Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Image poem

He reaches out to the world
with no certain of comformation.

The man in yellow radiating his appearence of softness to interested minds.
Offering only his image to everyone who believes in his way of life.

This man who has unending amounts of confidence
believing 100 percent in what he has is the best
some cant see it,

The blackness of his being seeps in
stinging like a bee over time.
Libya rebels man a check point next to graffiti depicting ousted Moammar Gadhafi with "I Am Here" written in Arabic seen on a wall inTripoli, Libya, Monday, Sept. 5, 2011. Negotiations over the surren

This photo reminds me of some intricate story of an army man or it could go into the lives of the libyan soldiers. I like this photo because none of the soldiers faces are showing except gadafi's. I feel like making a story of a life over in libya could tell alot of poeple aroung the world what it's like over there during a fight against gadafi and being free.

Monday, September 12, 2011

music et al

musiec et al.

Turn memory
Into emotion
Music is means of expression
But it must be on your own terms
Natural expression is 
Portrayed to people
Make them feel
Something real

Be honest
Curiosity
To be in the moment
Hunger
To be part of the energy

Being human is music
Creating something only for a moment
As music

There is no such thing as the best;
Just being alive

Sunday, September 11, 2011

slam poetry

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=znIXyFh6dsI

The poem is called rock on(the first one). I like this poem because it takes music or a favorite song and explains every feeling in detail. When i first heard it it made me want to rock on with it like it was a song. He goes into so much detail that makes you want to listen to your song and rock out. i also think that the way he performs it brings you up and down at the right times.