happy

Only

It only takes a whisper

To break an eternity of silence

It only takes hope

To dispel a world of fear

It only takes love

To erase a history of hatred

It only takes a touch

To wipe away a tear

I should have known a lot of things

Folder: 
2019

I suddenly sit

here thinking is it

really so far if

it doesn’t hurt my feet

to walk there, I

should have known

by the way

you looked at

me.

 

I should

have known how it

would feel to lose. Lose

a race, lose you, lose

me. Is it

really so bad

not to want, not to

have a clue who

I am or what I’m

doing, just

to want things to stay

the same?

 

I should

have known a lot of

things, like heartbreak

before it hit

me. I should

have known how fast

this wind would

carry me. Will

you hold the bravest

rarest most fragile

parts of me even when

they don’t look like

love?

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Written 2/13/19

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Thoughts On Life and Mortality

The ancients declared that all is meaningless

A chasing after the wind

 

The modernists claim that nothing is real

A consuming, constant dream

 

So what shall we say on our mortality;

What should we surmise of our souls?

 

We've all been screaming what we want to hear

And yet the truth quietly whispers, drowning our voices

 

We pay our very souls to safely cross the river Styx

Only to find that we can't leave Charon without them

 

We give our all to gain what our hearts desire,

And realize that we have lost everything to gain nothing

 

What man can bring back one second of his life;

Yet time seems worthless without entertainment

 

We campaign to save our fellow man,

By placing funds in already full pockets

 

Humans are dimensional amphibians, living both spirit and body,

The ghost in the machine

 

How light a heart in love!

How heavy a heart in sorrow

 

The weight of a soul drags me down

But hope can keep me alight

 

We strive for goodness through deeds and laws,

But laws are not for good deeds, or good people

 

We cannot live long alone, and yet push others away,

Until we are left with only our “selves”

 

We push and strive to become better than ourselves

Yet we can only grow inside our own nature

 

At what point in our quest to become God

Did we convert into the devil instead?

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Out to Lunch

Out to Lunch

By jfarrell

 

You see….

 

I pass you your fries and burger and grab your drink;

But, I am so not here;

Sorry.

 

Arms, legs…. other bits…

All auto pilot; sorry;

Like Clark Kent stuck in the phone booth

You don’t see me;

You see what’s left behind.

 

As I give you your diet cola with extra ice…

 

I am in some imaginary battleground;

Orcs, dragons, dinosaurs, elves;

Humans…. ATTENTION, lunch is served;

Diving in and out of foxholes;

Crawling low as I can through muck;

Tossing a few fragment grenades

And commanding my pet dinosaurs to flank the enemy;

Having a dwarf’s axe bury itself so close to my head

I no longer the long haired rocker I was,

But being a skinhead seems to make me look tougher

The alliance run from me in terror…

 

“so, 2 burgers, 3 small fries, and 4 colas (1 with with extra ice)….”

 

BUGGER!!! THAT HURT!!!!

Where did the dragon come from?

Cheating putin-paid-russian- better than us European players (maybe?)

If you believe we lose Alterac Valley so much,

Because Alliance are all Russian hackers….

I dunno, maybe horde is really that bad.

Let’s be honest….

We wanna chop someone’s head off now,

Not waste 10 minutes discussing tactics…

 

“that’ll be £12.58… any doughnuts?….

Or our vanilla triple whipped cream, crammed with goodies, milkshake, on special offer…..

 

YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Horde win again

YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

WE ROCK

 

“Thank you sir, would you like a receipt?

And, please enjoy the game.”

With a big shiney smile as I hand you your receipt and change;

And….

Move on to the next customer.

 

If it is YOU I am serving,

I am SO sorry, I mean no discourtesy or disrespect;

I am out to lunch

And have been a very, very long time.

 

And all my battles have a rocking sound track;

From the earliest blues, I am THE Crossroads;

To “take my hand;

Off to never-never land”

 

The “blues brothers” tell me, I’m guilty;

And sting says “we’re starting up a brand new day.”

Dire straits gave me a six-blade knife (my secret weapon);

And

“two thousand zero zero, party over,

“we’re out of time”.. Prince is a LEGEND (sorry)

 

I hand the next customer his hotdog, with extra stuff on top;

Sorry, but, I not here;

Out to lunch… please leave a message at the beep

And, enjoy your stay :-)

 

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

since i started writing poems recently and putting them here....

Stephen has really encouraged me a lot

i just wanted to say thanx :-)

and i hope you all enjoy the music :-)

 

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Happy Birthday Warcraft

Happy Birthday Warcraft

By jfarrell

 

(to the greatest video game in the world - in my opinion)

 

Happy 13th Birthday to World of Warcraft,

And a big shout out for my guild, Nascent;

13 years I have lived this game

And it’s been far better than my real life (big truth).

 

From my first warlock killing boars in the Valley of Trials,

And holding the siege at Crossroads

As the Alliance attacked in their thousands;

Trying to wipe us from extinction.

 

To my resto-druid, Slugbrain, healing valiantly,

As my guild took down Kiljadeen on mythic;

Them raid dungeons can be tough;

Especially as my brain turns off when the tactics are explained.

 

But my heart lies in Warsong Gulch;

As does a leg, my left ear;

And I’m sure I lost an eye there, too;

PVP (player versus player for noobs :-) ) is my life!

 

Whether twirling my shiny swords as I start battle;

Or holding my staff aloft, with all the power of Gandalf;

PVP is the closest I can get to legal murder :-)

Thank you World of Warcraft; happy 13th birthday.

 

(and thanks Blizzard, the company behind WoW)

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

horde for life - bad horde, bad horde, watcha you gonna do, watcha gonna do when they come for you? :-)

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Thoughts On Love

Love is like hot cocoa

On a cold winters day

Snuggled up in a blanket

Watching the snow outside

 

Love is like having a dream

Good or bad, it doesn't matter

Because if you roll over

You'll be held all night long

 

Love is like waking up

To dew outside your tent

The birds singing for the morning

 And the smell of a woodfire

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Thoughts On Natural Solitude

As I walk through forests

Dark and deep

I notice the song therein

Birds in their nests

Joyously welcoming their newborns

Foxes padding quietly to their dens

Squirrels barking and playing like children

 

I often stop and fall silent

Away from the illusion

Of control and importance

We create in our world

 

Here, I belong

Here, I'm not all-important

There is a peacefulness

That creeps into my soul

And douses the painful fires

Of self that I let burn hot

 

Walking through the trees

Listening to the softly falling rain

Just to live, to Be

Not as nature's conqueror

But as a spectator in a beautiful world

To stand alone in silence

To contemplate, I AM

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Arrangement in any minor key

Arrangement in any minor key

By JFarrell

 

The music is me

Discordant, harsh, out of tune

A roaring cacophony

Ill composed from its beginning

 

Composed by a loveless mother

Transcribed by a violent father

A minor key

For sadness and pain

 

Along the way

It’s been added to, altered

Key changes everywhere

By those who consider themselves conductors

 

But, now

A new instrument has found its voice

From the depths of my soul

Haunting pizzicato strings stir and swell

 

An orchestra of strings hails the now

And is answered by woodwind breaths

The angelic harmony of harp song

Envelopes all

 

With a life of its own

The music of my soul rewrites me

Rewrites all that I was and have become

I am now a movement in the key of E

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

music heals

the message of the day is..

The message of the day is…

By JFarrell

 

The message of the day is…

 

DON’T you stop it

DON’T stop the music!

Especially

If it makes you feel GOOD.

 

Don’t hide away

Don’t stay silent

NOW

GET OUT and find something that makes you feel GOOD.

 

Don’t spend the rest of your life

Blaming someone else

IT DOES NOT MATTER

NOW is in your hands and you can feel GOOD

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

turn it up, feel good

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