W L B

July 15, 2017

You’re a backstabbing loser
And a four-faced snitch
A never-ending whimper
And a whiny little bitch

You swallow some drinks
And you talk a lot of shit
Nobody wants to listen to
A whiny little bitch

You got a lot of theories
But you’ll never admit
What you did to yourself
Cuz you’re a whiny little bitch

You’re a fixating fool
Never knowing when to quit
Nobody wants to listen to
A whiny little bitch

by Richard W. Bray

cosmic hurt

July 8, 2017

A time there was – as one may guess
And as, indeed, earth’s testimonies tell –
Before the birth of consciousness,
When all went well.

Thomas Hardy, Before Life and After

Existence is a wound
That heals when you die
We can’t extinguish hurt
We can only try

You won’t earn any points
For trying to be nice
The cosmos doesn’t care
What we do with life

Everything we ever do
Is gonna fade away
The thing that really matters
Is how we act today

by Richard W. Bray

happiness is sad song

July 1, 2017

Happiness is a sad song
Charles Schultz, from the book Happiness is a Warm Puppy

Everything was beautiful
Until it went wrong
Happiness
Is sad song

Weeping for Hecuba
And all those hurts beyond
Happiness
Is sad song

Poking ancient agony
Clutching what is gone
Happiness
Is sad song

Accepting my reality:
I loved you all along
Happiness
Is sad song

by Richard W. Bray

harmony of movement

June 23, 2017

A good athlete must have that harmony of movements or rhythm, which is called “form”….From pitch, to swing, to ball, a whole series of rhythms are set off, one rhythm, or one motion, starting another. So it is in life—from sun, to moon, to earth, to night, to day, to you getting up in the morning and going out to play a game of ball. All the rhythms of life are in some way related, one to another. You, your baseball, and the universe are brothers through rhythms.
Langston Hughes, The First Book of Rhythm

Get in sync
And harmonize
Earth and moon
And sun and sky

All the rhythms
Are connected
Ain’t a body
Unaffected

Sun ashinin’
Earth aspinnin’
Live the motion
Breathe the rhythm

by Richard W. Bray

You Don’t Get a Vote

June 18, 2017

Look at that messed up
Couple over there
She’s got a million tats
He never cuts his hair

Can’t you just be happy
They have one another?
Can’t you be happy
They found love with each other?

What could those people
Ever see in each other?
She’s the wrong age
And he’s the wrong color

If you got a comment
Just keep it in your throat
It isn’t your life
You don’t get a vote

So wrong for each other
Just headed for trouble
It really makes me sad
When the wrong people couple

In this crazy old world
It ain’t easy to stay warm
Can’t you just be happy
They found shelter from the storm?

by Richard W. Bray

Posterity

June 17, 2017

O heart! oh blood that freezes, blood that burns!
     Earth’s returns
For whole centuries of folly, noise and sin!
     Shut them in,
With their triumphs and their glories and the rest!
     Love is best

Robert Browing, Love Among the Ruins

What has posterity ever done for me?
Groucho Marx

You did it
For the People
Is what you
Told yourself

You thought
You were
Bigger than
Everybody else

You ruled
You conquered
You told people
What to do

Now you’re just
As dead
As everyone
You knew

Time
Gurgles on

It’s gonna
Wash away

Everything
We ever do
And everything
We say

Existence
Is a gift
Will you squander
Your ration?

Or will you
Live your life
For love
And compassion?

by Richard W. Bray

cost of flesh

June 11, 2017

existence
is a chain
the cost of flesh
is pain

live your hurt
don’t feed it
don’t take a knife
and bleed it

open up
and breathe
don’t grate yourself
like cheese

by Richard W. Bray

fog

June 10, 2017

My guts are bleeding
My anatomy’s afire
The fog is receding
I’m a loser and a liar

Takes a toll on my health
When I pretend to be ok
Been lying to myself
Since I sent you away

Alone in my room
A wayward little boy
Living on the fumes
Of the love I destroyed

by Richard W. Bray

I Never Realized

June 3, 2017

Never liked anyone
More than I like you
But keeping us together
Was more than I could do

Never lost anything
More lovable than you
I’m less than a man
For what I put you through

Paying the price
For being a dunce
True Love ain’t a thing
That happens more than once

by Richard W. Bray

dust of confusion

May 30, 2017

Feelings are the engine
That transport every notion
Thought is merely freight
Carried by emotion

No one is impartial
Ideas don’t live in air
Logic is an afterthought
You think because you care

Thoughts appear rational
But this is an illusion
We aspire after stars
In dust of confusion

by Richard W. Bray