Guatemala's Meant to Be [2.14.09]

Hearing the tv play softly
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.]

Here alone with my people
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]

Windows open & close
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]

me: heyy buttface .
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]

Hi my name is Lisa Boyd
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]

So high this bird flies
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]

Basketball Love :
Bounce Bounce
. . . goes my heart
Pass
. . . goes our words
Swoosh
. . . goes that kiss
Buzz
. . . goes our love

Alphabet Love / A : [11.17.08]

Air Love:
The love that flies
with the wind
The only thing
that separates
me from
you .