Posts Tagged ‘#poetrypod’

A playful look how childhood school experiences that could have scarred some students shape those that see the deeper lesson is so much more important. I was always the little guy in class and I have deal with more than my share of bullies and spoiled rich

Another example of my lyrics stating the obvious. Observations that your boss or grandmother would say all the time, but no one would listen! Even someone that makes a living gambling know you never win without playing.

I have witnessed a lot of beautiful relationships that seemed as solid as anything I will ever know crumble into bitterness and hate. A couple that I knew for example, infatuated with each other. Over the years each flaw and glance became unbearable and cruel. What was once cute is disgusting. From my point of view nothing had changed. They were both the same people as always. How they are seeing has changed, not what.

I must have been thinking about the cliché trophy wives (or husbands). So you marry the prom queen or rich kid and now you are stuck with someone you can’t even talk to. Maybe thinking that the cover of the book wears thin after a while.

A guide to the illusion and power of glitter. From a distance or at a glance the city is sparkling and alive. Once attracted to the beauty, the spiders surround you in their web and suck your savings dry. No matter how much the glittery thing costs, it’s hard to take it back!

A hard and simple look at the chances most people never have, even though choices are everywhere. Even still, thinking no chance will ever really come, we continue on. Friends would ask me to do some audio gig or help them get their gear set up. More than a few were acting as if they were in debt to me and owed me a big favor. That is where I came up with the first two lines. Then it was clear that for many chances would be rare, but sadistically many are available to others. The best chances you will ever get are Barely Perceptible.

Thoughts of being grounded as a child jumping from a swing to the survivor of a sharing family that watched you to form your tribe. Another reflection of music that ended up creating a bridge to help me communicate with people outside my brain.
It is a waste of time claiming to know answers that are unknown. Prayers are wasted since the god you pretend to worship cannot hear.

My lyrics are often preachy. Giving the false impression that I think I know what to do. Empathically linked to people around me I share their perspectives and histories. The failed attempts at secrets and the impossibility to hide lies. Once someone you love or trust has betrayed you with lies even though it holds you frozen for years, you will never let it happen again. Some lessons are painful but better shared early in life or love.

A little self explanatory. I found myself unable to push things faster. Everything seems to be working until the pile-up five minutes before deadline. Soon you begin to spiral in faster than imaginable. No music for this one. I figured it would be good for some sci-fi soundtrack somewhere. Any thoughts let me know.