Sylvia Plath

Sylvia Plath

I want to be like Sylvia Plath

A talented writer

Someone to be admired

As she read her work

Spending time in the darkness

Writing more and more

Still, her mind saw the beauty of the world

Each of her poems showed the woman

The person she was inside

Someone hidden by the torment of her last years

She knew when she wrote her last words

She knew the moment when it was right to give up

Four hundred of her children survived that moment

You can still find them if you look

A modern master who died way too soon

Sylvia Plath will be remembered for the way she lived

All of the four hundred plus poems she wrote

The way she died

You Know Who You Are

You Know Who You Are

You kill women and children

People who do not think as you

Destroying whole villages

Does it make you feel brave

Brain washing kids to kill for you

Do you really think it is what your God wants?

Are you acting in His name

If the answers are yes

Why do you hide your face

Cover it with black cloth

Aren’t you proud of your cause

Are you a coward who doesn’t want to be known

Or do you know it is wrong

You don’t have to answer

Just fXXk the hell off

Go home and leave the world alone

SPAM

SPAM

I am so hungry

Nothing looks good

But I need something

I want something

Something for breakfast

Lunch and dinner

An all in one food

A perfect food

One no one can resist

Even though no one knows what it is

It doesn’t matter

I don’t care if it is a sandwich

A casserole or all alone

I need that special food to live

To be happy

For now and forever more

I need my SPAM

Missing Out On Beauty

Missing Out On Beauty

I cannot help you

As much as I want to

I just can’t

You’re in a world

Where beauty doesn’t exist

You cannot look at a flower

Read a poem

Or look at a painting

Money is your life

The only thing you love

More than your heart

More than your family

More than what you should feel

Have you seen your daughter’s drawing

The one on the fridge

She made it for you

But you were too busy to see it

Have you heard the poem from the boy next door

He put his whole heart into it

But you won’t listen

Some things are more important

They will make you smile

Brighten your heart and soul

Take the time to look and listen

See what the world has to offer

The money will still be there

But someday your daughter will not draw

The poet will no longer write

That will be a day part of the world dies

And you will not notice

Tamworth

Tamworth

The wind carries a magic sound

Bringing it over the mountains

Through the lowlands

It keeps beat with the beat of my heart

My soul takes me down the road

Traveling so far

The closer I get, the more it pulls me

Becoming a force I cannot resist

Hundreds of people greet me

As they dance in the street

Hypnotized by the sounds of a banjo

Played by a master more than 90 years old

Kids get their first taste of performing

Playing songs they learned from the radio

Music comes from people walking down the street

And others sitting on stools on the walk

Everyone has tunes playing in their head

The little town is Heaven for music

Letting people feel a way they haven’t felt before

The town of Tamworth

Hidden in the New South Wales backland

A place where music fills the air

It is a blessing to a different land

It is a blessing

The Waves Cover Me

The Waves Cover Me

Let the waves crash over me

So their power sweeps over me

Pulls me into a world

A world that started a thousand miles away

Let me feel the coolness

As my body loses its focus

The pain fades away

As do my hopes, dreams and nightmares

The waves carry me into the unknown depths

With my last breath I know one thing

At last I can feel a peace I have never known

Walk Through The Forest

Walk Through The Forest

Walk slowly through the forest

Feel the leafs on your feet

The stones between your toes

Listen to the water of a nearby creek

And the sticks crack beneath your steps

The forest is a world of its own

Castles and palaces reach for the sky

Covered with a thick ceiling of green

Flowers glisten in the filtered sun

Birds sing to each other

But none of that is there for you

Just remember as you walk

You do not belong in this world

You are the alien intruder

Still the forest welcomes you

Wrapping you in cooling breezes

Sharing its shade with you

If you have the chance to walk through the forest

Make sure you appreciate what is offered you

Thank the forest for accepting you

Lastly, when you leave

Take only memories, leave only footprints

If you do

The forest will welcome you back

The next time you want to take a walk