Fincher's Poetry

MC poem 3

2008-09-22T17:32:00.000-04:00

I know a girl named Maricruz
and she is quite the cutie
She's a goofball just like me
and has a pretty darn fine booty

I would much rather hold her
than sit in here and study
Yes, she is my very favorite
super snuggle buddy

MC poem 2

2008-09-22T17:23:00.001-04:00

Maricruz is a girl with skin a lovely brown
And she is quite sexy, with her hiney round
though she used to hit the drinks quite hard
now she hits the salad bar
and her goofiness knows no bounds

Goofy MC poem

2008-09-22T17:22:00.000-04:00

I know a girl named Maricruz
She likes the cupcakes and the booze
She's the hottest brown
girl in this town
and I hope, her, I will never lose

Somebody's Crying

2008-02-18T11:21:00.002-05:00

I cried tonight
tears gently fell
I'm finally starting to succumb
to this unrelenting hell

Some days things seem to settle
and life goes on as smooth as can be
others render me directionless
on a dark and turmoiled sea

It would be so much simpler
if I could only just discharge
all the feelings that I have for her
from my ever aching heart

I just want a switch
obvious and plain
to give myself a respite,
a break from all the pain

allow me not to love her
let me for once not care
let me forget the feeling
of loving someone whose love's not there

As I awoke

2008-02-14T00:22:00.003-05:00

I used to think of sleeping
as my respite from being awake
but these unrelenting nightmares
are more than I can take

I don't like being conscious
and being asleep is getting worse
what used to be my break from life
is slowly becoming my curse

Every day I think about
my pain and my confusion
and instead of breaks from all these thoughts
I have a nightly new delusion

I don't know how much more I can take
of this nightly newfound strain
before I find myself consumed
by the confusion and the pain

Fleeting Folly

2008-02-06T17:29:00.000-05:00

One moment you are near me
the next you are unseen
your connection to my heart and soul
is on an unrelenting spring

Every time you really touch my heart
you pull yourself away
and the seams that make my heart complete
continue to weather and fray

Even if I keep my distance
you tumble into my life again
and I continue to be trapped by hope
that your fleetingness will end

'Til then I can only cherish
those times we're not apart
and hope the seams will persevere
that bind my fragile heart

2007-10-11T01:59:00.001-04:00

Grab life by the horns
if you want to succeed
this is the advice
I am supposed to heed

but that insinuates
I have a direction
or some deeply rooted
emotional connection

but alas I have neither
and am feeling quite stagnant
when thinking of the future
my thoughts always run rampant

I feel stuck where I am
but not sure where to go
not sure what to pursue
to help my life grow

I also miss having
someone close to me
with whom I can share
my sorrows and glees

I want this connection
I want a companion
I want no longer to be
an emotional bastion

but I'm weary of jumping
into something too quickly
and have my need for a partner
soonafter be sickly

Because it wasn't the person
that I truly desired
just the idea of a person
with whom I could conspire

Alas maybe someday
these things will come
and until then I'll feel
like an emotional bum

but hopefully soon
my life'll get on track
and set forth on a journey
and never look back

2007-07-16T04:09:00.001-04:00

In the last 4 days
I skipped sleep one night
and the amount I drove
would give most people a fright

20 hours on the road
4 or 5 times boarding
and an 8k race
I'm surprised I'm not snoring!

and yet here I am
drinking jager and chillin
wondering why
all this time, I am killin

When I should be worn out
and ready to sleep
and from me no one
should hear even a peep

for at least a few hours
but I sit here awake
still thinking about the fun
I just had at the lake

And hoping even more folks
will be able to join
when I go back in August
with (hopefully) a fully healed groin

But I should probably lie down
and try to force myself to crash
else tomorrow I'm sure
I'll really feel like trash. :-)

Old Depressing love poem #4

2007-07-12T03:03:00.000-04:00

Every morning I awaken
with the fear today will be the day
that you realize you don't want me
and tell me to go away

Once I get to see you
the feeling starts to fade
but this feels a poor foundation
on which a relationship is made

When I first began to love you
I experienced the pain
of a love unrequited
and I haven't been the same

Yet here I stand again
in a lazy deja vu
where how you feel is uncertain
but I remain in love with you

And maybe one day I will wake up
and won't be greeted by the fear
of finding that the girl I love
has found her love has disappeared

Old Depressing love poem #3

2007-07-12T03:00:00.001-04:00

It's amazing how the wanderer
while having no set goal
can still enjoy each breath of life
and feel completely whole

Yet when a tiny something
presents itself so clearly
and suddenly a goal is found
that he holds most dearly

It can put his life in another light
illuminating lack of direction
and cause many a sleepless night
of lonely introspection

With a goal and purpose
he is no longer able to be
an aimless and meandering soul
achieving only mediocrity

Having a desired destination
causes him to need to know
how to direct the rest of his life
to the proper place to go

Old Depressing love poem #2

2007-07-12T02:58:00.000-04:00

Sometimes I think you like me
Sometimes that feeling fades
I feel like I'm gazing at you
Through an ever-changing haze

One minute I can see you
And the path to happiness is clear
Then next I'm rendered blind again
and surrounded by the fear

that you can never love me
and that you will never see
that you would cause the fog to clear
by embracing you and me

Old Depressing love poem #1

2007-07-12T02:54:00.000-04:00

I try to go to sleep
and I smell you on the sheets
but there's something missing
I need you to complete

I just don't feel myself
when I don't have you around
I feel the void of silence
when I don't have your sound

I hardly even know you
yet you are still my best friend
what I feel when I am with you
is enough to transcend

The bounds of existence
You set me free
and destroy any question
of where I want to be

I can't wait to continue
what we've only just begun
and to continue to do
what cannot be undone

I wrote this and sent it to some friends before we left for christmas break.

2007-07-12T02:36:00.001-04:00

The season once sprang
Has now again sprung
Time for santas and lights
and stockings to be hung

A break away from school
Giving our minds a rest
Cuz as college kids know
Brain rest is the best!

So enjoy the lack-of-use
and inactivity of the mind
But keep those parts going
That love, care, and stay kind

For those parts of the brain
We want to keep strong
Not just for now
But for our whole life long!

Be merry! Be glad!
During this Christmas season
But in all your good cheer
Don't forget the reason

We consider this time
To be a holiday
Not because of Santa
Or his reigndeer or sleigh

Knowing its the season
Of GIVING is good
But if that's all you know
It's not as much as you should

For it is the season
Of Christs birth by golly!
Not just a season
Of snowmen and holly!

So don't forget to remember
The true holiday
As you finish your singing
with "asleep on the hay"

Enjoy your Christmas
Have a dandy new year!
I can't wait to see you
When we all return here!

Stay safe and stay warm
(not like its real cold!)
And spread the magic of Christmas
With those young and old.

I often write poetry right before I go to bed. This is one

2007-07-12T02:35:00.003-04:00

What would the world be like
If only one language were spoken?
You could say something funny to someone in China
And they would know you were only jokin'.

What would the world be like
If we knew what was in each other's heads?
We would know what everyone thought
Instead of wondering, lying around in our beds.

What would the world be like
If love took over the violence in school?
Exchanging hugs instead of guns
Kids could actually learn, very cool.

What would the world be like
If people confessed when they were to blame?
Instead of trying to pass it around
Like it is some kind of game.

What would the world be like
If mankind had never been birthed?
And it was only the plants and animals
That ruled this fragile earth.

Another "as I go to bed" poem

2007-07-12T02:35:00.001-04:00

Why do people work so hard
To act older than they really are?
As if they want to skip their childhood
I find that so bizarre!

That they want to skip the best part of life
Free of bills and responsibility
And quickly drop the childish things
To enter the realm of maturity.

As for me, I think
That being a kid is great!
So give the childhood time they skip to me
And not one minute of it I'll hate!

Wrote this while it was like 70 degrees outside in december

2007-07-12T02:34:00.004-04:00

Tis the time we call winter
But there is no snow
Will it ever get cold enough
To snow? Who's to know?

My roomate and I
Are ready to hit
The slopes of NC
but instead we just sit

And wait for the snow
If it ever gets here
So we can enjoy the season
Which I hold oh so dear

I love Shel Silverstein and he inspires some of my goofy poems

2007-07-12T02:34:00.003-04:00

Johnny McGeez
Had a circus of fleas
Who juggled, walked tightropes
And trapeezed with ease

But one day his circus
Was far less than pleased
For while he was
Conducting with ease...
Johnny sneezed

I often write short poems about random stuff. I especially like writing poems for my away messages on IM

2007-07-12T02:34:00.001-04:00

Pokemon, Pokemon
What a strange craze!
Do they serve to cause harm
Or simply amaze?

Another goofy one, about a computer game called Worms

2007-07-12T02:33:00.002-04:00

Worms! What a concept!
Little wormy warfare.
Of Sheep, Concrete Donkeys
And Mole Bombs beware!

In and out of some relationships, little poems about love pop in my head. Here is one

2007-07-12T02:33:00.001-04:00

Oh to find love
What a noble goal!
Find someone to hold
And with which to grow old

But love it seems
Can be quite elusive
And from my life
I find it conclusive

That because true love
Is the best part of life
It can actually be worth
All the pain, suffering, and strife

random love/relationship poem

2007-07-12T02:32:00.002-04:00

Uncertainty causes
Much pain and confusion
One knows not what's real
And what's an illusion

A risk must be taken
For this uncertainty to be gone
To simply ask someone else
What they've thought all along

But often it isn't
As easy as it seems
When you are all alone
With no groups an no teams

When your feelings are true
And your heart has been achin'
You know nothing comes
From no risk being taken

Another Instant Messenger poem

2007-07-12T02:32:00.001-04:00

Off to dreamland
Everyone goes
What they dream of
no one really knows

I have gone
To dreamland as well
to have an adventure
or live a fairy tale. :-)

miss me not much
while I am away
I will awaken soon
as dreamland fades away.

Instant Messenger Poem

2007-07-12T02:31:00.000-04:00

I look online
And all I see
Are away messages about work
And having to study

It saddens me so
to see people this way
But its unpreventable
I'm sorry to say

And now I must go
And get some studying done too
For many many hours!
Or maybe just a few ;-)

Sonnet 1 (English)

2007-07-12T02:30:00.001-04:00

The dandelions seeds have blown away
And found a resting spot upon the earth
From which many new plants will grow today
This nat'ral wanton way of giving birth
The doe has found herself a perfect mate
Before the season turned to cold and dry
They have fulfilled their natural born fate
Without attempts to be funny or wry
When Nature calls to the wandering beast
It uses not its brain to reproduce
Instinct's followed 'til its life has ceased
Because it finds its brain is of no use
Yes Love is such an easy thing to find
If th'heart is used instead of just the mind

Sonnet 2 (Italian)

2007-07-12T02:29:00.002-04:00

Will I have an exciting day today?
Or will I have a lot of work to do?
Or will I spend too much on something new?
Or will I wait too long to hit the hay?
Or will I still be friends with that guy, Jay?
Or will I find a love that's pure and true?
Or will I still have time to talk to you?
Or will I think it's time to stay away?
Yes many ask these questions all day long
While life continues, slowly by, to creep
And future's pondered so, instead of "now"
The Present is the place that minds belong
If life is to be lived with feelings deep
To live the most before we take our bow

Sonnet 3 (English)

2007-07-12T02:29:00.001-04:00

Oh how our days fill up with useless things
We work ourselves 'til we can work no more
We know that work no happiness it brings
Yet brings us closer to our final door
Our lives are filled with things we don't enjoy
With things we feel obligated to do
So few of us attempt to find true Joy
And therefore find ourselves feeling quite blue
Our lives, we'll find, will slowly pass us by
Whilst zombie-like we wander 'cross this earth
We never stop to smell the scents that fly
Or find how much true happiness is worth
To find the happiness that life can bring
One fills the world with love and childish things

I have a magnetic calendar and it has little challenges. The one for February was to add a word a day and here is the result.

2007-07-12T02:28:00.004-04:00

wander across strange sky
dream dark morning comes
perfect shadows fall
light blooms with red dancing
celebrating after long sleep
a feast like the warm love
here yet there

My first attempt at using a little symbolism. :-)

2007-07-12T02:28:00.003-04:00

Past the fence
A rose I see
So delicate and
Beautiful to me

Just out of reach
I only admire
Which only fuels
My one desire

for I, its soft
Petal to touch
And smell the scent
I love so much

Now what're you thinking about when you first start reading this poem? ;-)

2007-07-12T02:28:00.001-04:00

Pushing, pulling
Twisting, turning
Churning, sweaty
Muscles burning

As long and hard
As you may like
Oh won't you ride
My mountain bike?

A sorta funny little poem I wrote before bed one night about affection towards another.

2007-07-12T02:26:00.000-04:00

I like pears and bears and chairs
stairs and hares at the zoo
I like bats and cats and rats
big and little hats too
I like peas and trees and fleas
and the circus trapeze it's true
But my love for all these things combined
equals not my love for you

First post!!

2007-07-12T02:22:00.000-04:00

Instead of having a webpage of poetry, I figure a blog is the best place for it. I usually date my poetry now (didn't used to) so that is automatic and I wanted to start getting back into writing. The first few posts will probably just be copy and paste from my old poetry page, but hopefully I'll get some new stuff rolling in soon. :-)