Blog Archives - silent screams and other musings

there's so much left to say.

5/30/2015

there is still so much left to say,
to do,
to be.
but the hours,
days,
years,
slip away much to quickly,
as they are want to do,
as they have to do,
there is nothing else that they can do,
except to be what they are,
just another measure of who we are,
and what we need to be.

yet there is so much left to say,
to do,
to be,
to understand.
I am still looking forward to having the best years of my life.
I never would have believed,
as a young man,
that my life would have taken some of the turns that it has,
but here I am,
doing what I am doing,
saying what I am saying,
and wishing that it were different.

yet there is still so much left to say,
and never enough time to say it all.

to the muse.

5/30/2015

Dear Muse,

Please be patient with me, I am writing as fast as I can, but there are times when I just have a very hard time trying to keep up with all of the things that you are trying to tell me, and therefore, there are some things that are simply slipping back into the ether.

Please forgive me. so it goes. press on regardless.

yours,

lee

fear.

5/30/2015

fear,
fear can drive is to greatness,
or it can drive us mad,
where are we now?

trying to get everything done at once.

5/29/2015

there have been times,
when I have tried to get everything done at once,
and it does work that way.
if anything,
the more that I try to do,
the less that I end up getting done,
and that is not a good thing.

one more time.

5/29/2015

I will try and get this writing thing done,
one more time,
one last chance at something new,
something brilliant,
something so simple that it is genius.
something that will get my name up in lights.
and finally get me noticed.

some days ...

5/29/2015

some days it happens, and some days it doesn't. I think that this is just one of those days where it is just not going to happen, and I hate when it works out this way.

what else can I do, but deal with the cards that I have been dealt this morning. it is all good.

so it goes. press on regardless.

yours,

lee

technology.

5/29/2015

technology is great,
when we can get it to do,
what it was designed to do.
even then,
we have to remember,
that it is nothing more then a tool,
and is only as good,
as the person using it.

working.

5/29/2015

sometimes,
working,
no matter what it is that we do,
often takes us away
from the things that really
matter the most.

time and time again.

5/28/2015

time and time again,
it is always seems to be the same thing forever.
the birth of a dream,
an idea.
the search for wisdom.
wishing for a better life.
working for things that will not come true.
after all is aid and done,
or dreams are the only things that make life living,
in the times that seems to be the darkest.
what else is there,
except to pray about the whole thing.

through my open window.

5/28/2015

through my open window,
I can hear the sounds of distant traffic,
a commuter train,
voices from the next yard.
there is sounds of an argument brewing.
I find myself wishing that I was going somewhere,
other then being where I am.
the only thing left to do,
is to dream.

sleep.

5/28/2015

sleep?
who needs sleep when there is work to be done.
but I think that sleeping once in awhile,
just might be a good idea.

it gets hard sometimes.

5/28/2015

it gets hard sometimes,
to know what to do,
to know what to say,
and when to do it,
and when to say it.
but in the end,
it is always the finest of lines,
and sometimes we can trip on it.

how much ...

5/28/2015

where do ideas come from?

5/28/2015

where do ideas come from,
and where do they go,
once we loose them?
just a thought,
that I had better nail down,
before I loose this one as well.

the jazz. the words, and the night.

5/27/2015

a never ending stream of coffe,
cigarettes,
and words,
that pile up,
one upon another,
until I am left,
trying to sort them all out.

grinding out the words.

5/27/2015

grinding out the word,
the way,
the life,
one day at a time,
one hour at a time,
not knowing where all of this will be taking me.

the question still remains ...

5/27/2015

the question still remains,
where does creativity come from,
and why do some people seem to have more then others,
and others are better at then some seem to be.
not something that I am loosing sleep over,
but something to just put out there.

hot coffee. cool jazz, and the night.

5/27/2015

why can't it always be this way,
that I have written some of my best things at three o'clock in the morning.
along with the
hot coffee,
cool jazz,
and the night.
dreaming of love,
and another time.
in the end,
it will all be the same to me.

wishful thinking.

5/27/2015

whether we want to admit to it or not,
there has been times,
when we have filled our time,
with nothing but wishful thinking.
fooling ourselves into believing,
that it will all come true.
unto then,
it is off to face the real world.

time.

5/27/2015

when I was young,
it seemed that all that I had was time.
days.
weeks,
years,
a lifetime,
filled with nothing but time.

but now,
now that I am older,
one thing is for sure.
that I can always make more money,
but I cannot make more time,
and nothing is worse,
then time that has been wasted.

waiting.

5/27/2015

waiting.
waiting for the words to come,
waiting for love to arrive.
knowing that it is all out there somewhere,.
but the question remains,
will I know it when I see.

looking for something to say.

5/26/2015

sometimes we speak,
just for something to say.
to break the silence.
to move from one topic to another,
without much thought of what is really being said,
or where it is that we are going.
just throwing out words,
just to keep it all going,
in the hope that something worthwhile is being said.

getting t started.

5/26/2015

finding our passion,
our reason for being,
and getting it started,
that is the easy part.
keeping it all going,
that can be the hard part.

memorial day.

5/26/2015

this weekend,
while you are enjoying your barbeques,
and all of the sales at the local mall,
I pray that you take the time to remember those,
in service to there country,
gave there last full measure of devation.

what I have been given.

5/26/2015

the best that I can do,
is to work with the skills that I have been given,
the rest is in God's hands