Throw backs

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Here are a few notes (short little poems really) that I published on my Facebook account about two years ago.

Inspired by my search for purpose, issues with love of family, self and the world, these are my fears and hopes together.

I’m not sure why, but while I was looking through them I thought they deserved a bit of rewrite and to be republished….



I carry within me those long gone

their insight and foresight,

stories long lost.

And meanwhile my ignorant arrogance,

induced by youth and followed by a playful innocence,

runs rampant and wild.

This, a story of a child born wild,

later tamed by the elements

and given wings by the elements.

Its elementary dear Watson.

This is how i am destined to be.



I felt it,

that stabbing pain plaguing you

It exerts itself whenever u relive those days when love was always.

I felt it,

that anxiety overwhelming you,

it can’t let u breath,you’re stuck beneath the memory of those days long lost,

when love was found.

I felt it then,

i feel it now,

someway, somehow you’ve left a trace of your once loving face

etched within myself.

I felt it then,

i feel it now,

that emptiness

It renders me powerless

and memory

won’t let me sleep.

And so tears flow, the years go by,

i still feel your awesome glow,

You still grow a complete stranger.

I felt it,

that fight in you,

that hero glue that’s stuck between us,

it still reveals us,

lets us see what’s happening underneath.

I felt it,

that magic that i saw in you…

so electric.

And so I mimic the wonderment you let me see,

hope it brings a closeness to we

but still u were never here.

U grow a complete stranger…

To me.

Sometimes i wish i’d never known u,

that way my love would be mine and mine alone.

Sometimes i wish I could forget you…

let me be without foolish memories,

but still they live,

as u do.

And will forever remain

a complete stranger to me

my complete stranger.



Soldiers walk this ground here.

Age is no divide,

generations side by side.

Spirits aligned to an end defined.

Defeat the enemy,

erase the threat.

What to do when the enemy is you?

Will you gut the side bringing destruction to you?

So morns the deaths,

your sister’s last breath.

But be sure soldier,

your mission you must complete.


What you fight reflects you,

what you praise reflects you

But what is it you call you?

Come now soldier,

arm yourself for the battle field.



“Do as I say not as I do,” that’s me and you, you know it too.

But you forget an important fact, “copy cat copy cat” so learning goes.

From actions seen and stories told.

Chest puffed up big, pride spread on thick.

I’ll fight and die to get my way…

Street smarts, yes, home grown, yes.

Anarchy in perfect order, that’s how we live with order.

Trust, this apple didn’t fall far from the tree.