A new life’s beginning motivated by experience…
Colorful living that cannot be felt by someone else’s remembrance.
Salt and Pepper, seasoned by the trifles of life…
Maturing the mind, soul seeking and the sharpness of the knife.
Category Archives: Poetry
True Dreamer
Don’t fall in love with a Dreamer as a song was once sung and told … but a Dreamer instills courage, vision, passion, and of course naturally, a Heart of Gold.
She/He dreams from the mind … feels, and listens from the soul …
wishing one day to fulfill and truly see their visualized goal.
Maybe their dreams will never come true … but as long as they feel elated with purpose and joy, they will dream their whole lives through. Continue reading True Dreamer
Content by Way of Risk
Content by Way of Risk
I sit here, staring at Once Upon a Dream …Now blank thoughts, no direction it may seem.
I have shit going for myself cuz I’m with family and friends but somehow I just get lost …Walking through life getting warmer, all of a sudden feet covered with frost.
Folks try to know me, but I’m odd and some peops just don’t understand … So I write these lines through my “Thoughts from a littleMAN” c (HaHa! shameless plug see how I am : )
I’m positive and motivated but it works more on others … maybe that is my calling to inspire my sisters and brothers.
What do I do? Where am I going now? This is the theme of my day …That reiterates itself and echoes thru walls of someday.
I should be content, I’m pretty “Coo” where I’m at …But parts of me scream more! So I’m looking for the rabbit out of the hat.
I’m happy by nature, especially with fam, friends, and my relations … I’m just not happy with my situations.
Yea, I know stop complaining you make loot so make it happen …Problem is, I don’t know what direction to steer my ship like a captain.
Don’t know what path to take …No light from the skies to see what I make.
I do know god is with me and it may be part of a test … to strengthen my faith and to find my best.
There was a time I thought I knew it all … Man, Life humbled me no more answers thru my pretend crystal ball.
Sometimes I wish I had that arrogant type of confidence still … to pile through life and not be afraid to always person the wheel.
I pray for being blessed, for others, and strength to see …The True Journey, my Purpose, my Destiny.
Dear God, the Anthem of my Spirit; Please advise me, my Purpose with Passion … I want to make more a difference in any kind of fashion.
I don’t see it, offer me the sign, then all eggs in the basket … I’m all in, then never again ask it.
I’m Happy and Grateful, but there is a wall called: Prevent … That I put in my way holding me short to be fully content.
I don’t understand why I do this, Tisk, Tisk, Tisk … Maybe what I should do is take a Bigger Risk.
Middle Class Homeboy
Middle Class Homeboy telling the world “A” straight from the gate… I wasn’t born in a war zone or some rich estate.
A proud Chicano, American, but an individual at First, I choose my actions, and selections my way to voice…
Unlike some Gente’ in the barrios where they had no choice.
Sabes Que
Sabes Que (You know what…)
Why do people try to judge and talk about who they think you are…
When they don’t walk your everyday steps, really?! nearly by far. Continue reading Sabes Que
Solido (Solid)
Solid, renewed inner core soul…That at one time appeared to be taking its toll.
Your introspect evaluation came through to finally fix… The tormenting storm that whirled your feelings in the mix.
Confused, dazed, insecure thoughts are a thing of the past… and now your reinforced foundation is built to last.
You learned when you were down, is the only way up… For you see the full spectrum that fills the half-full cup. Continue reading Solido (Solid)
Love
Love, a superseding shine from the sun…
Love, the inner most good from oneself, true forever, and where it begun.
Love, a dove messenger that instills a spiritual groove… That illuminates and irons all crevasses to a mass of silky, smooth move.
A body, soul, love rationalizes to not one human kind… but frills the phantasmagoric being with peace of mind.
Through the Eyes of Rain
Rain hurries down, natures life set still…
Rushing through wetness to remain on a hill.
Seeing tranquility on the coolness of aqua falls…
Wishing to be fully in and consume it alls.
Toy in viewing, fulfillment in contemplation…
How does one flirt so close to the edge of annihilation.
Happiness is an Attitude Way
We constantly live and are tested … but many of us have God and folks who care and “Pump us Up” … and realize that we may have or be in the whelm of the Half Full Cup.
Complain and want more from your life today … its normal, as you see that Happiness is an Attitude Away.
and we are no fools for we soon realize … that pain makes us think think and thought makes us wise.
I have taken my own self down with negativity, but luckily for me … I found God, family and friends with sobering thoughts consistently. I am was lucky.
We see whats good and not so good, how do we apply it to our happiness … we may be blessed with the goodness that out weighs certain sadness.
If you are not feeling this entry … different situations compose certain reality.
If its that bad, man, sorry you feel this way … I continue to pray for the ones that need our positive energy.
It may not be the same for each of us, so it can be hard for many to live and relay … that Happiness is an Attitude Away.
Who subscribes to these types of rhetoric … sugar coated verbiage and believing that together we can handle it.
We do foo and with honesty, honor, and kindness… we can do this and achieve happiness.
Express and live your dreams, know how great you are … positivity always sees the shinning star.
Life can kicks us in the ass so we must stay strong, listen, be aware and live life the best we can everyday … and understand that your Happiness is an Attitude Away.
Sometimes
Sometimes when I write I don’t make Sense …. but thats “Coo A” doesn’t mean that anyone or myself is Dense.
Sometimes I need to write just between the fonts, page and I … to contemplate life by myself with no specific reason why.
But what if you don’t know understand life what will you do … scroll the landscape of reality till your ass is thru?
Nah, sometimes it is like that … listen to your hero’s and self then it will eventually come back.
We don’t quit but at times get discouraged… and disappointed in our made direction cause we haven’t flourished.
Sometimes we have to realize and understand … that the trife’s of life challenges our positive determination on demand.
Man, sometimes I love to write just because it feels good and right …. like a good drug occupying my time all thru the night.
So find your passion so it is not just sometimes as I should listen too.. but sometimes when you dream it is to help you get thru.
So Sometimes when I write it doesn’t make sense … but thats “Coo A” because it can help you clarify and then hence to commence.