Poem for Zoe

Spread your wings and dig in with your boots
The world of your truth is the best tasting of fruits
It takes a while, there is no rush to style
the weird strangeness of youth is a gift
trial your way through what you feel is true
lifting up different rocks
be curious and don’t stop questioning
There is always more than one way to be learning

Welcome to the planet
Welcome home to your family who loves you dear
and it’s clear, that this love will grow with each year
in every birthday, anniversary and change
some things stay the same

Waiting Stages

Been waiting like steady wages, for ages
to rip the best rhymes off pages to spit on these stages
Its where we my mind is designed to open cages

Never been the same since I learned how to turn my brain
consistently and classically trained, to change the sustain and staccato
my flow goes to grow inside that part of you that always stays alive
maintain, my motto is similar to survive but looking for gains
About that time we find rappers that are more of a sage
than a tyrant’s rein, We all know the villain’s name
Where are the heros, where are the cypher circles
Used to rap, back at the capitol to see whose words are more versatile
young kids with the pain under their lids, who knew which one would see a bid, Now we know what’s possible,

I have worked in many industries
Service, Healthcare and Software
my favorite has been MC of the city
Poetry for the the nitty gritty
for those who picked this hobby up in the lobby
music therapy used to choose your destiny
Used to teach the youth through a vocal booth
opened up after school on the east side of Caesar Chev
Chi Town and kids of the underground
haven’t seen any clans or squads,
instead people coming as mobs
Lots of love for people doing their jobs
Tip nice and take your own advice
I write like it’s my last night of life
My last mic to pass the time and strife
New heights is where I care to place my sights
bringing up others where ever I can discover
knowing it is a lonely road we each need to suffer
Words from your neighborhood lover
signed your brother b,

Remember Me

The one who was never lost, but lived inside where you have been alive
All this time, found ways to stay small
a big cost to not stand tall and thrive
changing the way, for it is the way, we do more than survive

Since I first quenched my thirst on hitting strides
hitting my sides as I run down the streets
breathing the air of where we keep ambitions
I can’t sleep cuz I’m too in love with the life I’m living

You have now been forgiven
for every mistake you have ever made
Driven into the grace and taking a token for your place
It’s right here and now
no matter what, legitimately everything is allowed
consequences are to be embraced out loud

Taking my fate into my own hands
knowing God’s got other plans
and, that’s fine and dandy
sugar rhymes sweet as candy
better for your teeth to cut on this poetry
remember me

Engineers

The creators and maintainers of the gears
that will keep things moving this year and the next
have no fear about how big and complex is the sphere
or how interconnected everything appears
# Network topology interface technology
plugged into the racks and stacks of how everything stays of track
The change, is the only true fact that won’t be changing
When there is a fire that won ‘t expire,
who else would you want to be hiring?
Fixing problems and solving ahead of time
with a desire to never have to come back to that wire design
post mortems, blameless and it’s fine to write out all the crimes
mistakes happen, its almost designed where everything fails, all the time.
contingency plans and it all goes to the systems we have in place
consistently supply demand to the flow of queries in space
the patching, rebuilding and rearchitecting for the willing
lord knows starting over is a sobering feeling
but sometimes you can’t be rolling over broken wheels
self healing and self service is the manifest of how we work best
open source, open api and open telemetry
with my poetry i give you a piece of this industry
capsized into a capsul of a small dose of how we measure to size
the pleasure of the wise to share their endeavors they tried
Why is a great question to ask first to avoid the worst
Buying the most expensive shiny tool in the shed
has been the hearse for many dead in their career
You cannot spend your way into the clear
problems take an engineer

Opening Doors

Never found a spot as nice as right now
This clever plot of life is the piece you have found
bound to be the puzzle you continuously take apart

Where do you find the most truth in your heart?

this quiet silence in illuminated dark
haven’t quit since starting back the art
turning to stacking laps, another path
learning all that he can grasp

These grips of love on the finger tips
of the trips we have allowed time to slip

Permit me, the luxury of finding any tiny memory
right here, right now
giving the greatest thanks to unveiling the shroud
the growth of the hope we so cope with making loud
is a momentum
a rhythm, scoping how to take out the soul for a stroll

Just another day, breathing God’s breath
whatever is left after
words made in tears of joy and laughter
having wept finales, only looking forward to new beginnings

A new face to winnning
is this process, that is just starting
opening the door , to see what else is in store

Lovage

That moment where music forces you out of a chair
where sitting still couldn’t bare witness
a participant among the insistence
it didn’t take long to get there

Where else inspires you to wear the hat of presence
Ever since, the most benevolence packed in packages
The raps of shares in lessons, my dear beloved
messages from up above embedded in the lovage

Scared and afraid of the courageous challenges
still standing tall and walking firm in rain showers
filling the cup of brothers and sisters needing whispers
The higher powers are all around

Climbing mountain edges and boulders
as responsibilities shoulder joy and pain
never the be the same again
Names don’t paint these pictures

It takes a few measures to endeavor a pleasurable adventure
Who knew we grew into our selves
well, it might as well be swell to be story we want heard to tell
I’m pretty sure the change occurs where we might concur

So now that the pot has been stirred and released
The sigh and gasp of freedom
free styling in momentum

Come and linger

dreaming of morning twilight mysteries
these swaying trees go to work standing strong
continuing the cycle of growing, even if less than an inch a day
outside my window I watch
distracted by the spirit of curious four legged friends

Powerful memories of whimsical smiles
of sly joking jabs
in mountains and valleys
on trains and buses
bustling across destinations and arrivals

slow home cooked conversations of meals
and the pause before eating
all leave me in wonder
that the presence of God could ever have a doubt

What is worth fighting for:
back scratches and after work hugs
small notes found in cupboards and on mirrors
the playful holding hands and fingers

the truth that forever lingers

My little one

My little one loves to have fun before the day is done and the night takes the sun
climbing trees, running around the breeze and most active activities
sometimes he cries and sometimes he just wants to read
I listen to his wants and needs and in case he falls and scrapes his knees
I sit with him and his upset
he reminds me of curiosity and the importance of recess
My little one has an imaginary friend named DJ
they play, in a marching band that stands in the rafters
his favorite sound is giggles and laughter
his favorite food is tacos and those big bowls of ice cream on hot summer days

My little one listens to my pains and aches
and takes time to let me know it is ok to make mistakes
he has dreams of growing up to be an important successful man
even though these are things he really doesn’t understand
He does what he can
He likes to play basketball with friends
and explore the forest behind his house
sometimes him and his friends pretend to be a tyranasorous or a mouse

My little one is pretty smart and has a really big heart
he feels responsibly for everything that he starts
and I remind him that not everything needs to be finished
he can change him mind in a few hours or in a few minutes
not everything is set in stone
he doesn’t have to always be right because he does know everything that is known
next year he is going to ride his bike to school
My little one makes me proud and I think he is pretty cool

When I am on my way to work sometimes I get a smile and a smirk
thinking of the old days and memories playing so joyful and happy
that boy still lives inside me and I start peddling my bike a little faster
I can go back and relive, re imagine and re connect
anytime I want to check on my little one and look after
my little one has tried to protect me and now I get to be there for him
a best friend that lives within and inside, I am glad he is still alive

Kisses

The few moments between now and forever live in a space that can only be opened by our kisses.
Through this portal which only we have access to can there be the potential of unlocking true freedom of the present manifesting the ultimate reality destined to expand the universe.
By understanding this we are obliged to keep the universe afloat and continuing it’s trek through our connection and possibilities.
The contact of our lips may help determine the fate of all that will ever be, by using what we have to steer the ship of fate itself.

Superpowers

Gratitude super power explosions
self healing with help by touch of love
even a minute in your arms charms the energy I have to new heights
an hour and earth feels a distance away
traveling past the speed of knowledge
I feel courage powerful as first steps
the melting of fear as in a 5th
these feet know travels
they have been across most experience
they have been damaged, repaired and counseled in degrees of limitations overcome
yet
they have only recently found a path as worthwhile as the journey we are walking together
A path which makes me want to walk slowly to savor
A path to run full speed to see how fast we are capable
A path that I want to stop and simply enjoy and breathe in the present stillness

No matter how fast, far or fun we travel
I know I want to continue traveling the path of destiny with you
More than I have felt anything else
This I feel,
This, for which I am grateful
Is a powerful super power