The Adventures Of Red Writing Hood

A dog after a nap is like my mind when I learn. Bouncing off the walls of my conscience. Yelping, ears perked, The world seems bigger when you open your eyes Wide enough to hold it. The world is the weight upon the shoulders of the sky. It's that hunchback of cloud, so grey That it meets the endless ocean As if the water evaporates into Misty abyss. My mind evaporates into The fog When I learn too much in one day. I go from four padding paws, Trying to touch every bit of knowledge I can, To a few worn-out feet. My ears droop, full to the brim of information. My nose tips down as I realize A deadline Is just another word For disappointment. Only the bait, Encouraging me to reach out and touch it before  The day gets a chance to say, "That's all I have time for, Do not try to add hours on Or you could be up until tomorrow Just trying," I am the dog who wakes up, Sees the world from the window, Collec

I left my thoughts within these pages I left my mind in every word While this dear book of mind sees ages My wisdom will be heard A child’s young naivety A teen’s blossoming aspirations A new mother’s divine ability To raise the generations The years I opened, days I closed Brought me nearer to my dreams At last, so old and-- all alone I look back upon these things Coffee spilled-- page fifty-five On seven-- baby ripped the side A hundred-twenty stayed alive But the next one said goodbye Faded paper, dying words The unspoken story’s mine Every word remembered The ones between the lines But the words that were in print Were never read again The last page slowed down with my heart And the last words were: the end

Two trees hunker side by side, Their branches entangling. Complicated love. She is small, with a leafy skirt. Folds of fabric curl up on the ground. Her skirt is a shelter if you can get through the layers of green ribbons. There is a whole new world underneath. She takes risks and the others take advantages. It isn't the smartest way to hurt. A hand fondles her hair and her clothes, But she brushes it off as her body shivers.  Wet.  Cold.  Rain. She is beautiful, but she weeps. The other tree has a strong body and long, muscular arms But he is gentle.  The smallest find their homes in his trunks and on his branches. He is strong.  His arms enveloped her. Cover me in your scent Let me breathe in your beauty He is tall, but yet not tall enough, to shield her from the rain. Sometimes he must be cut to grow bigger and stronger again. Women learn from heartbreaks but men from breaking hearts.  This time he says: I will stay, I will grow.   Grow tall enough to c

As words are slipping out of reach I continue rearranging them Wondering if I should be changing them To make them make more sense Words are melting from my mind But the feeling is not left behind I part my lips as if to say... Oh how the words have run away Scampered off into the great unknown Off the often trodden road To the abyss of the unknown The words to express are like a star So beautiful they don't deserve a name No words can tell you who they are But the look in one's eyes when they fall upon you... you'll never be the same No words can describe the luxury of holding you in their gaze No words are strong enough No meaning deep enough I part my lips as if to say... Oh, how the words have run away You're beautiful today

Port Angeles Come where the trees are always green and the oceans always blue Where the crystalline nights form icicles on the rims of the houses Where many wander the streets in sadness A place of beauty, a people of tears Rich soil of diamonds and gold, scraped at with the fingernails of the hopeful Rich sky of stars to brighten the eyes, reached for by the dreamers but never caught Rich land of plenty with a history to be known, slipping from the grasps of the keepers Time is like the clocktower-- always ticking, never changing The streets are busy with the cars of the lucky, the feet of the lonely And the homes of the lost Come where the fish used to jump out of each towering wave Come where the dam rose up and where it fell Come where the grass is always greener The wind is always light Unlock the code of the port of angels To raise its people from their stoned stoned state So they can raise their children to raise this town from it

The railway rattles beneath the earth, hidden from the sky My eyes are closed but I don't sleep. I hear them whizzing by I wish they’d stop at my place where I’m waiting to be found I think about their mission in the modern underground I know they’re here beneath me and will catch me if I fall They surely must be watching, I’m closed up in these walls And sold because I can’t fight back, and can’t because I’m small And in the cold, I cry and think they won’t come after all My wrists are raw with ropes.  A number is my name And I hear the train go chugging as it leaves the way it came Tears no longer reach my eyes, my heart is cold as stone I want to run away, but this is all I've known And so I wait forever while the train goes chugging by Freezing on the floor, I want to break my chains and fly Oh come to me sweet underground and soothe me when I cry Please come and save my soul before I drown in tears and die Operati

Here we stand, shadows in a crowd The anthem begins, the trumpets sound Here we stand with our hands at our hearts America: how great thou art! Here we stand and cheer with our voices As we raise the stars and stripes But under the surface we grow evil devices And bloody our knives with their cries With the tears of our babies, unborn yet alive Ripped limb by limb from their homes Here we stand for a country to strive Using babies as our stepping stones We tell our children they can be An astronaut in space Or a doctor, a scientist, anything "Just make the world a better place!" We really should be telling them From the moment they're conceived And really ought be helping them To see reality Dear babies, You can live the American dream Rise up from the ashes of the universe You can be here, standing beside me -- if they don't kill you first. Dear babies,

You are lying to yourselves, and amidst it fooling none You are senseless and heartless to kill what God's begun Inside the womb or out, they're human just the same They're living, they are growing, since the day conception came The properties of life, why does water qualify? If a baby with a heartbeat is not said to be alive? Order: cells, organs, tissue (it must be working well) In an unborn baby alone, more than 2 trillion cells A baby's got a metabolism, but it's not strong just yet A baby also grows and it has development A baby is a product of reproduction, see So in the future this will become its ability Life needs to regulate itself to function properly In this life arena, they've got just what it needs It takes the mother's nutrients to process energy The signs of life are clear with any human being So why is this not murder, can't you see the suffering? Notice the depravity, do you see rights and

I thought if I could hold him tight And never let him out of sight He'd never have to go But everyone has time to be A time to stay and a time to leave And it's his time to go I don't want to let go of his hand around my finger I want to look into his eyes and let my sorrow linger He's such a little thing A tear escaping from my eye I'm searching for the lullaby I always dreamed I'd sing Instead... Rock-goodbye baby to heavens door Rock-goodbye baby to God's open arms I wish I could have held you more Shielded you from harm Rock-goodbye eyes that never saw light Rock-goodbye a thousand goodmornings and nights Rock-goodbye the Spring flower, rock-goodbye Autumn leaf Rock-goodbye tears yet shed, rock-goodbye every grief Rock-goodbye Christmas smells of mint, smells of pine  Rock-goodbye kisses, rock-goodbye time Rock-goodbye snow days you and I will not have Rock-goodbye I love you 's I'l

My Daddy will protect me from the evil every day He promises to love me and to keep heartbreaks away He teaches me, he leads me, when I lose my way he finds me He takes my hand and guides me In my heart, he’ll always stay He’ll take me down the aisle with a step so big and strong To give me to another of whom I will belong To be led by him and hugged by him To be loved by him and held by him One last kiss and then… I’m gone Gone when the wedding ring slips into view Gone when vows are made to love always and true Gone with sad smiling and bittersweet tears He’s raised me for this day, but he’s forgotten to prepare My Dad will always love me as he’s been known to do And when the years pass by, a grandpa he will be And older, older, on he lives, and he’s still loving me And soon… Gone when age comes forth in truth Gone with sad smiling and our bittersweet tears Gone with the breeze of many long years He raised me for this day, but I’d

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Unsettling Like an uneven scale Dysfunctional family Or government Unsettling the way we watch people suffer, thinking it'll never happen to us. Unsettling the way we watch people attack their bodies with drugs, knives, words. Unsettling the way we open our palms to the world as if to say "use me" We close our eyes to reality as if to say "deceive me" We turn our backs to humanity as if to say "behind me" We take needles to our bodies and say "leave me" We slaughter our babies because we want it easy We say no child should have to live a life of poverty, But each child deserves a life, so why are we killing? We lay our tears upon each other with fake pity We go in search of a future outside of reality This is unsettling, the depravity Of the world Where are the people of the scripture? It's unsettling how complacent we've become. Slowly, the world is attacking our conscience. And we stand by Watching Thi

Let me rock you, let me sing Let my voice within you bring A kind of sleep that I once knew Before I ever sang to you. Before the nighttime constant cries. Before Mom's breathless lullabies To try and soothe your fitful ways On through the night and every day I pray God's always there to guide Tour journeys from a babe to bride And let him always lead you on Even when I've died and gone You'll have children like I've had you You'll have good days, bad ones too But I pray you'll remember the sacrifice I made by praying every night I pray God gives you dancing feet And many years, both hard and sweet This is my Mother's prayer to keep Now off to bed, let Mommy sleep.

I can hear the fleas sneezing,  the bees buzzing,  the ants fussing. These I am hearing, sans seeing. I can hear the wind whistle, cold bristle, babies sniffle. I can hear the rain drizzle, sans seeing. I can hear the stars flash, storm crash, minds dash. I can hear the words slash, sans seeing. I can hear the frown, and children turning upside down. The rustling of a ballroom gown. My vision is with sound, sans seeing. I don't need to see to smile, or to truly see once in a while. When my ears can paint the profile of the world around,  sans seeing. My world is a sound of the world all around, and my colors abound, sans seeing.

Here a battlefield once stood When a raging war was once at hand Where many men had suffered wounds And many took their final stand Amidst the cannon’s smokey boom Amidst the men who, falling Saw sights of heaven burst in bloom And heard their Savior calling Amidst the flags which bore their cause And bursting battle cries An army fell into death’s jaws To meet a dark demise Here war’s shadow one time loomed Before anger knew of its great cost But now, a grassy meadow’s bloomed Where all these men were lost A flowery graveyard where guns once blew Fresh grass where knives dug friend to friend Death’s meadow then now anew To prove in rising up again

If one could be a shooting star And fly throughout the night And travel very much afar Then I, myself, just might Because how great a pleasure For kids to wish upon The very passing shooting star That I am riding on And I could count those very stars That danced and spun and twirled If I could be a shooting star Right now I’m just a girl

Mama says he's gone for good, but heroes cannot die. I never heard him say goodbye-- No, Daddy isn't gone at all, just absent for a time. Only searching in the dark for a light he cannot see. While he fights a hero's war, he's looking 'round for me. The monsters in my closet have been distant since his leave. There hasn't been much either of the ghosts who haunt my dreams. The boogyman's been quiet, and the nightmares faded too. I know my Daddy's watching me, since that's what heroes do. In my heart and memory, on a mission somewhere far. Daddy isn't gone, he's just where the heroes are.