OPEN MIC ARCHIVES November, 2001

~*~

Nic Fit
NicK S.

What a crave the world would wonder,

to take a drag from the tobaccos thunder.

I want a cig. and I want it now,

or the whole dam world will fall.

Nicotine, oh nicotine,

where thoust you lie.

Nicotine, oh nicotine,

without you I will die.

From cigarettes to cigars,

I can smell you from afar.

from pipes to a role-me-own,

oh it dose make my mouth foam.

Nicotine, oh nicotine,

where thoust you lie.

Nicotine, oh nicotine,

without you I will die.

I want a cigarette, or I want tobacco,

or I will bite down and rip out your soul.

Without a cigarette here I sit,

nicotine will only cure this nic fit.

~*~

FEELING FREE
Kym Jepsen

I awake to darkness,

I awake to pain,

I awake to sorrow,

I awake to shame.

I arise to the moon,

I arise to the blood,

I arise to the devil,

I arise to thy love.

I summon up my courage,

I summon up my strength,

I summon up my hopefulness,

I summon up my breath.

I walk towards the flames,

I walk towards the space,

I walk towards my destiny,

I walk towards my faith.

I start to float upwards,

I start to feel free,

I start to feel that after death,

I start to feel free.

~*~

Wild Cat
Michelle Dickerson

There is something

Something down deep inside

Something so wild

You should probably hide

An anger this powerful

A hate this great

I don't want to hurt anyone

But I can't control this state

There's a wild animal

Trapped so deep inside

Sometimes she gets free

Like those times you lied

You're always hurting me

It really hurts so bad

The way you tear my heart

Now it only makes me mad

Now the tiger is set loose

Her red eyes are glowing

All the hatred at the surface

Through her veins it is flowing

~*~

Gone
Susie L

What happened to the times we spent together?

What became of the promise, ‘friends forever?

Is this the way life ends,

A relation between two friends?

I’m finding it hard to understand.

Gone are the days we spent together,

Gone is the promise, ‘always forever’,

Gone is the love shared between to hearts,

That just seemed to fall apart.

Unbelievable the way it has turned out,

I’m still wondering what it’s all about.

You’re gone, how can I hold on?

You were my guide, in you I could confide.

I’m finding it hard to understand.

Gone are the times of you and me, it’s too hard to believe.

You were my light in the dark, part of my heart.

What did we do, what did we say,

To make it all turn out this way.

I’m finding it hard to understand.

What happened to such a strong love?

Of friends, that just came to an end?

What happened to me, what happened to you?

We never knew our nightmare would come true.

~*~

"Born Too Early, Too Late"
Judith Armstrong

This is not my time, for I was born too early, too late.

There is nothing here for me, but loneliness and hate.

No love, no happiness, nothing to make me want to stay.

Just pain, torment, and anger that blocks my every way.

Gentle winds whisper to me, this is not your time or space.

Come with me, come away now, this is not your place.

Come out of the darkness and despair, for this is not your time.

You were born too early, too late into a life of sad rhymes.

The tears that you cry can only hurt your sad lonely soul.

And the saddest part of it all is that no one will ever know.

That I was born too early, too late in a world that doesn’t care.

That I am alone and unloved with looks none too fair.

No one can understand, what’s deep in my sad heart.

Existing is not living and breathing is just a small part.

I was born too early, too late and I can’t change my fate.

The question remains, do I continue, this option I now weigh.

~*~

Emerge unseen

By Adan V. Baca

October 2001

Emerge unseen through a veil of sunlight

Blinding frozen eyes blue with indifference and indoctrination

Comfort erases the need for faith

And revenge shatters peaceful night

As calls for blood are much more inviting than love

I sit in cushioned chair and breathe

As I watch images inside the tv screen

Anger rises not from hatred but from greed

Greed fueled by selfishness which is found as

The root of all desire

Desire slowly kills the soul

And I walk down empty hallway

Looking for my fix

Economics replace God power is the life we seek

Destruction of all sovereignty awakens sleeping nighttime stare

Intelligence is obsolete

And darkness flows beneath the happy sky

Everything is permissible and almost never free

~*~

Acts of terror struck the U.S. of A.

So much innocence has been victimized

What a dark, gloomy and horrendous day

Fear and destruction we can't realize.

Police and firemen so caring and brave

And man's best friend lending noses and paws

Lives they are all determined to save

All for an important and worthy cause.

A nation so strong and resilient

Freedom and liberty both standing tall

A president angered but brilliant

Goodness will conquer and evil will fall.

A country hurt and feeling betrayal

But firmly believing justice prevails.

-Courtney Grondin-

~*~

I AM WEAK...BUT NOT AS WEAK AS YOU...I AM STRONG...BUT NOT AS STRONG AS YOU...

I AM FALLING...SAID THE LEAF...I AM COLD...SAID THE SEA...I AM BLUE...

SAID THE SKY...ANOTHER DAY...ANOTHER SAND HAS FALLEN...I SEE YOU...

WHY ARE YOU CRYING?...I SEE YOU...WHY ARE YOU BLUE?...IS YOUR HEART BROKEN?...

I AM WEAK...AND I AM BLUE...SAID THE DARK HAIRED MAN...I AM IN PAIN...

I AM THINKING OF DAYS...LONG PAST...MAKES ME HAPPY...MAKES ME SAD...

MAKES ME CRY...I REMEMBER HER FACE...

I AM WEAK...SAID THE TREE...WILL YOU REMEMBER ME?

RICK SIHLER

~*~

Feelings!!
Rosalie

I spread my arms but I can’t fly away from the pain

I look through my eyes but I can’t see the love

I listen with my ears but I can’t hear your voice

I try to understand you but the words don’t come clear

I try to help but nothings enough to repair all the hurt

Feelings You Have Inside

~*~

IN THEIR CLOSET

Bollimuntha venkata ramana rao

It's on me

It’s on my room

Where ever I am

I am an unknown face

In between the mob.

A dark shadow draws

Swinging in my mind

As an aloner

The words are dumb

Relations are artificial

When ever a smile blooms

It moves away in split second

Expressions and feelings

Doesn’t explain to any one

Doesn’t share any one

Each and everyone

In their selfish motive

They are in their war

They are in their dreams

Hours of time melting

They are in their despair

Castles may be figured

Remains as a white paper

As a fantasy ,as a question

Itching as a thorn

When ever artificial smile blooms

They are not ready to throw words

Chit-chat is an interruption

They says that-

You wander in your dreams

We are busy in our work

We are busy in our dreams

Tears may disturb

Don’t spoil our time.

~*~

Waiting -
Michelle Ballard

I see your spirit in the eyes of our children.

I hear your voice in their joyful laughter.

I see them looking for something I cannot give them.

I hear them crying for something that isn’t there.

I dream of you only to awake alone.

I reach for you and you’re not there.

I look around and all I see and hear is you.

In the whisper of the wind.

In the setting of the sun.

In the silence of the night.

And the roar of the surf.

You who are such a part of my very existence.

I cannot get away from reminders of you.

I rage against the injustice of the system.

I push against the bars of a cage.

Built by lies and incompetence.

When you come home, I will be here.

Waiting.

~*~

Blasted
bLaise

Blaze blasted ways sarcastic sticky stone the waver save your majors for the casket or get broken like my basket,,,,full of hope full of screams broken promises empty dreams,,cementing forces concrete to live it

detail the picture it sure is vivid be sure to live it or die to try therefore it contradiction like a swim that flies. its him that lies for the lady is standing(under) wonder if the man continues planning with the intro that he's usin' before the mending, ending the conclusion...

~*~

IMAGE OF DIVINE
Troels Hundtofte

Scraping on the future, digging in the past.

trying to remember, trying to make it last.

Shattered dreams before me, unlike I used to dream.

Today's it’s so much harder, nothing’s what it seems.

All of this reminds me. All I cannot do.

None of what I told myself. None of it is true.

Can’t live inside a framework. Can’t breathe an air that’s fake

Your story is a fairytale, your world i cannot take.

Put the pieces back together.

The image of divine.

Created certain sentences.

Repeated in my mind.

Although I’m quite familiar, with all of this around.

I’m tied to transparency, tied to what i found.

Secrets I’ve forgotten, memories I own.

Scarred for life, I’m certain. Damned to be alone.

Put the pieces back together.

The image of divine.

Created certain sentences.

Repeated in my mind.

~*~

COUPLET ON 'FROST'

- Sunil K Bhagvandas

You belong to the home of my heart ;

but on a frosty winter's night, the chill entered an unclosed window.

~*~

"A Word from the Gifted"

By Duane Hunter (Mr. Nobody)

Divine Intervention.

Souls wandering and running into one another.

Planned coincidences,

with journeys unknown.

Feeling the rhythmic pulse of God.

The constant gravitation

and pushing of one brother closer to

the other.

The Believers.

Soldiers of truth.

Deliverers of souls.

Through the ministry of music,

we touch

and change

man.

~*~

When We Found Us
Rob Martin

Time had reversed itself,

on that cold, embracing night,

when a sudden snowstorm

animated the hibernating land.

We became children again,

on that cold, embracing night.

Within our minds we played,

so far away from Death,

wrapped within

the warm shelter

of a newfound innocence.

~*~

There you stand, so proud and tall,

Here I descend and continue to fall,

There you are thinking you are the best,

Completely unaware, your just like the rest,

you hate me so...you make me your hoe.

I fight so hard, yet I'm still a retard.

You call me a bitch and laugh with your friends,

I sit here alone, the pain never ends.

It's you I despise, if i had my s*it together

i'd smoke you right between the eyes.

Dalyce Urban

~*~

September 11th
stephen foster

"Lost in a world of thought

dazzled by your specters

like juggling clowns

and dancing jesters

Jittering around

in some random pattern

looking for that bastard

they call Bin Laden

But never fear

we've seen it before

the Anthrax crap

it's only a lure

Open your eyes

and take our hand

Our kingdoms, our castles

it's our holy land"

~*~

God, where are You? Are You here?

I know You said that You’d stay near.

Why can’t I feel You? Why can’t I see

The love You said You had for me?

Usually I can see and I can feel

That all You said to me is real.

And yet, sometimes, I feel of falling.

I feel like You abandon me.

And then You say, “Child, I am here.”

And then I know that You are near.

I know this time of pain and need

Is when You stop to carry me.

So help me, Lord, help me please!

And when I’m down here on my knees,

And when I ask You heal, love, save,

And when I tell You what I have

To give to You in prayer and sorrow,

And what I want to do tomorrow,

Then grant me these few things I ask.

I know, for You, ‘tis a simple task.

And now, when I feel You and when I don’t,

And when I ask but think You won’t,

Then remind me, Lord, of all Your love.

Help me feel you from above.

----Nicholas Williams

~*~

All is black till the eye can no longer see

Here I am where never did I think I'd be

The Great Waters are around me

And increasing

And incoming

With every moment and night that goes by

The Great Waters get deeper and deeper says I

And now when everything has come to be

I have to see

I am afraid of drowning

And swimming

I dearly do not wish to drown

For I want to see one more dawn

To see the dawn once more, a desire so great

Increasing with incredible rate

But yet still moments come when I am

ready to swim and survive

That the fear takes over and I stay and wait

to die

As the Great Waters upon me commense

I think and feel like an ass

Why oh why can I not attempt to live

And on this eve

I think the Great Waters are to at

last drown me

So I see that now is it, in order to live

But how oh how can it be done,

What could never before be done?

But it must be done or I will no longer be

And it must be done by me

So now the act that was impossible

Becomes the act that is likeable

To come to be done

But why does it seem so hard for me to turn

it on?

Whatever the cause

Whatever it may cost

I must

for the Great Waters are a comest

On this eve

Of all the eve

The time is here

And I must live

Redon Cabej

~*~

Shadows do not play
Al Majko

Shadows do not play

But flat lay along the street

Or bar their way obliquely across a path

Like blades black but not the blackest,

Not the sharpest, and yet this play

Is beauty where the thinnest line

Reflecting pole by pole

Points away from the light

That smarts the eyes or seems soft

Along the edges

Like lashes on the eye.

Where a bright glass is sharp:

Along each side is drawn a curtain

Whose lace-edge is a net for the light--

By the blade of black edge it seems less bright.

~*~

Moonrocking
steve

In the backyard, nestled between two giant oaks,

Rests a large sliver of the moon,

Silvery and luminescent in the humid night air.

It is there that we fish, and laze, and swing our legs,

Over the shallow edge,

Disturbing the frogs and crickets.

Behind us, we stand out against the pitch

Of the latest evening,

Silhouettes in our theatrical lighting.

Though the moonrock slope is steep,

We enjoy our own gravity,

And stick like bugs to paper, dangling arms.

The storms, volcanoes, and lightning in our Da Vinci landscape

Are distant worries, for we know that at anytime,

We can levitate back up to the sky.

~*~

"Blinded by the broken glass"
NurJahanshadid Akbar

See through the blood of this instant rage

let your mind go from this confusing maze

too many times we are blinded by our fate

it is time

for us to see truths life

i do not soar with the eagle

the dark bird of despair

to many times it has left its misery

and now it asks why?

after the ones have stolen some of its young from its nest

now it has no rest

and following illusions

like the blind walk behind demons

give me the reasons

too many times

blood, and death brought on boats

songs of bombs dropped from the air

lies and devils everywhere

wake up and smell your lair

the devils stench and truths death appears

too many times

and now we see the eagle stare

in the mirror of judgment

seeing no soul there

~*~

This is Love
Sarah Bilby

I lean down to kiss

his temple after a cold

trip outside our bedroom

for a drink of water.

A small sound escapes his lips,

a sort of unconscious sigh.

And seeing him sleep

in the semi-darkness of

this early Saturday morning,

knowing he needed

that little touch

as much as I needed

to give it, I realize:

This is love.

~*~

The dead son (part 1)
Cr aig Atkinson

There, the image of another face

the reflection is deluded,

no longer promises sense,

logic or any sort of comfort.

The familiar face is exactly

the opposite from that in recollection,

the opposite sex.

I don't remember her,

no, not the same eyes.

It's not her

cold and white,

heart lifeless.

To find her living well

with out the fear or care

of the eyes of those she once

betrayed.

I wonder if they'll bother call me

when she's truly lost or gone.

~*~

God My True Friend
sarai longoria

When I was sad, and almost in tears

In need of someone to bring me up to cheers,

You were the one that would understand

Who would lift my spirit up, and lend me a helping hand.

I was an outcast, until the day I met you.

You never left my side and you help me get through.

You were the one who taught me to love,

to avoid hate, and to stay pure like a white dove.

You made me realize how special I was

that you gave Your One and Only Son for us.

Now I know that you were always there,

not far away but close to my despair.

And now that you made me into a new person

You've cleansed my sins and buried them down below an

ocean.

I Thank you Lord for always being there for me,

and for answering my every single plea!!

And to show you how much I appreciate

I want you to know that will always be my soul mate.

~*~

If when you wake up in the morning

and the hurting is so great,

You don’t want to get out of bed

and face a world of hate.

If everything in life goes wrong

and nothing you do seems right,

You just try a little harder

and soon you’ll see the light.

For every person who puts you down

and filled your life with pain,

You must strive to achieve greatness

and show them you can win.

For every disappointment

for the times you are let down,

There will be a better moment

and your life will turn around.

Because everyone feels heartache

and everyone feels pain,

But only those who have true courage

can get up and try again.

Marguriet8

~*~

Alone
by Kimberley Borle

To be alone isn't an awful thing

It can make you think

You end up looking at your life

Asking yourself "What am I doing?"

The isolation, it can be fun

You can let your imagination run wild,

Have the time of your life

With no one around to make fun

You can think about yourself

Theirs no one to say your selfish

You can do what you want

With no one to tell you no

If it's not awful to be alone,

Why do I feel like screaming?

If it's so much fun,

Why do I feel like crying?

You all may think it's not,

But it's fun being alone

To scream and cry

alone, alone...

~*~

Monster
Zac Woods

This monsters name is Groor

He lives behind my closet door

When you see him you'll surely roar

At the monster behind my closet door

~*~

Go to bed, Ed,

and tell your brother Ted, Ed,

To also go to bed,

because he's been fed. What Ed?

You hit your head?

On the pipe, Ed? That thing is lead, Ed!

You'll be okay, Ed. Go to bed.

What now Ed?

It's turning red?

It's turning your bedspread red?

I'll send in Ted, Ed.

Ted will help your head. What? Ted's in bed?

TED"S ALREADY ASLEEP IN BED!

Oh, you'll be fine, Ed.

We'll fix your bedspread

in the morning, Ed. Ed? ED?!

Ed is dead.

Ted's no longer asleep in bed.

Shut up Ted!

And...shut...up...Ed.

Craig Power

~*~

As I sat upon the sea blue grass,

I gazed up at the purple sky,

A blue sun setting, giving time,

A crown here, a shoe there,

Even a face smiling down at me,

I stood and stretched my golden wings,

And took off for those stars so inviting,

Yet, despite all around me,

I was lonely,

Like a child, lost, forgotten.

Nehana

~*~

"Homajj"
Trace Cates

Ill paint you that picture

to hang high above your mantle

In deep Reds, Yellows, and Blues

Deep colors

For Deep women

Deep under the Persimmon Tree

Where i found that picture of you reading Bible in Hindi.

High above the tree tops

Waiting for me

with your songs and stories of that old Turkish market

you used to love so much when you were a girl.

Running up and down the streets of Istanbul

Old Constantinople!! you start your song by the sink

Washing Greens Like a true American woman

That we know your not.

~*~

Heart Break
Athena Marshall

Guys line up to beg and grovel when she winks

She has a different date everyday

She knows how to walk and what to say

Spellbinding eyes so they can't look away

Your heart goes weak and your brain goes numb

You lose control and turn helpless and dumb

Then ask me what you should have said or done

She has the style of a queen

But inside she's evil, heartless and mean

I have to close my eyes not to look

When she rips your heart out and adds your name to her book

She plays with peoples minds like they were toys

Turns a crowd into stupid baby girls and boys

Her smile can bring mountains to their knees

If she controlled the world nothing would be free

There is no number to count her sins

She plays with the devil and wins

And sometimes she's all I want to be

So your emerald green eyes will fade from her and one day look at

~*~

Broken
Rudianto Sjahril

A beauty of life, never forgotten

But why can't I feel this blessed world, with joy?

Clear my mind now but can't liven

The memories, what are those if crippled toil?

Said that I have learned this peace of mind

But it is all gone now and danger soiled

Firm in my belief now it is shaken and blind,

If only a chance to reborn but life is not a toy.

Sinking deeply with myself and I wish the light

Would bring me peace and eliminate the night,

Filled with uncertainty and fear I can't fight

This is life I wonder and no more cries.

As southern suns rose and feel no more pain,

The desire to forget can never achieve,

But I will try and the sorrow will slain,

I will try to forget and at least forgive.

I am broken, torn to pieces,

Life is a memory but mine, blotted

Like an ink I have to erase

Or at least release my pain.

I am broken.

~*~

Eyes of a Cat
Jared Head

The Cat's eyes project a fierce gradient of luminous glow.

It is this glow that warns other animals of its presence.

The glow is like a force field.

The smaller creatures scurry.

~*~

There are things you just don't understand

The hatred buried inside

The resentment hidden in the sand

The sorrow thought to be left behind

And you don't even care

I need someone to hold me

And chase away my tears

I need someone to help me see

That there are no real fears

And you don't even care

With each and every kiss

You make me sore

But I can't live my life like this

You only hurt me more

And you don't even care

You keep leaving me behind

With no one to blame but myself

Strength I cannot find

Even though it's in oneself

And you don't even care

Maybe you'll care one day

When you finally understand

That we both have a say

In how our life is planned

I know you never cared

But I thought one day you would

Nothing can replace the love we shared

I can't leave you-even though I should

I know you never cared

But I thought someday you would

Angell Rhoads

~*~

A Common Stranger
Belinda Woods

It is a pleasure to be here!

Thank you for letting me begin.

I cherish this special honor,

for those who knew me better would have never let me in.

I guess I should confess I have no purpose for landing in this spot.

I just ramble on compulsively, endlessly .... checking for doors with no locks.

Since I caught you unprotected, it should seem only fair

that I remain with you a moment and help you to prepare

for those who might come later and catch you as unaware.

I couldn't be the only soul lacking in knowledge, direction and grace,

for if I was then surely all would recognize me instantly and divert me from their space.

If I remained here a moment, would I then belong among the merry multitudes of those already home?

The answer is unnecessary since I am already gone.

* For if I had such a purpose, I wouldn't get to roam.

~*~

The evening storm....
tsandefur

In these hours yet in the evening, the wind

with strong shoulders shakes the trees.

The old maple speaks with the child;

as the swaying grass sends out its song.

Gone are the stars that watch over the night

on the peak of the hill where I often sit.

Mine is the cat-eyed darkness, as the crickets

under the porch steps deeply cry.

Mine is the realm of a warm tranquil breeze

with its touch riding the milky dark sky.

Within the yard, behind a gate, comes the

howl of a rain beaten dog.

I listen to the voices in the storm as they

come to rest on my knees.

And the evening storm with her gray glance falls

on me, while the slumber slips into my eyes.

~*~

City Days
Alison King

Borrowed skies

Stare thinly from the streets

And I

Hear the mean stuttering hum

Of busy trains on which

A distant sun

Distorts the reflections

Of the busy busy inside people

Who

Rush heedless, step-and-start

Into days

They spend like copper coins

Thrown at nuisance beggars

Who ply their trade of sobs and pity

The only sign of life

Is impersonal pigeon lust

Aflutter in a swirld of dust

~*~

_conversation of thought_

Nikolaus Voelz

Would you care to join me in a

conversation of thought?

Please come, and observe the

solitude of two open minds.

Speak nothing and I will understand everything.

Share with me the moment of silent glance,

and leave no trace of shade upon expression.

~*~

Catastrophic Ignorance
KL13

I look, for someone, but they are never there

For a presence, a friend to bear

I insist,

You resist,

How did I lose control of this?

I'll ignore everyone, since everyone ignores me

What you are, is what I'll never be

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