in a daydream Undisturbed by the noise of everyday a quiet getaway, wild and free Untouched by modern progress So it may seem. An appreciable degree of romance Lovers walk, hands entwined Peaceful and soul-stirring that is my home, I love Maine. We are the ying-yang opposites yet close. Never to be unbound like our friendship. White inside black your good rubbed off on me. Black inside white my evil rubbed off on you. Our friendship is like the ying-yang mystical and eternal. Contrasting yet complimenting everlasting colors will never fade. White is the pureness of the love for a friend. Black is the bottomlessness a never ending understanding between us. We are the ying-yang inseperable forever. All I Am an empty shell of a person no love, compassion, family, trust spirit flown from corporeal state. gone are all the memories shared. so long to all the feelings explored. goodbye to all troubled thoughts. past everything, anything in this world. soul buried under lies been told hidden in a place dark and cold zombie like from day to day happiness is unknown now downtrodden and belittled. until the day to leave comes shrug off the guilt, break loose the shackles that hold you to this life for a promise of eternal freedom that is the light that shines through the dark and on to better days, never letting you fall. Always you All I wanted was a friend you were there. All I wanted was a helping hand you were there. All I wanted was a shoulder to cry on you were there. All I wanted was a smile you were there. All I wanted was a laugh you were there. All I need is love turns out all I need is you. You were always there for me to pick me up when I fell to give me support and faith I love you more than life it’s self and I pray that I will always be there for you. Wherever You Are No matter where you are I’ll be there. In your heart and on your mind I’ll be there. When you think about anything I’ll be there. In everything you do I’ll be there. And whatever I do, where ever I go You’ll be there too. sos please someone help me free me from this trap a prison so lonely so empty and cold these prison bars that hold me in keeping me from living my life I’m trying to get out trying to escape will no one save me is there no rescue does anyone care go back to the things we have done before. never again can we get them back. the moment's gone, lost in an eternity; yet locked up inside our memory. it will not fade or grow clearer, so relish life, for death draws ever nearer. these are the days we have to live there is no second chance. use them wisely, do not squander the precious time we have left. and so the days go on and on with us or without. new lives are made as old ones die out . |