Posts Tagged ‘Poetry’

the warmth of you

September 9, 2017

the warmth of you
melts away the hurt
love like a river
washing out the dirt

the song of you
pulses through my mind
your tender melody
compassionate and kind

the joy of you
sparkles like a star
I wish I could absorb
everything you are

by Richard W. Bray

resentment anger masochism

August 26, 2017



tie yourself up in a not
think about what people do
and crave what people got

ignite your blood like gasoline
turn the damage inside out
explode like a machine

pull your heart out through your gut
slash and maim and trash and burn
and smash and maul and cut

by Richard W. Bray

Pull Away from the Screen

August 12, 2017

Pull away from the screen
Put on your ramblin’ shoes
Get yourself outside
Or you’re gonna blow a fuse

Say hello to your body
Run and jump around
Try and race your shadow
To the other end of town

Take a walk in the forest
And hug the nearest tree
If you listen it will tell you
How to set your spirit free

The world is interactive
And the graphics are sublime
Open up your senses
And hear the cosmos chime

by Richard W. Bray

Poisoned with Protection

July 29, 2017

They had the best selection,
They were poisoned with protection

Neil Young,
Thrasher

Safe here in our little bubble
New ideas are too much trouble

We are good and we are true
There’s nothing we can learn from you

We don’t have to hear you speak
Tranquility is what we seek

Our habitat was purified
We weren’t allowed to play outside

Our tender souls demand protection
We can’t survive a mild infection

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

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

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

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

With Nakedness my Shield

May 20, 2017

You can pry
And you can peel
You can flay
You can reveal

Strip me naked
To my soul
Detach my parts
To get my whole

Unlock pieces
That are real
Why I do
And what I feel

But who can ever tell me why
Cannonball Adderley makes me cry?

by Richard W. Bray