Thursday, August 26, 2010

morgan's prayer

for jennifer

I don't know you
By choice
I've listened before
But only the humming
Random chaos
Of the universe responded
I don't thank you
For the trees
Or this food I eat
But I do thank you
For the people you made
Not out of dust
Or rib
But people who
Are good people
cause you
Inspired them
Youre a good guy
Whether or not
You're there
Just take care
Of those brave to believe
And respect us
Who are brave not to
The doubt
I have
On both sides now
Is greater
Fire and brimstone
Don't mean much to me
Nor does eternal glory
All respect to you
Mr. God
But I like it here.
I'm child of earth
And will always love
his mothers
I'm child of man
And will love
Anyone around
To be loved
I'm child of you
Who ever can hear this
And I will forever thank you
And the Moon and stars
And sun
For her
She who will forever change me

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

rapping paper

go ahead!
ask me!
why are you majoring in art?

Please, may i have a second?
adjust the soap box a little closer
to your ear.

quite lamely
i'll plainly start
a part from the
question at hand
that reprimands
all my plans
to stay happy
in this sappy
soap operatic
best of all possible
and remind all you chumps
it ain't what'll rake in
the dough you'll be makin'
that keeps you alive
to survive
don't deprive
but revive
your soul would agree
its decree
you should be
you and not me
despite a degree!

So stop all your hating
and commiserating
cause frankly
my deary
i don't give a damn
who the man
thinks i am
cause i know
who i am not!
and that's a doctor
a lawer a fast food employer
an engineer a mouskateer
nuclear physi-losopher
a waiter a grader of plagiarized papers
a nurse or a clerk or a mathmatic jerk

you get it?
i'm done
and don't ask again
or i'll cut yo' ass.

writer's block

it's lifting
like a foggy San Francisco morning
i can make out people
and buildings
and trees and birds
and hills in the distance
and mountains beyond those

will you hold my hand
i asked
but you can see clearly forever
you said
i know, but i like how it feels
i whispered
ok then. here we go

the pasture looks so green
from this side

it's as beautiful as
i had hoped

i've already forgotten how
the other side feels

Monday, August 23, 2010

the pieces

at first i
saw the pieces
i learned and memorized
their faces
their colors
their wants and needs

i got to know those pieces
pieces of you
and fell in love with them
as i met them
afraid this might be so real
yet hoping it was

i told each of those
colorful pieces
playful pieces
serious pieces of you
how much i loved them
and they giggled, holding their smiles
with hands i can't draw

then one by one
i put those pieces together
those fun-in-the-sun
take-me-seriously pieces
and i did
I took you seriously and found
how beautiful you truly are
how clear you make things in me
and first as a whole
i told you i love you.
did you feel it?

as pieces put together
are by nature
you are very fragile
and i hold you with care
though never fearing to play

your big picture
is what i hoped for
in my life
someone who knows
how to love me
how to treat me

cause if we break
either of us
we will pick up
the pieces
and know exactly where
they go

the pieces in my life
i'm not good with
or don't like
or am missing all together
you give me

and for that i give you