Sunday, April 19
clubbers in the night [3.25.09]
fighting for no reason
as i am subbed in the backround
watching for no reason
i could call them a jungle
without a cause
pushing each feature for
every pause
and they nod in silence
prying a confidence open
until its left undone
and the sad thing is
they only do it for fun
except one ..
man premature to the ignorant
ideas of what he thinks he gains
painstakingly knowing the consequence of
where he aims to be
but what's his future name to be ?
i believe he can conceive more than what the
heat of the savannas bring
and what's more than this
he'll make the good o'l blue jays sing
because the thing is
i just want to see him grow up to be a man
proud of who he is
but not until he chooses whether
or not power over self
is really worth it
casue' he'll have that chance
and when it comes
i pray he won't be fighting IT
.. for no reason
in the night being clubbed.
and i pray i won't be watching HIM
.. for no reason
in the backround being subbed .
Monday, March 30
Pregnant with an Apple Seed [3.25.09]
He put the trash in the bag
and bagged it.
however it is not trash
It is a twenty-one year old girl
who's trying to find
her place in the world
and placing her confusion
in love
But she never thought of
the core apple seed
being left on the floor
her floor fertile to the
mop she kept asking for more
Now she's embedded with
a potential tree
Which could multiply to two
or multiply to three
and he is standing by
the bag
cause he has no money to hold it
so he packs his bags
& says goodbye on a post-it
and she knows it
but she doesn't know how to show
the bits of her heart
engulfed in flames
with critical eyes telling
her she's the one to blame
with their dark darts of shame ..
odd months go by
with every reason
to sigh
because no lie
can erase that potential mistake
but outgrew a seed
for all to see
and the thing is ..
it's an orange tree .
Freak [3.25.09]
my hands are held
you push me up against
the wall
& embrace the thrill
i breathe from each heart beat.
Simultaneously we
know what this means
and i feel like
ripping your clothes apart
because we're not
actually on a cloud
i don't wanna hear
harps playing
while we do the things
we do
you just wanna hear
me moan the ballad
of our anthem
so don't read me a poem
with words of how much you love me
instead
express it to me with you body
because
i .. love .. thee ..
When you take me by force
and punish my inner secrets
for anything they ever did to you
A mystery you'll never know
but always remember
and I'll tell my friend
we got around
frequently
cause' a freak went he
just a freak
.. with me
inspired by "i wonder" .. by soulie ;]
I Wonder ..
I wonder what it's like
To kiss Someone
To run your fingers through his hair
To caress the fine line along his jaw
To touch his face. His shoulders.
His arms. His stomach. His hands.
His legs. His thighs.
Everywhere.
I wonder what it's like
To have him touch you.
Kiss you back with such passion.
To hold you in his arms and promise to keep you there forever.
To have him in you.
His cheek pressed against yours.
Mouths to ears whispering each other's name,
With the rhythm of your movements.
Going back and forth.
Every second a wave of heat is sent through your body.
I wonder what it's like to feel the adrenaline building up inside of you
Making you gasp for air.
Words are no longer intelligible, just the heavy breathing in your ears.
And, as if climbing a mountain, you reach the top.
One last moan escapes your lips as a burst of energy rushes through your bodies.
You crumple into one big pile
Holding on to each other in the tenderest embrace you've ever known.
Lying so still as you catch your breath.
Finally, he leans over to you and calls your name.
He whispers to you how much he cares.
I wonder what it's like to love a man.
by : my soulie .
Friday, March 20
Last Year's Song [12.26.09]
smothered under the blanket
movement on the upper level
.. total silence
plus
the beat .
the rapid beat .
a given sigh
not by me
.. whispers slowly rising
giggles & wiggles
footsteps above
.. total silence
plus
a beat .
a rapid beat .
a dead phoneline
clicks & taps
msg received
door slams open
minds deceived
.. total silence
plus
a dead .
a dead sound wave .
Friday, March 13
On My Night Stand [3.2.09]
rests a small box
the embodiment
sacred of my emotions
Memories of when I danced
with my father
lie in the corners
of this box
As well as
the waves touching
the shapes of our bodies
imprinted in the sand
kiss the roof
of this box
Bunched in the corner
is the tear I shed
for his love
that surrendered to fate
where it will slowly
collect the dust
of this box .
However memories
sometime fade ,
and those imprints
won't last forever
and this tear ,
could dry up .
But his box
will remain forever .
Monday, March 2
Because Baby [2.2.09]
for you I will smile back at them .
Will I stand those words ?
for you I will take them with gratitude .
Gossip is merely a
a distraction
to the love that
hides in our fears
If it was said that
I like you
but .. maybe
I just want you
cause' baby
I really do want you
to be that one
that you never were
the one to understand
me through the unspoken words
When you see me in the dark
but still watch me in the light
I'll even dare
to put my dreams on hold
to watch you
rise to your own
because baby
you my own dream
Just be with me
I'll find a way to make it seem
like the way it has to be .
Friday, February 20
Guatemala's Meant to Be [2.14.09]
I walk in to find my
great uncle flipping
back & forth
between a novela
and a game show
I sit down beside him
staring blankly
at the box lit
with a man screaming ,
running wild ,
excited that
he
won his prize .
After a moments silence
my great uncle
asks me
why I'm up so late .
I tell him I couldn't sleep
**
We stop at a
Citgo gas station
with a convenient store
.. how convenient
With the night only as
dark as the moon would
let it be
**
We walk into Denny's
and talk about our day
at the amusement park
With the night only as
dark as the moon would
let it be
-----------------------------
I come back
and see a lady
getting pointed at
with a gun
by a man who used to be
in love with her
They're inside
of the church
**
My great grandmother
the sister of my great uncle
is sleeping in the other room
what would I do without her ?
She is the breathe of fresh air
my family lives on
Without her
our souls sit the corners
collecting dust ..
**
My great uncle
a stranger to my heart .
However we both
understand each other
in silence .
The night unfailingly ends
and I'm trapped in
in my own memories
transfusion with vision
the TV fades
and I wake in the guest room ...
My Thoughts Drive Me Mad [Feb.]
they sit by my sides
one person stares at me
expecting me to fail .
however ,
the other sees ahead
never once looking back
at me .
I fail
to deliver
so I stand by and wait
until these persons
stop suffocating me
for while one
claws my skin
screeching in my ears
making it impossible
to breathe ,
the other pays no mind
to me so as to leave
me abandoned with death
Will I recover ?
from self pity ?
As this awkward silence
perturbs my every heart beat
I stare at the empty cup
while more & more people
fill the room
Silence left long ago
But I'm determined
to retrieve it
for i won't be brought
down easy
My nose is barely touching the wall
yet I feel it out of reach
so I grab hold the painting
on the wall
I jump out the chair
.. with drama
bye bye people
I'm done drinking water
A man bumps into
me while my anger escalates
He doesn't see the fire
blazing from my tongue .
His hand is crushed
from the slammed door
but I feel no remorse
because I'm sitting
in a cafeteria of a
hospital
Watching sick patients
look at me be healthy
just staring & strangling
my thoughts
So the people leave ..
Jumping Out the Window [1.31.09]
but so do doors
so if I
jump out the window
would that make me
more adventurous
or would that be
out of the norm ?
He wants to be my hero
but I don't want
to be saved
cause I'm good as is
he says he wants the love
but the window's
closed
and the door is locked
and the other dude
made me lock myself
out of my own damn
house
Go home & stay there .
A Storyy About Me & a Guyy [1.31.09]
you : heyy loser .
me: guess what ?!
you: what ?
me: you suck ( i smile )
you: oh really ?
me: yea really .
you: ( powerful kiss )
how about now ?
me: mm ..
you: well .. ?
me: .. you still suck .
you: damn .
me: hehe ..
When I Grow Up [11.25.08]
When I grow up
I want o be .. a poet
When I grow up
I want to be .. an artist .
..
I'm sorry
can you repeat yourself ?
I thought ..
I thought I heard you say that
I can't .
You don't think I can ?
.. I understand .
You don't think I can
because what I want to be
What I want to be
isn't you definition of success
But let me be clear
my potential is unlike the rest
and I will work until
I am the best .
My words illustrate art to the blind
my art create words to the mind
You don't think I can
because my "phase" won't pay the bills
Let me explain this
but wait
let your heart be still
for you will know the
history of my dreams
but only until
you realize the true art of this skill
the "hobby" of mine
began when I was a child
only a cub
unaware of its poetry
to the wild
Restrained to the limit of love .
like together
but to be together
you have to-get-her
on in this wild chase
of just words
spinning in a cycle
no control over this power
only when triggered
by an emotion or a flower
of tears ..
Tomorrow though ..
that all changed
The secrets of life
told me to wait
to put my dreams on pause
my soul slowly ripping apart
realities little gifts but for
what cause ?
..
Now have you come to understand
why "I can't "
.. be like you
I do not hold the responsibility
of your dream
falling bland
you voice is at the tip of
your hearts command
so much for I can't
cause' here .. I .. stand
I grew up
.. and I am a poet
I grew up
.. and I am an artist
My name is Lisa Boyd
It was a pleasure meeting you .
Tweety grew up [11.23.08]
spreading its wings
Holding & hugging the skies .
This bird goes on
down into the sunset
This bird colors it with its tears
Designing different shades
only to hide behind with fears
in its nest
this bird rests
and even though it falls apart
Never will this bird depart
because the cries
that it painted
will never be found
under another birds' skies
that this bird sees tainted
so long as this bird
finds its seeds
Alphabet Love / B : [11.17.08]
Bounce Bounce
. . . goes my heart
Pass
. . . goes our words
Swoosh
. . . goes that kiss
Buzz
. . . goes our love
Alphabet Love / A : [11.17.08]
The love that flies
with the wind
The only thing
that separates
me from
you .
Thursday, February 19
The Balled of the Sick and Lovely [12.28.08]
which then slowly yet quickly vanished .
When I reveal the truth of his lies
his heart cried the love that was banished .
Those sad thoughts carried over his voice .
My blood pressure rises at the thought
that never loving is my own choice ,
so he grabs his gun for that one shot
Attraction is not a way of love
for I fear the passion will decease .
But we know that we must let go of
the way we allow our pride to decrease .
Wednesday, February 18
Out Of Control : [2.17.09]
captivating the end of time
my time ending with the control I thought I had
sending images of sacrifice
that you would always fight
in the process of finding roots
to the tree you never grew
so that seed shoots
that love you never knew
you'll avoid the consequences
of what you'd like to call unreal
cause in your mind
my protection isn't a big deal
so I'll wait
behind the line
that swallows your lies
until I'll truly see
what's softer to me
but I'm not naive
I know I still have control
and I won't let you deceive
my right of this whole
.. thing
instead I'll let you walk away
with what little power to this big toll
and when you do
I'll be the one to say
"Oh look, your out of control . "
Monday, February 9
If Only My Heart [ 10.1.08 ]
if my heart
was to collapse
from a glance
... a look , a stare , a peek
if only ...
What should I do
if my heart
was to shatter
from a word
.. a conversation , a talk , a story
If only ..
What should I be
If my heart
was to fail me
from you
.. a hug , a kiss , a love
If only ..
Hallway Blues [9.8.08]
for when you walk by
Counting the seconds
until you say hi
But instead you smile
and look straight ahead
I turn away quickly
feeling flushed & red
My mind wandering so aimlessly
That act was so wrong
Cause' we were so close
and now we're so gone ..
Child's Play [ october ]
pride & jealousy
slept in the same bed ?
How did it come to
love & hate
being misconceived
and keeping each other
warm at night ?
What ever happened
to check the box
yes or no ?
who the hell added
but this and that ?
I remember when Jack & Jill
used to hold hands on the hill
but now they fight for the bucket of water
and it's like that still
Tell me why
they made a cure for
cooties in kindergarten
but in high school
it starts all over again ?
The love & hate
the lies & betrayal
the pride & jealousy
the rumors & gossip
mom & dad said wait
but i saw him
and my emotions
wouldn't debate
if forever was true
i guess it hasn't started yet
Sunday, February 8
Elly's Aunt [2.6.09]
This tear falls
on my shoulder
but not on my
cheek ..
is so soft
i lay my head on the
pillow ..
is my only comfort .
There are answers
in the window
but the sun is
hidden .
The voice I seek
lies under
maps ..
can't lead me
back to
you ..
i hope to see
soon .
I Don't Like You [2.6.09]
from
showing him
the reflection
of my heart
through
ways of satisfaction
only to my judgment
However ,
my skin is still
irritated and
his is drowning
in anxiety
yet
we both buy
masks
but his is
translucent
so i try
to attract
none of his
attention
Wednesday, January 28
How I Look: [1.12.08]
Stripped and exposed
Vulnerable to anything…everything
At this point I have nothing to lose
Except…you
The air I breathe isn’t satisfying
The water I drink isn’t reviving
My sunlight isn’t refreshing
The moonlight doesn’t even tell me secrets
Anymore…
I pour myself in the tub
And yet…I still feel dry and deserted
My heart beats at the pace of
An aging lonely man walking down
The street
Fading in the past
Nothing fits anymore
My shadow abandoned me
Along with my everything
One day I’m strong and on my two feet
The next I’m trying to keep myself together
Then finally I’ve fallen into a puddle
Left lifeless…
As the stars reflect on me
I notice how each one has
Their own story
All worth sharing
Mine worth hiding
Paths lay before me
The road I choose to take
Is my decision
I make another option
I choose to sit on the sidewalk
And watch?
Watch the trails go by…
I hide from confronting
My problems, pain,
But most of all…you
With the sky changing it’s shades
I lay on the edge and wish
I could be accepted by the sky
…that would be nice
Never being able to grow
Because every time I get a good start
I get cut down
Stripped and exposed entirely
It’s not how I looked when I was
All together
It’s how I look when I’m in pieces
I look pretty separate…
Rude Awakening: [3.23.08]
Hearing the heater crackle
Listening to the pipes’ harmonic song
Watching the shadows of the cars
Pass by my window
Smelling that can of ginger ale
Beside my bed
I look at the sun tip toe to the
Top of the sky
As the night fades
So does the heaters’ voice
And the pipes’ song dies away
My soul falls asleep with the
Shadows
As the mask of my life rises
With the sun
And as it shines on everything
Everyone never stares too hard
At the sun for fear of the pain to their
Eyes
No One Sees…
welcome to the lost and found [1.28.09]
it left silently
.. without a single word .
haunted by the time
it took me ..
just to realize what i've always known .
the blame shouts in my ears
i cry for solace
but i can't hear the echo ..
the anger tempts me
to be what i never wanted for myself
so i let it soak just so i can feel empowered .
i risk it all with words
that i never meant to say
they fall on my knees
they rip my skin
they pull my hair
they beat my heart
where does it all go ?
it goes in a secret box where
those dreams lie .
he called and let my fears
drown in an ocean of tranquility
but it's deceiving
for my thoughts won't let go
of what i think i want
and when confusion roams
into what is not his
that is when chaos of mentality
makes this day horrifying
those bold words
i don't know
i have no idea
there is no way i can do this
i want out .
to live is to love
and to love is to live ..
the imbalance is not
between
lies ..
or denial .
laughter seems to be
the music of peace
but i laugh at this joke
.. it's funny .
how could someone be so lost
yet so complete ?
those answers are to be found
in a book
that makes no confound attire
for the mind .
fight to establish what is already known .