poetry

[robin lee]

this is where we can put up poems

[Kelly]

I guess the violent and hateful nature of these times are no surprise when considering the wretched foundation of this place...

[robin lee]

what we gonna do?
we gonna bash we gonna bash!
what we gonna do?
we gonna bash we gonna bash!
we gonna
bash n' bash n' bash n' bash
we gonna
bash n' bash n' bash n' bash

How we gonna bash?
we gonna bash HARD!
How we gonna bash?
we gonna bash HARD!
we gonna bash we gonna bash we gonna bash
REALLY HARD!

who we gonna bash with?
we gonna bash with you!
why we gonna do it?
becasue the year is new..
we gonna bash we gonna bash we gonna bash
EXTREME!
gonna pick all them bags, gonna make this city clean!
we gonna bash we gonna bash
for 2009!
we gonna bash we gonna bash
damn straight we're gonna bash!

[robin lee]

Look yourself in the mirror.
Look yourself in the mirror and see what you can see
Look yourself in the mirror
See if you see me.

Are you what I though I am
Am I who I want to be?
Are those even my own eyes
That you so often see?

Is your face the face you’d thought you’d see?
Is your face the same as his?
Is it the same you’ve always had,
ever since you were a kid?

Those hands, those hands, those boney hands,
they write and write and write-
Not sure always quite what to do,
Not sure if they‘re right.

Are you who you thought you’d be?
Years long lost ago?
Or did you have no thought of me?
Or have I always known?

My ringing ears, my humming thoughts,
My four chambers and warm blood
My cells, muscle, and tissue,
My rib, my hand, my mud.
They stare at the mirror together
We stare at the mirror as one
And call for rest deep in the night
Thirst for tomorrow’s sun.

And who am I supposed to be?
And why should I even care?
Myself is not the only me
And my soul’s not so fucking scared.

-but that’s not when I’m looking in the mirror. That’s when I’m staring into my electricity. That’s when I’m looking into an amazing contraption of circuits and wires and making it an extension of myself….that’s when I’m not looking in the mirror. When I stop looking in the mirror, I stop rhyming….

Which is why I go back to the mirror.
And forget what I just thought
And move on to another one
Another battle to be fought.

The monkey he stares in the mirror
And he reflects society
But soon you have to wonder
Is he you or is he me?

[Jon Baker]

Been busy lately.
So busy, but not that busy.
Workin' for the man.

[Lydia Kauppi]

i thought i was taking notes in class today but when i looked down this is what i had written...


COM 200

I'm sitting on a hard green seat
listening to him drone
ive sent about a thousand texts
in the last hour alone

my eyes hurt from florescent lights
my thumb is starting to ache
i keep stuffing facts in both my ears
but nothing seems to take

my professor's cornflower polo
might look a little gay
but all it does is remind me
of a cloudless sunny day

tomorrow i will study hard
tomorrow i will try
but i rather take a knife
and stick it in my eye

[Cole Donovan]

Here's some of what I've been writing lately.
I hope life is good! Scratch that, I know life is good!
Peace,
-Cole
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Bottoms of bottles,
Tops of roofs.
Questions unanswered,
Prayers full of truths.
Lost in the world,
Faith without foundation,
Don't know what to believe,
Praying fate meets preparation.

Walking 'til my sole wears through,
Searching for something true.
Eyes meet eyes of passerbys,
But who's gonna stay,
And who's just gonna pass my way?
Looking for something solid,
To hold my faith,
Listen to my prayers,
Walk with me in realised dreams.

Popping every top,
'til the drinks are gone.
Found nothing but the bottom,
Under the light of dawn.
Might as well be blind,
Because I can't see.
What's the big difference,
Between them and me?

Find me,
Please find me,
Because the sun is blinding.
Help me,
Please help me,
Find where love's been hiding.

The sun's come up one too many days,
For me to not know your name.
I've lived in this silly world,
I've played it's silly game.
It's time for me to find,
What's on my mind.
Won't need sight,
If it feels right.

I'm here, I'm true,
And I been looking for you.
Waiting for you to find yourself,
Settle and unwind yourself.
So you can find me,
Unblind me.
So we,
Can just be.

Find me,
Please find me,
Because the sun is blinding.
Help me,
Please help me,
Find where love's been hiding.
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Put down your arms,
Put away your hate.
Peace is in the hearts,
That lay in the wake.
Standing up,
To carry on,
Though no war,
Is ever won.

Peace is not a matter of force,
But a state of being.
It's not a pushing,
It's but a seeing.

Objectivity,
In the face of violence,
Reacting to hate,
With only silence.

Show no heart,
Can thrive on war,
Without rotting,
To your core.

There is a warmth,
Under the sun,
Once we find,
No war is ever won.
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Enter man,
From right to center.
Woman follows behind,
He can sense her.
Setting?
Something serene.
2 people,
Just being.
Waiting in line,
Typical day.
Nothing special,
Nothing to say.
Strolling in,
Enter another man.
About 5'10"
Gun in his hand.
Turn out lights,
End of scene.
End of life,
End of being.
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Met a girl,
The other night,
Hair dark,
Skin light.
Can't remember,
The color of her eyes,
Her name,
Or religious ties.
We danced,
Though I'm not a dancer,
She asked, I said "yes."
That's never my answer.
It was a blur,
As the night came to an end,
Woke up,
Barely remebered where I'd been.
Then I started,
To remeber her face,
Searched my pockets,
Hoping her number waits.
All I found was lint,
Now I'm in a funk.
Met an awesome girl.
And all I got was drunk.
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Subtle subtlties,
Novel novelties,
Paintings painted with pain.
Rhyming riddles of life,
Wrecklessly written,
A footprint,
In the sandgrains of time,
Washing down upon the faith of life,
Like noxious fumes lingering in,
Listlessly killing lascivious lies.
More gregarious virtue,
Cannot instill in my ties,
Because In my search for the future,
All I found was time
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The sand fell away beneath my feet,
What was once a beach,
I now beesech,
Make your escape from unreality,
Mitigated superficiality,
Quicksand of comfortability.

Counting the grains that fall before my face,
Though there is no sun in such a place,
I find my light in life alone,
In all I know remains unknown,
In all that we have,
To gain or lose,
In the fighting to find,
If this fight's a ruse.
Change and impart that change,
Or risk a life of much the same,
In the quicksand slowly sink,
Succumb to time, rather than think.
___________________________
Spending tomorow's money,
Because today's is gone.
Don't know what I'll do tomorrow,
But I'll bet it's fun..
Live by the seat of my pants,
Yeah, how time flies,
I won't be a slave to my wallet,
Like all the passer bys.

I slow down the earth,
Stop the world from turning,
Sit in each moment,
Until the sun stops burning.
Life can lift me up,
Take away the world of time,
Live my life my way,
And that's not a crime.

[robin lee]

nice Cole, very nice....i especially like the one where you found lint in your pockets :( i have lint in my pockets too...

[robin lee]

Battle of the Bulbs
he Battle of the Bulbs


Hello I’m an incandescent bulb
And I’m a CFL
My job is to light your house
Mine is to do it well.

I’m not so bad, really I’m not
I do what I need to do
Yeah, you’re right, you do light
But I am new and improved.

I’ve been around a long long time
Since about 1802
I’m not that old, 1890
I’m comparatively new.
I have a tungsten filament
And I’m bulb made of out glass
A couple of contact and support wires
And a low pressure inert gas.
I’m a tube filled with mercury gas
From which an electric current flows
ultra violet light excites a phosphor coat
Causing me to glow.

I’m cheap! I’m cheap! I’m really cheap!
You can find me anywhere!
But being cheap isn’t a way to keep
treating the environment fair.

What do you mean? What are you saying?
I’m saying you waste energy!
I use 1/5 less power than you!
I’m a model for efficiency!
But hey I get the job done
and I am not expensive
people need and use me.
Lets not get defensive.
I’m sorry brother light bulb,
I know hearing this it is tough
but the simple matter is
you’re just not good enough.

90% of the power you use
Is emitted as heat not light
Think of all the volts you waste
As you burn throughout the night.

Well at least I don’t use mercury
poisoning our fish and lakes
Is that your definition of efficiency?
Is that what it takes!?!
Oh give me a break Incandescent!
There’s very little mercury in me
and it wouldn’t be a problem
if I’m disposed of properly.

I only cost about 3 dollars
if you can’t find me for free.
I can last up to 10 years
and use 80% less electricity!

Each light bulb uses power
which comes from some sort of factory
which burns up some sort of resource
which costs plenty of money!

If every body used a Compact florescent lamp
A CFL like me
We’d save time, money, and the environment
by saving energy!!!
Come on man! We’re equal!
There’s no reason to shout!
Flicker flicker bzzzt..oh shoot,
I think I just burnt out.





06/11/09

[Shane]

moniker: So where's the love where's the love where's the love tonight? There aint no love, and the kids, the kids aren't all right.

Shane at 11:02pm July 14
So there's the love, behind that plum, hiding from the light. Chair paint, no glove, and the lid, the lids not on tight.

Shane at 11:13pm July 14
spilled right out on the floor, grab a mop 'fore it hits the door.
colors are bright when in the mind, but they do leak out time to time.
We need those hues to stay amused. illuminating the appearance of life,
tricks of light and our spiritual might. movin us along.
singin that funk, funk, funky song.
life and strife such a peaceful fight.
hangin on to each other balanced in flight
wipe up your puddle and do your part
but before you do carefully arrange it and make it your art

[Shane]

.

Shane said:

moniker: So where's the love where's the love where's the love tonight? There aint no love, and the kids, the kids aren't all right.

Shane at 11:02pm July 14
So there's the love, behind that plum, hiding from the light. Chair paint, no glove, and the lid, the lids not on tight.

Shane at 11:13pm July 14
spilled right out on the floor, grab a mop 'fore it hits the door.
colors are bright when in the mind, but they do leak out time to time.
We need those hues to stay amused. illuminating the appearance of life,
tricks of light and our spiritual might. movin us along.
singin that funk, funk, funky song.
life and strife such a peaceful fight.
hangin on to each other balanced in flight
wipe up your puddle and do your part
but before you do carefully arrange it and make it your art

[Cole Donovan]

Hey guys, haven't been around much, but I'll post some of what I've been writing lately.
Peace To You,
Cole
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Come away with me,
Sit inside my mind,
Look out my eyes
And see the sky.
Smell the juniper of my gin,
Taste the cotton in my mouth,
Just know once you come inside,
There may be no getting out.
Through the blue of my eyes,
See the world of lies,
Look to the sky of stars and pray,
The sun never dies.
Here beneath the light of the moon,
We mellow to a mix of acoustic tunes,
As the moonroof of my mind opens,
To better see the night sky's anomalies.
Oh, come away with me,
And just be,
Beneath the stars.
And maybe we can hope to reach,
Jupiter and Mars.
Though if we only get so high,
As to reach the moon in the sky,
At least we can say we tried,
To open up my mind.
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Sitting here thinking I'm waiting for you,
Bringing you closer to me,
But you slowly drift away,
Towards the coast of gold.
Moth ball your memories,
Time to put the past away,
Drive into the sun,
Sit on the dock of the bay.

Sitting here waiting,
But I'm in the wrong place,
Here in your past,
As you slowly drift away,
Towards the dock on the bay.
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Death beams down on me,
Like a black sun shining hate.
My pores ooze blood and sadness,
For death's hunger to satiate.

In my acid washed delusion,
Will next come knocking at my door visitor or sprite?
For I've never had so many demons,
Try to take me away in one night.
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Useless eyes dart around the darkness,
Trying to hear the sight of scurrying feet,
Is there movement in this eternity,
Or are those motions imaginary to see?

I harken to the darkness,
To only hear an echo coming back,
Though it was a different voice,
I guess insanity's tricky like that.
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An explosion's not as scary,
As dying in the dark,
At least you could see death coming,
Howling from afar.
Though no death is welcomed,
Can we not have a choice?
Though I think death by boogeyman,
Is less popular among young boys.
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The hour hand,
Though shorter than the minutes,
Stands taller than my voice,
Lost inside the emptiness that this hour brings,
Though my voice is the only thing,
But if my voice falls upon no ears,
Does it make a sound noone hears?
Or is there a sound worth making,
Is there an hour worth taking,
Or taking away from a wasted day?
But what is waste,
But life without taste,
Or a man with no hands?
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I am but an acquaintance,
Someone barely known,
Rarely accepted,
Destined to be alone.
As this feeling,
Grabs hold of me,
Drowning in it's sorrow,
Exhausting in it's grief,
I pace without a focus,
My stare empty and cold,
Looking into the mirror to see what they see,
And why I'm destined to be alone.

My eyes fixed upon myself,
I see no resemblence there,
Of the confident, fit, welcoming friend,
People would choose to bear.
I'm a mountain of burden,
Of indescribable self-loathing,
I am but a sleepless wreck,
Dressed in big men's clothing.

I can see why you wouldn't like me,
To be your real friend,
Because I don't even want to see me,
When I meet my end.
Everything that annoys you,
Bugs you about me,
Is the same reason I hate myself,
I see what you see.
To myself I'm but an acquaintance,
Someone barely known,
Rarely accepted,
Destined to be alone.
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Autumn wind howls down the hollow,
A shivering exchange
Between icy air and skin.
Snow that was once a memory,
Now a haunting dream,
For it is the season,
To fall back out of love again.

As death becomes our dazzling beauty,
As that which worked so hard to live,
Now finds it's orange and yellow end,
As life prepares to freeze us from our bones,
Chatter our teeth from our jaws,
And shake skin from flesh,
We bear down 'round our fires,
And serve hot cocoa in our homes,
To sweeten the sudden onset
Of an uncaring, unrelenting cold.

Mistletoes and sugar plums,
May certainly steal a smile or two,
And celebrations that lie in wait,
Storybooks holding to childhood dreams like glue.
Thank goodness for Aesop, and for Mother Goose,
Who never let our spirits die,
Or our children know the truth.
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Living this effigy of life,
Plotting as we're trodding along.
Rain and sunshine, sunshine and rain,
Triggered so easily as a song.
The music plays on,
I bob my head in rhythm,
Nodding with the words,
As if I get them.
Losing my focus,
In this world of noise and tone.
Trying to sit in the silence of my thoughts,
In my caverns of stubborn stone,
An acoustically acceptable abode.

I find my home,
In these walls of stone.
Sitting in the silence of my thoughts,
Reverberations of my mind,
Echoes, I see echoes, they're all I find.
Inaudibly existing
In a world of noise,
I sit in the silence of my thoughts.

Caverns of stubborn stone,
Line the walls of this brain,
An acoustically acceptable abode,
For no voice but my own.
Seeking my solace,
I dare not postpone.
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I've given all I can give in,
Trying to fit in.
Seeing that I'm different, you see,
From how you see me.
I've tried as much as I can try,
Trying as I slowly die.
This tooth for tooth, eye for eye,
Ready to die in my grave as I lie.
Too wrong for me to live,
Too right for me to die.
Weight of the world on my shoulders,
Though I don't want to try.
I don't want to live,
Buried in this lie.
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Let us start over,
Back to square one,
Even if it's but imagination,
Only for fun.
Let me not be a leader,
Only a life guide.
Let's keep our technology,
To connect our lives,
Let's share Nobel's passion,
For discovery and understanding,
Fullfill people's lives,
To keep from disbanding.
Let's find our callings,
Let us all do our part,
Develop all potentials,
From life's very start.
Let us understand the earth,
Keep volcanos from erupting,
Subside all the floods,
Keep hurricanes from disrupting.
Let's understand our bodies,
And what makes us tick,
What can keep us alive,
Cure us when sick.
Let us understand the universe,
In it's infinite space,
All working together,
No longer a race.
Let's build up our schools,
And build up our race,
Let's make all we can,
And give it all away.
Let the doctors heal people,
Because it's in their hearts,
Let's build everyone houses,
All doing our parts,
Knowing we'll have a house,
Food on the table and transportation,
Fullfillment of our hearts, our passion,
Living a life long education.
Let the competition be against ourselves,
And for our entertainment,
Let our lives be free,
And not a slavery arrangement.
Let us develop the plans,
To save our race,
Before we look up,
To face our dying days.
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My mind is gone,
I've escaped at last.
This light has blinded,
This hope has bound me.
Now I've let go,
Of every ray of light,
Every hope of life,
I can finally rest,
In my darkness.

I fear no evil,
For the evil is me,
I take any form I dream to be.
In your nightmares,
Lurking in the night,
But a shadow,
Even in the light.
You test yourself,
But it's me you fight.

I am the emptiness,
The sadness,
The hole in yourself.
You're but a holding cell,
For uncried tears,
A trembling tension,
Awaiting unseen fears.
I'm the doubt that clouds your fight,
When you try to stand for right,
I'm the blood kids bleed
When they scrape their knees,
I swallow the prayers countless people plead.
I eat their hope as they devour my greed.
I am the one you can't put your finger on,
I'm what makes this world run.

You are my slave,
You do my bidding,
I am your government,
I am your culture,
I am your own creation.
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When your heart fills with pain,
Like a pail fillis with rain,
Can you look in the puddles on the street,
And feel that you're complete?
When life's not such a funny game,
Will you deny it's name?

Tread into the truth,
Open yourself to see.
Believe in the inside,
You know more than you once knew,
All you want to know,
Is what's true,
And come to grips
That time slips,
No matter how hard we hold,
Life favors the bold.

Stand behind a stone face like a wall,
Hoping to never have to fall,
But in all that you've never said,
And every place you've never been,
There lies a piece of you unused,
Waiting to expire, so confused.

When the water gets too deep,
Wading far above your knees,
You realise you don't need air to breath,
That when we drown so deep inside,
Are the times when we're really alive.
When we stop denying a piece of us is dying,
And every moment we live,
We're no longer lying that we're alive.
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Weighed out my thoughts,
Too heavy for me to hold,
Coloring outside the picture,
But they tell me I'm too old.
Only Kings and Queens,
Have lived lives so cold.
Putting themselves in the sky,
Always looking down,
When their thoughts got them nowhere,
But below the ground.
At worship of the world,
Praying God makes me strong,
Straying head first out of this world,
Not afraid if I'm wrong.
I will find the creator,
Even if it's me,
Carrying on my life,
Living deliriously.