Tuesday, September 29, 2009

One of my Favorite Poems by Dylan Thomas

DO NOT GO GENTLE INTO THAT GOOD NIGHT


Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Monday, September 28, 2009

1-on-1 with Joe

Stop yelling at me
Your pain is causing me not to see
I can feel the pain in your words
And sometimes you make me feel like those free birds
Is there anyway you can understand what it takes to be a man
I have tried to show you as best as I can
I didn't say no when you wanted to play 1-on-1
I laughed and ignored the beer/puke breath as the score was 21-0, I WON
What was it I really won?
What was it you even remembered about your son?
Ever have the urge to say you loved me stone cold sober?
Or was that liquid courage all I could get from you over and over?
I'm older now and have made many mistakes
But for some reason being your son, I can't figure out what it takes

Friday, September 25, 2009

Are you new? or Just a kid inside?

Today's youth are a very weird bunch we say
But I'm sure they said that about us yesterday

Listening to that horrible music and bad hair
But like us they really don't care

Every generation has its own identity
Whether it's being hippies or just a symbol for infinity

No matter what generation emerges over time
They all make everything connect like the next rhyme

Together generations fall into a pattern of history repeating
Just like last nights supper in the microwave reheating

So as your little girl says "you just don't understand"
You can say "oh yeah I forgot you are the first 15year old in this new land"

Think back of how you were when you were young
To a memory that made you so frustrated with your parents, yeah you know the one

Thursday, September 24, 2009

Mirror Mirror

If tonight were the last time I would see you then I wouldn't say goodbye
If yesterday was the last time I felt you then I wouldn't have let go
If last week was the last time we listened to tejano then I would still be playing music
And if last month was the last time we talked then I would Cherish every second of the memory
Instead I stand here glaring at a creature of such force and power
Staring deep into the depths of its soul
Eyes wide open as if an invitation to search deep into its mind
Looking past this creature of habit and accepting its love
Grasping on tightly as of to never be allowed to let go
Clinging to it with love in my heart
What is this I notice in the mirror? MY FATHER

Grillin N Chillin

Simple minds sit around and talk
What do they say? nothing
What do they here? nothing
What does their words mean? nothing
To many just sitting around is nothing
But to some, its everything
Its the great taste of a cold beer and great company
Its that sight of everyones kids running about with no worries
Its the tension when that ONE relative shows up
Its the great smell of BBQ grilling the whole day
Its the fight the brothers got into over.....who knows
Its the hug and drunken tears the brothers share after the fight
Or is it just the love that everyone has for each other, even if they won't say it!!!

Friday, September 18, 2009

Lions Roar

The anger consumes me and I'm lost for hours
"I can do this or I can do that" my minds flooded with thoughts
In all reality there is nothing I can really do
One day I fear the anger will be released like a newly freed Lion
Breaking away with such rage and happiness
Tearing into everything with great force and devouring life
So as I keep the beast locked up, I fear for my soul
Can my spirit be broken or torn down
I say not at all, besides aren't I just the lion trapped in the jaws of life

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Im the one who....

Inside my mind asks why
Outside I struggle not to cry
beliefs keep me from letting things go
And sometimes I'm obnoxious, everybody must know
Personal, is not how I meant it when we talked
Ignored is how you wished you walked
Follow what you see in me
Because perfection is not what its all cracked up to be
So stay focused on the things that make you smile
And your heart will be thanking you for a long long while