My Path Runs Ahead of Me and My Plans - Canto One

My Path Runs Ahead of Me and My Plans - Canto One

At first
I can't so much as crawl
My baby belly
Fun to rest on, but no good
For moving forward

Then I perch myself
Upon the palms of my hands
And the pudgy knots
I don't yet know
Are called knees

The ungated rooms
Of this giant place
Are mine to explore
Mine to devour
As I giggle through my drool

The big ones
Show so much excitement
When the palms of my hands
Are replaced
By the soles of my feet

Their baby boy
Is growing up so fast
Even though
I'm no taller than the horsey
At least, not yet

Autobiography

So, I decided a while back to try and put my life, up to this point, into the form of a poem.  I'm seven cantos in and will be posting them momentarily.  I decided this was a good point to post, so that I could reflect on what I already have before moving forward.  You see, canto seven is the end of high school and before I start diving into those college years, I want to experience my own story as a reader; I want to take the chance to see what it is I've built for my story as a foundation for what's to come.  Also, since I haven't been out of college for very long I didn't want to try and trudge through such fresh memories without taking a hard look at what came before them.  I'd like to weave a connection from the farther past to the more recent past, and then hopefully into my present and future.  I hope you enjoy my autobiographical poem:  My Path Runs Ahead of Me and My Plans

No Relation to the Relative

No Relation to the Relative

Am I just a pinpoint pensman
Weaving fabricated feelings
To hit the mark
At the very center of the heart?

Am I just letting loose
Wistful emotions
To hide from the truth
At the very center of the balance?

Am I the ignorant one
Using merciful metaphors
To describe a merciless world
At the very center of what's real?

Truth is relative
And with this pen
I feel no relation

Inferno

Inferno
From the deepest,
Darkest pits of desire
Comes the tortuous,
Tumultuous monstrosities
Of humanity's flaws

Lured by Lust
Granted through Greed

Grown with Gluttony
Wrung in Wrath

Sullen in Sloth
Envisioned through Envy

There are temptations
Of kinds too many
To list
In seven categories

But we, as humans
Label our lives
All aspects
Even our sins
With perilous pride

The Sunset Spectacle of Smooth Melancholy

The Sunset Spectacle of Smooth Melancholy

A man once told me
He had never dreamed
But for one reason

He sat me down
Stated plainly
"I don't dream."

"Of course you do;
Everyone does."
Naivety spilling from my lips

Awkwardly stumbling
Over the smooth melancholy
Of his profound wisdom

"I don't."
More plain wisdom
No denying it

He explained
With hat in hand
The world in the other

That what we call
Dreaming
He calls sleepy imagination

"You have to have a dream
To dream."
He places hat to head

He walked away
But turned when bathed
In sunset spectacle

He smiled
And suddenly I knew
Why I had never dreamt

Why, until that day
When my dreams took form
I was stuck in my imagination

You have to have a dream
To dream
Which is why I never did

Until I met you

From Across the Room (Spirits)

From Across the Room (Spirits)
People on the outside
Simply cannot begin to see
That when those two sets of eyes
Met from across the room
A spirit came to be

It has begun
When this two comes from
One and one

This spirit does not stand for you
For me
This spirit stands for us
For we

We, the stargazers
The fate players
The navigators
Of our intrinsic mazes

She has that look in her eyes
That filters through the guys
Made of swag and fear

So that she might spot the man
Who with a smile sincere
Looks into her eyes

Into, not at
For the chance to meet
That beautiful person found beneath

All this does not begin with a kiss
No, it begins with a look and a wish

It's Your Birthday (A Song)

It's Your Birthday (A Song)
Happy Birthday
Happy Birthday
It's your very special day
And we're all here to celebrate

Happy Birthday
Happy Birthday

If I had known that one day
I'd meet you
Know you
Call you friend

I would've smiled, a little wider
Laughed, a little louder
Dreamed, a little bigger
Hoped, a little higher

So that when I first smiled at you
It would have been enough
To cure your bluest blues

Happy Birthday
Happy Birthday

I know it's a day
For you
And what you want

But if I could make just one request
All I really want to see
Is your beautiful smile
Smiling back at me

Happy Birthday
Happy Birthday

I will always be here
To smile on your special day
And say
Happy Happy Birthday