Answer the Call (before it goes to voicemail)

I had an epiphany
once
or at least I thought I did

It came from nowhere
in particular
but didn't exactly catch me by surprise

I was expecting it
in a way
knew that it was coming my way

It all made sense
to me
there was a sense of relief. for a moment

I had it all figured out
for  the most part
everything had fallen into place

Well plotted action was taken
on that day
my movements were well aligned

I forget what happened
to it all
the feelings were stronger than the thought

Wonder if I'll feel like that again
someday
this may be as good as it gets

but I doubt it.

-b2

whose dream it is

his grass was much greener
from my side of the fence
we shared in my pain
with a consilitory wince

we have much more in common
then the things that we don't
if you think you don't follow
chances are that you won't

my choice to change living
put distance in our lives
you'd think it wouldn't matter
to our kids and our wives

damn dam

damn thoughts
are in a
thought dam

shoring up regrets
nothing goes through
jamming up nicely
if only I knew

tension is rising
a breach becomes clear
hoping for rescue
an ending draws near

blocked

empty page
empty life
they both
feel so consumed

to let them go
to let you out
I don't know
what I'd do

tha' audition

round the table
round the world
come all the parts
from every part

round the world
round the table
from every part
come all the parts

bringing talent
ringing ears
talent brings
ears ring

closed doors
open wide hearts
door opening
closed minds

closed world
opens up
up opens
world of closes

word opens
closed minds
hearts open
worlds of minds

healing words follow
difficult readings
read through difficulties
follow the healing words

why I write

so here you are
you must really want to know
why I write

funny thing is
It makes me want to ask
why you breathe

but let's discuss
this question that I have posed
why I write

my stock answer
all these years, has been the same
it's cheaper than therapy

let's go deeper
you and I, let's delve into
why I write

strings of words
rise up
from the deepest parts
of me

leaving the darness
fleeing the night
running for light
hoping for air

searching for freedom
finding an ear
floating among us
for all to see

why is it that I write
maybe you were right
it's not about the words
but it is cheaper than therapy

-b2

As if

It was as if I was in any kind of control

As if I could tell my heart what to do

As if

It was as if my ship had a rudder

As if I know which way to go

As if

It was as if things would fall into place

As if I would some how know

As if

-b2

Dude,..... thats messed up

The cats long left the bag
The paper one you couldn't
Punch yourself out of

Dude, that's messed up

The train pulled out hours ago
From your station in life

The life you wanted

Dude, that's messed up

The shimmers in your world

The gold in your heart

Faded away, again

Dude, that's messed up

Some of the nightmares

That used to keep you up

Have come to light

Dude.

That's really messed up.

-b2

Yeah,... I went there

You asked for it
My opinion
You asked for it

I'm still not sure why
But you did
You absolutely did

The expectation may have been
That I would only share
My two cents

Well, here's a quarter

A quarter of what's on my mind

Alright
Let's get into it

First of all

First of all
There are some things
You need to understand

About me
About us
About time

It is about time
To lay it all on the line
Let it all hang out
The dirty laundry is coming out

Out if the closet
Into the gutter
Here we go

Here we go

You asked for it
My opinion

You asked for it

I'm still not sure why
But you did

You absolutely did

-b2

disconnected intentions

That's not what I meant
No.
That's not what I meant
Mixed emotions never do
Lead to clear intent

How can I possibly say
When I don't even know
For sure myself
What it is that I need to convey

When will it get easier
To explain myself
When will words fall into place 

In the right time and space

That's not what I meant
No.
That's not what I meant
Mixed emotions never do

Lead to clear intent

Shall we agree to disagree
Cut our losses and retreat
Into our own corners
Only coming out to drink or eat

That's not really living
I'm dying for you to know
How much I want this to work
Out of my mind, into your heart

That's not what I meant

-b2

The difference

There is
What I do
And there is
What I set out to do

There are
The words I imagine
And there are
The things I say

There was
A time and place
Now there are
Dates and things

There have been
People that touched my life
And there have been chances
For me to touch the lives of others

I glad I did
When I could
And glad they did
When they did

-b2

What if...

What if....

The person
Behind you in line
Loud on the cellphone
Needs help more than you

What if....

That friend 

that calls you all the time
Is helping you
More than you are helping them

What if....

The thoughts 

You have in public
Are more important
Than the ones you have alone.

What if?

The edge of it

I stand at the edge of it
At the edge of it all
I stand in spite of it
In spite of all it all

No longer fighting it
No longer free from it
Always fleeing it
Never seeing it

When will I fall from it
What will they call it
How will it change me
What will they say

In spite of it all

-b2

Willing

All you hear is 

Power this
Power that

Hone your abilities
Play to your strengths

Listen to me
Listen very carefully

It's not about power

I'm gonna say it again....

It's not about power

Or strength
Or talent
Or even guts 

Or passion

The key
The real key.....

Willingness

Yes, willingness

Willingness to ask for help
Willingness to learn
Willingness to prepare,
Even if you are not sure what you are preparing for.

Especially when you are not sure what you are preparing for.

Willingness
Yes, willingness

Willingness to fail
Willingness to try again
Willingness to take a step

One step
Today
Even if you don't know where you are going.
Especially if you don't know where you are going.

Willingness
Yes, willingness

Willingness to dream

Willingness to act

Willingness to want more

More joy

More peace

Even if you don't know what that looks like.

Especially if you don't know what that looks like.

Willingness

Yes, willingness

Willingness to hurt

Willingness to struggle

Willingness to push through the pain

Even if you don't know
Especially if you don't know.....

Perception is NOT reality......really,.... it's not.

I am quite aware
of the common consensus
and the baggage contained
within its realms of unconsciousness

There is nothing new
about collective cohesiveness
nor has public outcry resulted
in undeserved backlashes of unbridled uniformity....

...yet.

For Jah's sake
don't let yourself fall into the predatory trap
of inexhaustible fear and loathing

You must find a way to pierce the second skin
which is suffocating your spirit
punch holes in the barriers of thine own design
break free and breath once more

Magic does not offer resolution to the ails of a heart
weighted down by years of doubt and uncertainty
Hope will keep the lungs functioning
but only swift alacrity can overcome one's mire

Cajole the vascular hub into hare-footed hoopla
despite any prevailing sentiments
for what, after all, is sentiment
but vain attempts at coping a communal 'tude.

So clear off that desk
wipe down the task board
lace up the walking shoes
time to write that novel, plant the garden, and begin again........again.

-b2

getting it

I know a fella 

He throws the clay
Teaches our children

The rest of the day

He gets it

I really think

He  knows

He gets it

The life he 

Lives, it shows

I have a friend

The old and dear kind

He uses light

To capture time

He gets it

I really think

He  knows

He gets it

The life he 

Lives, it shows

There's a lady I know

Who gives it all away

Not saving anything

For some sunny day

She gets it

Like nobody

I know

She gets it

The life she lives

Well, it glows

They all get it

Whatever it may be

Their it is not the same

There is more than one key

They get it

I really think 

They know

The life they 

Live, it shows

There's many others out there

That have an it too

You may know a few

Or maybe it's you

You get it

I really think

You know

The life you 

live, it really shows

-b2

SPECIAL BONUS - Quatrain-O-Tha'-Day, WEEK 1.....the poem begins to take shape.

(each of the seven quatrains below were written separately, one day at a time, beginning on September 1, 2013, and released immediately for public consumption.  On September 30th, after 3 more weeks of poetic experimentation, the final work will serve as the last entry among my pseudo-traditional prose and be published as - "Find YOUR Mountaintop", uncommon poetry for everyday folks. stay tuned, stay thirsty, and most of all, 'dream big, act swiftly....' - b2)

Quatrain-O-Tha'-Day: Week 1

Casual adherence opens to solitary one-up-ed-ness,
As the voices of a thousand followers infect my brain.
Dominant memories spread like melted margarine,
And make up the made up back story of each and every refrain.

A vision has been cast, deep into the sea of reality.

The current is strong, but overpowered by conviction.

Steps are taken for sacrifices yet to be made.

The path is unclear, but never doubt the destination.

Dig in, dig deep, but only if you truly dig it.

Press on, but this time without the nail glue.

Move forward, be bold, give the heads a reason to turn.

Forget the masses, take your cue, relate to only a few.

I'm reaching for something that I'm quite sure is there.

Not knowing exactly what it is, but that I will play a part.

Always searching, listening, scratching at the layers.

Even if I never see it, I will always feel it in my heart.

Beats beat the alternative, alternating in frequency as they do frequently.

I've always had a deep appreciation for pain and adversity, conversely.

Not in a masochistic fashion, despite the raging fashion.

Clarity and focus are quite focused when they are communal property.

All bets are off, off to the races, race you to the coffee pot.

Everyone drink up, up the ante, ante up and place your bet.

I'm betting on caffeine, for it is my friend, friends to the end.

It's the best there is, or ever was, and for now all that you gonna get.

Rise and shine fun seekers there are worlds to conquer outside these doors.

Dragons need slaying, ditches need digging, and paper begs to be pushed.

Throw your humdrum a serious curve ball, just to see it squirm a little.

Chase the setting sun with gusto, only to stop, admire, and refuse to be rushed.

-b2

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