Childhood Memories

So tonight I was playing outside with my younger cousins and on my way back to my house I thought of an idea for another poem tonight. I had however ask for ideas but no one answered, so I'm going with mine. In another two months I'm going to begin my junior year of college, and its crazy how fast time has flown by. I remember when all day I would be outside playing by myself in no hurry to grow up or do anything else. So here is a nostalgic poem of childhood.

Times were different being young
All the hours outside
Creating scenarios
Starting new wars
Winning all the races
Bringing home the gold
Imagining new worlds
Creating new games
When it was time to come in
Legos, k'nects and playdoh where there
Opening brand new doors
Writing all new stories
Car derbies and army battles
Constructing tents of pillows, bed and blankets
Fighting monsters in the closet
When its bath time
The stings of cuts and scraps
Off to bed
To dream up new ideas for tomorrow

At a Start

So tonight I really have no idea what to type here, but I have to keep this up. The title has a sparking idea, so maybe I can go from there.

Ahead of me lies a line
One scuffed from those before
The path however
In no clear direction
I take a step forward
Knowing there's no turning back
Looking ahead
I smile to myself
Knowing my decisions
Are solely my own
Mistakes and achievements
Both are ahead
Friends and foes
Will come and go
Each new step
Is a new path forward
One gladly taken
One I'm ready to begin
And one I know
Will have a happy ending

Submission

So last night I wrote a poem of love, however it was taken way too far and now I am pretty much hated by the girl. But that is all she is a girl still growing and still learning a lot about the world. So I am not mad at her for what she said to me. I'm not mad at her for any reason. It wasn't her fault, I let my emotions get carried away with someone not capable of reciprocating the feelings. So a poem not of anger but of understanding and submission.

I was mistaken once again
I know I was out of place
I didn't mean to push you
I didn't mean to hurt you
My feelings were genuine
I truly do love you
I'll drop this topic
I'll give up my chase
I ask your forgiveness
But I won't ask to hear it
I'm walking away
Head held high
Steps firmly taken
Knowing I was wrong
But knowing you were too
We'll walk away winners
But we'll walk away losers
Nobody wins
When no one plays fair
So I'll say goodnight
With a kiss and a wave
And hope someday to meet you again

Love in not so short a phrase

So today I had no idea what I was going to write, in fact I had no idea for a poem. Then I kept looking for one person to get online so I could talk to her, the longer the day went on the more my heart wept. I didn't get a chance to talk to her, but a poem began to stir as I was watching the AMC Artist of the Decade concert. The Artist was George Strait and after two amazing hours of different artist getting on stage and signing their favorite George Strait song it hit me, my blog had to be about love tonight poem or no. Don't fret though I have thought up a poem and I will write it as I go along tonight (which if you didn't know, my best poems come from my emotions and my heart with no editing involved.) So here is a poem to someone deep in my heart.

If I could write you a song
It would be a song of love
If I could sing to you just once
I would sing you a lullaby
I would tell you I love you
That I would never leave you
If I could hold you again
I'd never want to let go
If I could kiss you softly
Upon you forehead I would lay it
If you would walk with me
I'd tell you my dream
If I held your hand
I'd die for just a second
Just to be revived
By a smile on your face
If I told you a secret
Would you keep it locked away
If I told you I loved you
Would you say it right back
If I were to die tomorrow
I'd be happy to go
Just as long as I knew
That my heart was safe with yours

Trial Poetics

So last night as I was thinking about this blog and the ideas I've had for it, A poem started to form. I was lying in bed listening to a podcast and getting ready to fall asleep, so I had no way to write it down then I remembered I had my phone close at hand and I thus began to write:

How I long for You
When I am down on my knees
Oh how I cry out
When tears flow down my cheek
Lord hear my prayers
When I am desperately calling
Hold me close
Let me feel Your love
When I feel alone
Whisper words of fondness
Let me know that You are here
Lord let Your light shine
Unto the darkest hour of my life
Lord I lift this prayer to You
As I lay down my head to sleep

In the Beginning

So thanks to a good friend whom I love dearly, I have decided to attempt this blog thing. My outlook for this is for me to attempt to write a poem a day, however if that doesn't work I will at least write something everyday. So in the beginning I have created a plan and I've begun an inspiration. In the beginning I have started a new chapter, I have turned a new page. In the beginning I have dreamed of a brighter tomorrow when I end each yesterday with a prayer and a smile.

You may comment as you will, I'll shy not away from criticism or hatred. I will always keep a calm head about me and truthfully I will keep you whom read this in my prayers. That I may touch you with my words, and move you with my senses.

Until tomorrow, I love, and go in peace.