It is a fear
To dissapoint others
I've made up my mind
But to break the news
Is taking more time
Than it should
I don't want anger
Nor do I accept vengence
But sometimes it is just
Really hard
To say these things
That need to be said
Sooner
Or
Later
365 days of poem,stories,and possibly inspiring things. I planned the project,but usually never plan what I post. Hence why I named this blog something I felt to be clever. This is "A Planned Impulse." Welcome to organized madness.
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Day 113-Cookies Anyone
A life long
Told me
Do what you must
To just be happy
A simple mix
Of need
Of want
Of content
Of acceptance
Of warmth
In the heart
From the mind
Sometimes it is
It always is
Okay
To just do
What you feel
Is fine
Told me
Do what you must
To just be happy
A simple mix
Of need
Of want
Of content
Of acceptance
Of warmth
In the heart
From the mind
Sometimes it is
It always is
Okay
To just do
What you feel
Is fine
Sunday, November 14, 2010
Day 111-Just Standing Here
We stand before the ritual taking
It believes it has the rights
To our souls
We stand before the past
Present
As they nearly force us
To relive them through
We stand before the eyes
While each pair
Sits and waits
And sits and stares
And sits and judges
We stand before the future
Unknowing and innocent
Not much caring about the time
That was spent
Leaves one thinking a lot less
About
Where we stand today
It believes it has the rights
To our souls
We stand before the past
Present
As they nearly force us
To relive them through
We stand before the eyes
While each pair
Sits and waits
And sits and stares
And sits and judges
We stand before the future
Unknowing and innocent
Not much caring about the time
That was spent
Leaves one thinking a lot less
About
Where we stand today
Day 110-Just For Today
The sun shine
Through the panes
Windows glittering
With the promise
For today
I didn't win the lottery
But you saw no dissapoinment
In my blue eyes
I was just ready
For today
I can by another
Cart of groceries
More than anyone "needs"
Certainly more for
Just you and me
For today
The moon
Glitters on the lake
Not much at stake
But my heart
Waiting for the take
For today
This is the first day
Of my life
Through the panes
Windows glittering
With the promise
For today
I didn't win the lottery
But you saw no dissapoinment
In my blue eyes
I was just ready
For today
I can by another
Cart of groceries
More than anyone "needs"
Certainly more for
Just you and me
For today
The moon
Glitters on the lake
Not much at stake
But my heart
Waiting for the take
For today
This is the first day
Of my life
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
Day 109-Vloggitys
Sitting in front of the camera
Or bringing it with
Typically not sponsered
By your big time network
Showings are not scheduled
Dialouge is not scripted
Although there may be just
A few notes involved
Some fall a bit short
Then the next day
Run seemingly long
Guess the unpredictable subject
By the heading right above
Only kind of sums up
The video blog
Rolled up in to one term
Vlog
Or bringing it with
Typically not sponsered
By your big time network
Showings are not scheduled
Dialouge is not scripted
Although there may be just
A few notes involved
Some fall a bit short
Then the next day
Run seemingly long
Guess the unpredictable subject
By the heading right above
Only kind of sums up
The video blog
Rolled up in to one term
Vlog
Monday, November 8, 2010
Day 108-I've Grown Attached To My Second Set Of Feet
Dingy laces
Faded canvas
Comes with every rare wash
And every adventure grand
That small hole in the side
Could possibly let in sand
Soles barely grip
A little water
Could mean a tiny slip
Soaks up rain from the bottom
Up in to my socks
Well worn shoes
Aged with frequent wear
Trade them in for a new pair
I almost would not dare
Faded canvas
Comes with every rare wash
And every adventure grand
That small hole in the side
Could possibly let in sand
Soles barely grip
A little water
Could mean a tiny slip
Soaks up rain from the bottom
Up in to my socks
Well worn shoes
Aged with frequent wear
Trade them in for a new pair
I almost would not dare
Sunday, November 7, 2010
Day 107-If I Randomly Die,I Hope I Die Here
The aroma of coffee
It drifts through the air
Inviting me in
The door is painted a dark green
The kind that is chipped from age
As well as for charm and effect
People inside sit by the windows
Reading their books,papers
Some write
Other just watch the passers by
The menus are handwritten
On real chalkboard choices await
Just above the counter where the register lay
It may be late at night
Slash
Early in the morn
But with company such as this
You can't help but feel warm
In this little coffee shop
I oh so adore
It drifts through the air
Inviting me in
The door is painted a dark green
The kind that is chipped from age
As well as for charm and effect
People inside sit by the windows
Reading their books,papers
Some write
Other just watch the passers by
The menus are handwritten
On real chalkboard choices await
Just above the counter where the register lay
It may be late at night
Slash
Early in the morn
But with company such as this
You can't help but feel warm
In this little coffee shop
I oh so adore
Day 106-Sometimes I Feel Kids Are Really Way Wise Beyond The Years
I could be a bird
Watch me fly
Almost float
Across the sky
Almost touching it
Oh so high
I could be a fish
In the ocean
See me swim
To and from
From and to
In the deep ocean blue
I could be a lion
Watch me stalk
Amongst the tall grass
Waiting for a motion
Searching for signal
Below the hot African sun
I could be anything
According to the small child
I used to be
Watch me fly
Almost float
Across the sky
Almost touching it
Oh so high
I could be a fish
In the ocean
See me swim
To and from
From and to
In the deep ocean blue
I could be a lion
Watch me stalk
Amongst the tall grass
Waiting for a motion
Searching for signal
Below the hot African sun
I could be anything
According to the small child
I used to be
Day 105-Time Prove Me Right
There was a time
A moment in it
I felt like the world was out to get me
No possible way for me to win it
Over
Problems I leapt
Over others I wept
Not one understanding tear
From them all
Confused
And almost relieved
As I finally realize I am
And begin to just
Move on
A moment in it
I felt like the world was out to get me
No possible way for me to win it
Over
Problems I leapt
Over others I wept
Not one understanding tear
From them all
Confused
And almost relieved
As I finally realize I am
And begin to just
Move on
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
Day 104-Sometimes I Don't Have My Reasons
I smile
Randomly
I smile
I get questioned
For my reason
No there is nothing on your face
No you did you say anything
No I am not just now getting the punchline
No I did not just think of something that happened that one time
Sometimes
More often than not
I just
Smile
Randomly
I smile
I get questioned
For my reason
No there is nothing on your face
No you did you say anything
No I am not just now getting the punchline
No I did not just think of something that happened that one time
Sometimes
More often than not
I just
Smile
Day 103-Life Is Like A Giant Reality Show With More Substance And Better Characters
I come to wonder
Why people
Are so interested
In other people
Are we not interesting
Enough
Just by ourselves?
We take the good
The bad
The insane
The surreal
All of it
We study
We view
We critique
We want to be
These people
Just other people
Just like us
Why people
Are so interested
In other people
Are we not interesting
Enough
Just by ourselves?
We take the good
The bad
The insane
The surreal
All of it
We study
We view
We critique
We want to be
These people
Just other people
Just like us
Day 102-Worth It?
So much is being taken
Out of me
Inside
My bones moan
My muscles ache
Outside
Skin looks dry
Eyes look tired
And in some world
They would say
It is all
"Just another dollar earned"
Out of me
Inside
My bones moan
My muscles ache
Outside
Skin looks dry
Eyes look tired
And in some world
They would say
It is all
"Just another dollar earned"
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