Monday, June 1, 2015

Untitled VII

The city is a place
a man can spend his
check make some
wrong turns cause
 he been hanging out with the
worse,sometimes set ups and
sometimes its karma at work, maybe
you burned someone and now its your go,
but whatever the situation unfolds in your
hand, you gotta understand what's down
must go up, the understanding of gravity
helps you get through some tragedy's become
the dentist in your life you'll remove all the
cavities, traverse is your option, to reverse
is acknowledged but to go back to something
that you've learned is chaotic, that's where
order is born and stability rest, just look
at how the renaissance lead us out of a mess,
to the people I'm speaking this ancient
knowledge is reason, realign your chakra
lights to the normals its leisons, to religion its treason,
while our governments fleeting, creating large cities
weeding out the poor is deceiving, that's why the
people are leaving, their bank accounts are
receding, taxes too high on crappy
food that were eating, gentrified at
its best, water supply at its worse:
we drinking from the stream of
Lethe calcified from birth, even the
bottles I question but that's for some
other time, read my other writings
they may open your mind, but take
a second to reckon this record
understanding the lesson....why a
man in the city can spend his
pay check....living in the city
of debt...dollar signs...cash rules,
cash flows out your hands into the
rich, trying to keep up with style will
have you in the pits,the allure of the city
and what's hiding in the mist....

Monday, April 27, 2015

Abstract



To be ahead of the pack means to be alone,
for those who do not understand, will
eventually see, and for those who are
presented with sight may choose to ignore
the vision, there's those who choose to go
against the grain, while others choose the
misinformation that enters their brain, we can
not judge, you can not judge, I can not judge
, I can only watch and pray the best for that person
for the universe can be misleading, sending messages to
spread but has a plan of it own and changes direction, going
against its own plan...which in turn makes the messenger look
like a loud crazy...as a messenger arrogance can arise, knowing
information you shouldn't know can make one feel infinite,
you have to stay humble and find a way, a way of not being
a know it all...because we don't know all...we know alot
but we don't know all....even knowing the future of others,
we are not suppose to tell, we are suppose to guide, even
when others are upsetting you because you know
their end game, we have to let them fall
because that's their fate, their
journey, their path, we can not
intervene because are small actions
cause a loud bang in the universe
changing all the billions of others
lives because you want her for maybe 3 years
which is 3 seconds in other realms...you want
her for an average human relationship
life span, maybe 53 years, look how all the
threes align...

Tuesday, April 14, 2015

I never will be free

The next poet I'm introducing gave me the first poem she ever wrote and the one that was posted below, titled Distance, was her most recent poem. I'm interested to see more work, hopefully she might share a little more; if not, these are the two you get world and enjoy them. Enjoy and thank you for stopping by "No Title" the random blog. One Love



I Never Will Be Free

Written by Ter.Ann.
The place I go to hide my tears, is never far away

   I keep them here inside of me, all neatly put away

When I look into his eyes, I wish the love was there

   But then I realize, down inside, he doesn't even care

The love I feel for him comes from deep inside of me

   But until I know he once loved me back, I never will be free


                                                       Ter.Ann.
                                                      (c) 1991
                                                   

Honors received by Terri Logue (Ter.Ann.):
International Society of Poets Poet of the year 2005
Who's who in Poetry 2005
Outstanding Achievement in Poetry 2005
International Society of Poets Associate Member 2005
International Society of Poets Best Poet of 2012
Published Author as of 2013
                                                           

Monday, April 13, 2015

Distance

Distance
Written by Ter.Ann.

 I close my eyes and feel your touch
   It effects my body so very much
I want you here to hold me tight
   And touch my body all through the night
I want to smell you as you press to me
   I want to feel, to touch, to see
I want to taste your kiss on my lips
   I want to feel your hands on my hips
I want to feel you tug at my hair
   And that I can't seems so unfair
I hear your voice in my ear
   It hurts my soul that you're not here
I see your pictures all day on line
   And I wish you could simply be mine

                                       Ter.Ann.
                                       (c) 2015

Thursday, April 9, 2015

Sunsets

When the day ends
its starting some where
else, but the night begins
with the same date and the
new day is dark...without
sunsets, we could never
see a new day, we could never
have a moment for our minds to
shift for the sun  would be forever
blazing and our problems would seem
jading...for days that are amazing, susnets
seem to mock because we want to stop
the clock, but how selfish of us, to not think
of others who want their time in the sun...
so may the sunset so others can bask in the
rays, may the sunset so I can dream out my
reality, let the sunset so for nights
I'm restless, I know I'm awake in someones
dreams, may the sunset so at night I can be her
sun beams...