Scraps of paper laying around my room…

Smile, though I haven’t written in a while
Now, I realize I should only get up to get down
Frown? Why? You don’t like that sound?
I’ve found it is the only real beat in this town
Pow! Is that your jaw on the ground?
Wow! He’s both a penman and a clown.
Ta-dow, I’m done, you win, now take your bow
Holy cow! You’ve only just met evil Cecil, now he’s out
C-style will return when there’s something to write about




















You didn’t break my heart, you just ripped it apart
So I turn to art that smart place to start
Avoiding the mart, certainly not ready to add a new tart to my cart
Cupid’s walking around with an arrow not a dart
And I can’t get struck, because damn it hurts to fall hard…

2009: Words from the Heart

It is 2009!  Happy 2009!

Theme of the year: TIME

I’ve declared this – my time

It is time to stop wasting time

Are you wasting my time?

Why are you wasting my time?

This time this rhyme is not meant as subtle or sublime

It is all about the grind

It is so clear in my mind – you can walk with me or get left behind

This is that metaphoric line, and straddling it is not fine

I am deadly serious; my line is as serious as a flat-line

And I’m on this side; I really tried, opened up, and let you inside

Now it is time to ride, plug up the hole, and not let the bullshit slide

 

I’ll still be nice, I’m smiling – don’t you see my eyes?

But don’t look twice, you’ll see my heart is frozen – it’s ice

 

2008 was great, it was fucked up, but I learned to pick my chin up and toughen up

I control my luck

 

I’ll take the buck, pass it this way

Leave it up to me - you’ll have your answer today

It is better this way

Keep the buck, hesitate, it’s too late because the answer is now no way

No way, no how, can’t do it – what do I look stupid?

Huh, not what you said? You did!

And I took it, for a moment I was shook, kid

I did my bid and that’s it

But I say that in love.  Please, you know who you’re rolling wit

All venom ran with the ink in this Bic

And I transition with this transition because this stanza is making me sick

 

A sneeze, a cough, hock and spit

Only change is legitimate

 

I change today! So sorry to be this way

The apology is sincere, but I mean what I say

Just like I meant what I said – I can’t regret clearing my head

Sleeping with my thoughts is like sleeping with the dead

I rather write than react when I see red

No time to clean up after “Crazy Craig”

 

Time again! – Just keeping with the theme

Okay, I think I’ve provided the scene

I let you know what I’ve seen without making a scene

That would be obscene and I keep it clean

 

This is my clean break… just a break

Too much at stake not to lay this stake and make a mistake

It is a new year and I see the path crystal clear

There’s not a damn thing to fear!