self-congratulatory poems s/d

I am a women truthfully I cant deny it I take full responsibility
.But I am not a stereotype, I don't live up to the hype, I don't cook or wash dishes, I speak my mind and I don't grant wishes. So if you think that a women is another word for maid Your sadly mistaken. Its a revolution, we aren't dumb, we have minds and we have thoughts. I am a women Faithfully, but don't think women are something to be looked at and watched. cook and clean, not heard only seen. I am a women truthfully faithfully and always. I cant deny it I take full responsibility. But I am far from the all-American stereotype and I don't live up to the common hype

My United States Marine
I got two kids they are amazing to see;
He don’t know because he is at sea.
One calls for his daddy;
the other one is to little to know.
Daddy is gone to war;
And will soon be coming home.
I say a prayer for you each night;
For God to show you;
How much we truly love you.
Even though you are a thousand miles away;
Not knowing were you are each and everyday.
Looking up at the stars at night;
Pulls you closer to my heart.
Proud of my man who has the courage to fight;
He keeps it safe for me and his children at night.
For I'm proud to say,
I love him with all my heart;
He is a United States Marine;
With the courage to fight for all of us to sleep better each night.

Real women have curves, wrinkles, and flaws.
Each one earned with experience, perseverance and determination.
There's no computer to airbrush your mistakes.
Let them make you who you are.
Love every mark, every scar, every extra curve you wished to go away,
Accept what you can't learn to love,
Then let go of what you can't accept.
Treasure them for their memories
Like a worn love letter or ratty old quilt from generations of old.
Each wrinkle comes with the wisdom only years of life can give.
And life is not to be hidden or covered up.
For life is how a girl grows into a woman
And real women have curves.

A Redneck's life for me
Swimming in ponds and hanging from trees
Fishing all day and every hour
NASCAR on tv and biscuits of flour
I wasn't born in a trailer or raised in a barn
But bein' a Redneck never did me no harm
I had better say before it's too late
Rednecks are what make America great!

they are my real family
i love them till death
i will always be there for them
they are worth my every breath

we love each other alot
they are in my heart
juggalo family never dies
we will never part

just to let all you femeinem fans know
that this family will never die
no matter how much you pout
or how much you cry

so thank you all juggalos and juggalettes
you changed my life for the best
i will be down for life
even when I'm put to rest

We're coming your way, We're gonna dazzle you with our super play.
The time has come, You know we're shooting for number one.
With thunderbolts and lightning, We'll light up the sky,
We'll give it all we've got, and more With the Super Charger try!

San Diego Super Chargers, San Diego Chargers! San Diego Super Chargers, San Diego Chargers! Charge!

We've got a plan, We're gonna do it for our super fans.
All we seek, Is the goal line to victory.
e'll ignite you, excite you With high voltage play.
We won't let up a minute, We're going all the way - all the way!

San Diego Super Chargers, San Diego Chargers! San Diego Super Chargers, San Diego Chargers! Charge!

We're coming your way With the Super Chargers' play. We're coming at you. Now we're coming through!

San Diego Super Chargers, San Diego Chargers! San Diego Super Chargers, San Diego Chargers! Charge!

this has me a hypnotized somewhat

I am a river,
Down in the valley
ooooh, I am a vision
And I can see clearly

If anybody asks you who I am
Just stand up tall
Look 'em in the face and say

Chorus
I'm that star up in the sky
I'm that mountain peak up high
Hey I made it, mmmmmm
I'm the world's greatest
And I'm that little bit of hope
When my back's against the ropes
I can feel it, mmmmmm
I'm the world's greatest
(the worlds greatest, worlds greatest , for ever )

I am a giant
I am an eagle
ooh, I am a lion
Down in the jungle

I am a marchin' band
I am the people
ooh, I am a helping hand
I am a hero

If anybody asks you who I am
Just stand up tall
Look 'em in the face and say

Chorus

In the ring of life i'll rain love (i will rain)
and the world will notice a king (oooohhhhh yahhhhh)
when there is darkness i'll shine a light (shine a light)
and views of success reflect in me

My childhood days have passed and gone,
And it fills my heart with pain
To think that youth will nevermore
Return to me again.
And now kind friends, what I have wrote,
I hope you will pass o'er,
And not criticize, as some have done,
Hitherto herebefore.

I am intruiged by this Juggalo manifesto.

I was dreaming of the past
And my heart was beating fast
I began to lose control
I began to lose control

I didn't mean to hurt you
I'm sorry that I made you cry
Oh no, I didn't want to hurt you
I'm just a jealous guy

I was feeling insecure
You might not love me anymore
I was shivering inside
I was shivering inside

I didn't mean to hurt you
I'm sorry that I made you cry
Oh no, I didn't want to hurt you
I'm just a jealous guy

I didn't mean to hurt you
I'm sorry that I made you cry
Oh no, I didn't want to hurt you
I'm just a jealous guy

I was trying to catch your eyes
Thought that you was trying to hide
I was swallowing my pain
I was swallowing my pain

I didn't mean to hurt you
I'm sorry that I made you cry
Oh no, I didn't want to hurt you
I'm just a jealous guy, watch out
I'm just a jealous guy, look out babe
I'm just a jealous guy

I celebrate myself, and sing myself,
And what I assume you shall assume,
For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.

"jessica l. grizzle"

biscuits of flour

Wait is this what Data was shouting in Goonies?

GANGSTA GRIZZLE

http://www.watsonswildlife.com/images3/praying_for_peace_RDF.jpg

"sit down dude."

http://soe.ucdavis.edu/ms0506/180L/GarciaAl/iam2.JPG

I am a lover of pie and fries that are French.
I wonder how I don't end up killing and killing and killing.
I hear a dead bird screaming.
I see castles made of mallow.
I want a machine that makes money.
I am a lover of pie and fries that are French.

I pretend that I am the king of the wee people.
I feel that no man may touch my bum rightly.
I touch other bums lightly.
I worry that beer may stop flowing.
I cry for the skinny bitches.
I am a lover of pie and fries that are French.

I understand how stupid the world is.
I say that no man shall dip his toe in poo.
I dream of a world made of cherry filling.
I try to turn this dream into a reality.
I hope that I don't die on the toilet.
I am a lover of pie and fries that are French.

that one is mine.

it's easy!

http://ettcweb.lr.k12.nj.us/forms/iampoem.htm

I am quiet and loud
I wonder why people complain about the same thing everyday
I hear light
I see cold
I want to show something new
I am quiet and loud

I pretend i am somewhere else
I feel like air
I touch wind
I worry if i will end up alone
I cry at space
I am quiet and loud

I understand supply and demand
I say fuck them if they can't take a joke
I dream that i am travelling
I try to meet new people
I hope that i will have fun tonight
I am quiet and loud

hmm i don't really see cold, more like i smell it

And now kind friends, what I have wrote,
I hope you will pass o'er,
And not criticize, as some have done,
Hitherto herebefore.

This is great.

I Am am am

I am over-under-over-over and lighter than lighter than land
I wonder how far we can divide our insides up into outer space
I hear rocket hearts at the end of trigger fingers
I see aluminum clouds around the sun
I want thththththththudddthudddthuddd brbrbrbreatthhebreathehethethe around us in us
I am over-under-over-over and lighter than lighter than land

I pretend decide decide know know not not the the way way
I feel today's sky comes around again to lean on the fence to talk about blue to talk about empty
I touch an event the event collapsing accordions a hundred sound ridges an airless hollow
I worry clouds will talk back this time, say they are being held up by helicopters
I cry end of blue part end of the black part end of the curve
I am over-under-over-over and lighter than lighter than land

I understand small threads held together all around around
I say pulse a pulse a soft a pulse a full a pulse a wave a pulse a matter a pulse a mind a
I dream a solid sky a sky with gates a finite place an unhitching from the ground a floating space
I try finding circular starts holding an end for as long as an end for as long as a start a held breath a breath this outing in the sun a passing blue a hand in a hand
I hope beginning here inside seconds inside sound inside light going until going on on insides
I am over-under-over-over and lighter than lighter than land

I'm a bitch, I'm a lover
I'm a child, I'm a mother
I'm a sinner, I'm a saint
I do not feel ashamed
I'm your health, I'm your dream
I'm nothing in between
You know you wouldn't want it any other way

God now that shitty song will be stuck in my head all night :(

I love my juggalo family
they are always there for me
i don't not care
if half of them i can not see

they are my real family
i love them till death
i will always be there for them
they are worth my every breath

we love each other alot
they are in my heart
juggalo family never dies
we will never part

just to let all you femeinem fans know
that this family will never die
no matter how much you pout
or how much you cry

so thank you all juggalos and juggalettes
you changed my life for the best
i will be down for life
even when I'm put to rest

Bottom photo is me & Anthony Flores doing a piece called "Standing on the Shoulders of Giants" about showing gratitude to our progenitors. Anthony talked about his grandparents' lessons in humility and understanding the use of literary mysticism through Blake. Sample line: "I took diction from Whitman/stole rhythms from Miles/and learned verbal friction from Cummings"

It got us to the finals stage cause it was novel choreography and not especially poorly written, if I may say so.

-- BIG HOOS aka the steendriver, Friday, June 13, 2008 10:00 PM (2 months ago) Bookmark Link

self-congratulatory posts

You know i will never understand,
the emptyness i feel,
the need to be empty,
to forget the pain that fills,

its easy to forget,
the dreams that are just a chance,
but noone understands them,

in the end im all alone,

i want nothing more then to dream,
to take the chance that destiny screams,
to live inside my world,
my creative hopes and dreams,
the peace that i feel,
when i writte down my words,
brings hapinness to the sadness,
joys to the tears,

and while im not competant,
i persue it with open hands,
this dream is everlasting,
i will chase it until the end,

to live for the chance to dream,
is like music to my ears,
for those who disagree,
and think i can't do it,

i say to you my dears,
that in the end i will win,
I will do anything for my dream,
so critisise me as much as you want,
and while my head is spinning,
and my eyes are such a blur,
this dream is everlasting,
and i will pursue it until the end,

so tell me i can't do it,
so i can prove you wrong,
theres is nothing i want more,
then the hapiness writting brings,

and while this draws to an end,
i will read this in the morning,
and realise how much i want it,
and prove to me i can,
so this dream i will chase,
to the very end,
no matter what you say,

a no hoper and dreamer i may be,
but i will make it in the end