Month: January 2020

Tom Brady
At the starting line
Getting Ready
His Olympic debut as a swimmer
BANG!

Off they go
Swimming as fast as a cheetah in water
Tom Brady looks like he is in first
But no!
Antonio Brown has taken over the lead
This is going to be close folks

They are tied for first in the last lap
These guys are really fast
Oh My GOD!
Tom Brady did it
He won the Gold Medal

Soccer
I play soccer
The inky black ball
The enormous goal

Across the field is the goal
I am devoted to soccer
One of the players has the ball

The players pass the ball around
We score the inky black ball into the goal
For 7 years I have been playing soccer

The soccer ball rushes down the field, into the goal.

empty means losing your purpose
like a boat with no water to sail on
like a jacket with no sleeves
because what’s the point
if i can’t finish anything
that i even try to start

why am i here if i don’t even do anything
except maybe to do something
for my own personal enjoyment
or try to find my purpose
try to find something
to fill in the gaps

I sit on the dock
Listening to the leaves fall behind me
Watching the lake flow with the folding ripples on the water
I can hear the running boats in the distance
The wind starts to howl and the branches start creeking
A cold breeze runs through me like im invisable
leaving me with goosebumps
I sit patiently waiting for the warmth of summer
Allowing me to come back and enjoy the summer heat
Letting the water run over me cooling me off.

Music is like
A long haul,
So much work
For nothing at all.

Or so it seems
When you sing along,
So many hours
For a three minute song.

A clock could tick
200 times
For a lot less
Than 200 rhymes.

A grain of sand
For every second spent,
You could empty a desert
And still not have a song yet.

At least that’s what it seems
With such a little chance to make it,
But music is like a long haul,
There’s still a chance, I’ll take it.

Ten thousand hours
You could start a timer,
Use it for your tempo,
Touch into F Minor.

This is a wake up call,
You can break the spell.
This music’s coming in fast
Creativity freed from its cell.

Music is like
a long haul,
Just don’t look down
And you’ll never fall.

BaseBALL

There was a time when I watched a game,
The name of the game was baseball,
In the game there was a Dinger,

That Dinger was like a car racing by,
Now I want to get a baseball,
We might have to wait (That would be forever) A WHOLE GAME!

What if I catch a Dinger?
“Throw it to me,” I said,
And that’s how I got a baseball,

I didn’t even have to wait the whole Game!

When I see something with nutrition
I run the other way
Food with nutrition is met with contrition
And It ruins my day

Yellow food is nasty
Red food is gross
Food with nutrition
Is what I avoid the most

When I see something with nutrition
My mouth says Ick!
I want to send all veggies to demolition
So I can not feel sick

One day my dad
Gave me a blueberry ick!
He put it in my mouth
I gagged and spit

I don’t get along with nutrition
We are not good friends
I have a premonition
That this is where it ends

Space Is Like Winter

Space is like winter
uncontrollable and desilet
cold and silent
like a winter night
unknown and dangerous
like the vacuum of space

but calm and soothing
at the same time
as you float
in space
and snow
letting the time fly by
like a comet or a
S
N
O
W
F
L
A
K
E
In the sky
and stars pulsate with life

Space is like Winter.
And Winter is like Space.

The Movies

We arrived late at night to the movies, the world was very dark
Movies are always loud (let’s hope this one’s not loud)
We walked inside to the sound of popping popcorn.

Oh, how I really love popcorn
We enter the theater, despite the lights, the room is still dark
The movie begins, and it is loud

(I cover my ears to drown it out) I hoped it was not loud
(I hoped to have gotten used to the sound) I’ll try to eat some popcorn
(Just like the world around this building) This movie is very dark.

I step outside the door, out of the loudness, and popcorn, and find the darkness of the outside world.

Colorful Fall
Fall is made of leaves
Fall is made of beautiful colors
Getting colder and colder towards winter

As the trees die, you know it’s the beginning of winter
Hear the crunch as you jump in the leaves.
The trees look like a sunset full of colors.

The rake brushing away the variety of colors
The wind blowing the heart of fall into the coldness of winter
As fall comes again so do the elegant leaves.

The trees and leaves filled with color perishing as winter falls.