Friday, December 24, 2010

Holiday Wishes

Tis with all my love
I send to you
A holiday wish
that will ring true
you are mighty
and you are strong
Let this and my love
carry you along

BjM
12-24-10

Saturday, December 18, 2010

the breakdown of me

The Breakdown of me
doesn't have to be sad
Its all what you make it
the good or the bad

to look at your journey
from where is it you came
your niche on the planet
the space you have claimed

the circle of life
is it suppose to be round
are we to recycle
all we've lost all we've found

to search for the purpose
and live in your head
let life pass you by
just stay in your bed

fear not the unknown
the future is there
choose where you're headed
pick what you dare

get out there and live it
do all you can do
we are meant to enjoy it
you are meant to be you.

BjM
19-12-10

Sunday, December 12, 2010

If it matters not

If, it matters not,
what others think.

Who will toss you the line,
before you sink?

To dream is great,
when it unfolds.

The in between,
is where the story gets told.

Begin and end,
are miles apart.

The middle bits,
develop our hearts.

To stand alone,
Heart on a shelf.

With all your things,
all your Wealth.

Perched on your pedestal,
above the rest.

Eyes cast upon those,
who failed the test.

Locked up in your fortress,
safe from harm.

Does an empty heart,
feel as warm.

BjM
12-12-10

Thursday, December 02, 2010

Becoming invisible

In order to become invisible
One must first be keen
For there in no sense being invisible
Unless you can be seen

Start out as unassuming
Confident and sure
And without them noticing
You will slowly disappear

Hide amongst the self centered
The needy the insecure
Soon their need out weighs you
Soon you disappear

It's not your unimportance
Or things you may hold dear
It's more about what's lacking
It's about the inner pure

We are worthy of what matters
But only to ourselves
You can fight to have your needs met
Or put them on a shelf
12~2~10
BjM

Tuesday, November 30, 2010

What I like about Un-Birthdays

I don't like birthday's because -

I do not feel comfortable getting things.

It feels awkward to me to receive gifts, I do not feel I deserve.

It is not about age or aging as every person we know has one every year.

It is more about the obligation. I do not want people to feel obligated to say or do anything that they would not normally do. Which of course makes it difficult and uncomfortable to do anything. The things I want can not be 'asked' for, the things I want are achievable and often over looked.

I would prefer to celebrate Un-Birthdays as those are the days where we all just feel good about each other because we can, not because we should or 'have' to. Those are the days it really feels good to be treated special, those are the days that matter the most over the course of our lifetime.

A person only has one Birthday every 365 days, yet it is possible to celebrate 364 un-birthdays. No matter how you slice it, new math or Old the Un-birthday is the way to go.


11-30-10
BjM

Sunday, September 12, 2010

When she died young

They said it was sad,
when she died young.
For who, is this sadness?
For who, was the fun?

Hiding the pain,
that cut through her heart.
Pretending the love,
was doing its part

Painting a smile,
upon the face.
All of the whores,
dressed up in lace

The cycle repeats
please people, rebel
Pleased, they smile.
Angry, they Yell.

Wipe up your tear,
dry out your eyes.
for today is the day,
she is free from your lies!

The shame of your actions,
a heavy coat to wear.
You placed it on a child,
as her cross to bare.

Don't be sad for the soul,
crossing this dawn.
Be sad for the lies,
this family is built on.

Hide your shame,
so the neighbours don't see
when it leaches over there
what will be, will be

Who can own their part
Stand and make amends
for you can rape your family
but you should not rape your friends

BjM
9-12-10

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Unsaid

So often, as I sit to write
my words get jumbled
my thoughts take flight


I think in prose, in 4/4 time
amusing thoughts
come out as rhymes


It matters not, what others think
for what I write
keeps me in sync


It takes the thoughts, out of my head
it gives me peace
Leaves things unsaid

For I am one, and I am whole
I share my life
I play my role

When I keep my words, close to my chest
the waves subside
they like me best

A battle within, the fight is strong
not truth or lies
just getting along.
BjM 6/16/10

Friday, February 05, 2010

Holler

I often wonder when peeps lash out -
What chord I struck that made them shout.
For fear has made many a man yell.
Reflection and quiet tend to quell.
BjM 2-5-10

Monday, January 11, 2010