Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Kevin Cole told me to start writing. Thank you sir

These are some of my poems that I have been writing. I feel that when I have an experience and write it down, it helps me understand what I am feeling, or what I have learned.

Joel (living)-“we see the most real things when we aren’t creating our own world.”
Letting it be in my walk
I have a great day
I didn’t try to shove anyone out of my way
External noises are kept to a minimum and mostly natural
I let the puzzle come in time
Not worried about whether it will rhyme
An inner peace that calms within
A new day and a new feeling that’s never been
Let the odds be unknown and the encounters lived
Sitting next to me is substance
Without focus this is missed
Deep in the heart I know this is where I belong
If I don’t always try to be right, then I will never be wrong
So I play my role and accept who I am
And feel so blessed to have a new friend.

Absorbed
Trapped by the music I walked outside
Thinking of all the things I hide
I cringe when I suspect she’s at the rink
Should I walk down their I double think
I take a left to avoid the shame of walking alone and thinking about her
North Dakota plates I see, wherever I go there she be.
I see the freedom gas station ahead, my life has changed, new plans were conceived.
My freedom was not inside the store, but the sounds of the city reminded me more.
I’d found it before but walked away. I was stuck in a frame.
The sound of nothing still had sound.
I walked very slowly on the ground.
I found myself happy without a smile.
Before I had been stuck inside myself, it’s dreadful when you can’t think of anything else.

Thursday, February 4, 2010

Flight Home


The morning was interesting we woke up at 6:30 in the morning right before we had to leave. Are taxi cab driver drove like a damn animal. We hopped on the plane and I loved the ride. I got inspiration for acting in one of the magazines I was reading about this guy who burned himself with cigarettes for a role, and it didn’t even actually make the movie. I read my script and thought about the relationship between Bernie and Sarah in the play that I am in. It was a very soothing trip with naps integrated throughout the ride. I thought about all the sounds I heard in New York on the ride. I loved the sound of the busy city, the honking of the horns, and the whooshing of the semis. I came home and ate at Chili’s with my grandpa which is exactly what we did the day before I left. We had a great time catching up. I found out that he is being let go from his job of 39 years I believe. He has already been hired for a job that he can work at from his desk at home (probably in his pajama pants) and I got him a new coffee cup to set the mood for his new place of work. My grandpa’s hard work has always been an inspiration to me, I am a better person because I know he wakes up so early for work and hardly will I ever here him complain. When he talks to me at the end of the day he usually will mention that he had a great workout or we will talk about sports and plays. His only flaw is that he almost never fools me with his changeup when we play baseball at the park by the house (actually he almost always gets me to whiff at least once). I got to give my grandma some chocolates that night from New York which she loved, she is a chocolate nut and proud of it. I thought of my grandma in New York a lot too and how she is always on the go, and it made me want to make sure to make the most of my opportunities. Before I went to bed we made plans to go to cracker barrel in the morning. It’s great to be home, and I miss New York. This experience has been great, I truly believe these chances to travel are as good as you make them out to be. Whether I am on the road or at home I will always be traveling after my dreams and am excited for new adventures.