2011 - Day 119

Across three spans and back again,
The rooster walk amok,
The polygon hemisphere crosses the plane
The surface descends with without luck.
Two barrels of stout
Twelve figures of gold
Five fighters stand still at the door,
The light flickers black
There's a smash and a crack
La orange creamsicle melts on the floor.
The dust gets rowdy
The sky gets cloudy
A whistling heard from afar,
They face each other
Both men undercover
And at three they are both seeing stars.
And end to the end
To beyond they are sent
A foolish mixing of words,
Could have stopped and felt better
Their blood would be wetter
I guess it's a lesson learned.

2011 - Day 118

The way they sayin it
Such a mess they sprayin it,
When the lightening rolls upon the meadow.
Fast mass where we're hearin it
The past they be fearin it
An off white pearl determines the glow.
Velvet robes and crystal balls
A bucket of the unknown
Saves space
Drinks paste
And round and round she goes.

2011 - Day 117

A slimy pterodactyl
Swims across the sky,
A putrid tiny octopus
Climbs into my eye.
A dumpster filled with broccoli
Rolling down the street,
An over-sized esophagus
Coughs up curdled meat.
Three bullets fly up overhead
Each made of milk and glue,
When they reach their target spot
They'll head back to their crew.
I listen but I don't respond
That's because you're stupid,
You say things that don't make much sense
Like you strangled cupid.
I want to turn and walk away
Your words they do not matter,
But, intrigued, I must admit
Reality does shatter.

2011 - Day 116

I see the paths as they flow by
When all of time stands still,
The colors differ, patterns too
In my mind they're real.
I try to touch them as they pass
But to no avail,
I try to stop them with my mind
But, again I fail.
Well they must be
A mystery
The ghosts of long ago,
Destined to walk
But never talk
To where God only knows.
I sit down upon a stump
And pout about the paths,
But then they turn and point to me
I fear their ghostly wraith.
I jump up
And run away
Escaping their colorful glow,
I hide in a shadow
No colors shall come
Till shadows monster swallows me whole.

2011 - Day 115

The lions of the oceans
The finned kings of the sea,
Sharks will chomp down anything
That get in their way.
They start in Southern Cali
Then swim up Northern bound
And then it doesn't matter
No matter what
They're gonna pound.
I can't wait till next round
The playoffs are the best
By the end
When all the smoke has cleared
The championship's coming West

2011 - Day 114

Fatigue crept up as I drove back
A sign of much success,
I listened to The Giants play
The Braves complete the sweep.
The City there
It says goodbye
Until another day,
Goodbye for now
And time to sleep
Until the morning rays.

2011 - Day 113

On the streets of Chinatown
Running down the road,
A flashback of a ninja dwarf
My knee smashed up a la mode.
Limp my way on down the hills
The norm in San Francisco,
Make it to my car and drive
And rest before the disco.
I sit here and watch the Sharks
We try to take the series
If they blow it on home ice
I'll feel really dreary.
Great to see all my home friends
It's been quite a while,
Looking forward to the night
When we go rock with style.

2011 - Day 112

The Golden Polished City,
The Champions await,
The watering holes are gritty
But the girls inside are pretty,
I most likely will be out late.
The Bum is on the mound,
With some more in the streets,
To bury the Braves in the ground
He'll hear the deafening sound,
Will hopefully not be beat.

2011 - Day 111

A sudden impulse
To dive into my computer screen
Google's googley eyes await.
I leap,
My vision digitizes
My movements are plotted coordinates.
I stumble along
Surfing the digital wave
Carefree and insane
Overload through my cerebral cortex
If I have such a thing.
A friend request,
The latest trend,
A sports news break,
More useless/full articles
About anything under the sun.
Too much for me,
I try to get back,
But once your in
You hooked,
And that is that
You might as well
GoDaddy for a domain
Your new home and shelter,
Rent is cheaper IN the Web..

2011 - Day 110

Sitting underneath a tree
Chewing on an apple,
Watching as the bees work hard
Making honey flavored Snapple.
The butterfly's play tag around
The brown bear's lazy head
But when he gets annoyed enough
He paints those insects red.
The rabbits and the tortoises
Play Ouija by the pond,
They want to conjure up a ghoul
To tell fables from beyond.
The sun is angry
And beams down rays
He wants to be their teachers,
But his Jedi mind tricks
Do not work
So slow death to the creatures.
Sitting underneath a tree
Whistling a tune,
Watching natures anarchy
While waiting for the Moon.

2011 - Day 109

Eyes adjusting as you run
Down the narrow hallway,
This dimly lighted corridor
A vision of your birth place.
Doors with eyes do follow you
Running lightening quick,
Escape or be forgotten
A dusty yellowed book.
The elevator broken
On the stairs lay shattered glass,
An open door does beckon you
A flashback of your past.
Hesitant you slowly step
Towards this haunting room,
Once inside you realize
Your life's impending doom.
The door slams shut
The window breaks
The wind whips round and round,
You look below
You're so high up
There's only one way down,
You close your eyes
You count to three
You take the final step,
And as you fall
You think of all
The people that you've met.
One final thought
You reminisce
At all that could have been,
You say a prayer
And open your eyes
To find yourself in bed.

2011 - Day 108

Stand,
Stand around the primordial fire.
Witness the birth,
The birth of good and evil.
Follow their footsteps so you may behold
The paths these mirrored twins have chosen.
But,
Knowing their paths
Ensures nothing of our own.
We take it upon ourselves,
In our minds,
In our thoughts,
That our own path might be better,
Brighter,
More REAL.
And as these Ying Yang paths
Run parallel,
We hop from one to another
Until they are ONE
And our own,
A unique mix,
Yours to treasure.
Treasure, until
Two roads diverge in a yellow wood.
Then,
Ask yourself,
Which path will YOU take?

2011 - Day 107

The sound of silence
The waves roll in
The sun beams down
Repeats again.
Feel vibrations
Jump through my hands
The rumbling earth
It shatters the sand.
The fog rolls quickly
They all point and stare
A large liquid wall
Can be seen over there.
It's shadow is massive
It blocks out the sun
By now it's too late
There's nowhere to run.
Instead-
I sit on my towel with my glasses still on
A beer in my hand and I think of a song
I hum to myself while I wait for the end
I won't cross the street until you hold my hand.

2011 - Day 106

What a beautiful day
An electric blue sky
Unfortunate for me
I crept around inside.
About 90% better
Almost ready to rock,
Ill take one last night
So no aftershock.
Hope the next day is better
I'll spend it outside
Go hit some golf balls
And run by the tide.
For now watch the Sharks
Blow home court advantage
And lose my parlay
Thanks to Nowitzki.
Onto the next one
Ready to go
The millions stars
Our galaxy flows.

2011 - Day 105

Stick to your guns
Look to the light
Pump your breaks on the hill
With all your might.
It's amazing how one thing
That's happened to you
Can then cause chain reaction
A bolt of lightening
Struck true.
Stuck hard
In my mind,
A sweet mental candy,
An overflowing glass
This luscious mind brandy.
As much as it makes
My entire life flip
I like the idea
I just can't help it.

2011 - Day 104

Sick to my bones
Recovering slow
The season of pollen
My allergies flow.
While I wait to feel better
My body does cringe
No exercise nor change
Need a wake up pinch.
Trapped in some Tupperware
Preserving unknown
Release the freshness
Let me battle alone.
Heavily trafficked highway
Thoughts race all around
Collisions are common
They explode without sound.
A vacuum my mind
Do release the pressure
Ready to run
Find the buried treasure.

2011 - Day 103

I am the Victor of the league
The winner by a hair,
Beating Victor in the end
He gave me quite a scare,
My arch-nemesis in the game
He's always close at hand,
This time though I prevailed
The crowd wild in the stands.
The reigning champ for one full year
The bragging rights I get,
The Sleague is mine
Well half of it
Sleague Football not quite yet.
Next season though
The time has come
To cement our legacies,
Our two part-Sleague
Only the best
To join in history.
I cannot wait until the day
We all look eye to eye,
Together under one dark roof
And yell our battle cries.
Upcoming next our trip to SLO
To speak of guts and glory,
Only the best will stay to tell
The heroes road to glory.

2011 - Day 102

All I can think about in my head
Is the next chance I have to get out,
To rock with my friends
Till the sweet bitter end
A sad note on the exit route.
And then again
I plan for more fun
It's what keeps me motivated,
To be sterile is safe
And although it's wise
I'd rather my past recreated.
Means me naive and wide eyed
Ready to explore the world,
Though I've learned a lot
In my time on the Earth
It's best if I keep my life swirled.
Mix in surprise
With joy and fun
And stir it all up in a bowl,
Achoo! sneeze in oops
And cough in some uh-ohs
Now this is a life that is whole.
Without risk you;re safe
But you also don't learn
The difference between right and wrong,
So go take a chance
If you come back alive
I promise you'll hear The Sweet Song-
And you will smile
And be thankful
That you know
What you had only heard about before.

2011 - Day 101

My city's split by One Oh One
I miss that place a lot,
Mostly the people that dwell there
Old town that's not forgot.
Eighteen year mark ended high school life
Onto the next plateau,
Distance between we grew apart
But we'd visit to and fro.
Now settling into our early lives
All across the coast,
Yet my bros are my bros
So you better damn know
That we'll always meet up for a toast-
We drink and we laugh and we yell and we dance
The past shines a light on the future,
I'll never forget the good times we've had
And I look forward to
What lies around
The corner.

2011 - Day 100

One hundred golden eagles
One hundred withering snakes,
One hundred fires a blazing
One hundred of man's mistakes.
One hundred years of solitude
One hundred days of glory,
One hundred times you've told me before,
One hundred infamous stories.
One hundred people watching
One hundred lights in the sky,
One hundred voices screaming in chorus
As the lights move stealthily by.
One hundred of this
One hundred of that
One hundred of what's in between,
One hundred I CAN'T
But a billion WE CAN,
 And the world will keep moving.

2011 - Day 99

Finally refreshed from the journey,
Did test my physical strength
Enjoy the beautiful weather,
Study the horizon at length.
The simpleness that I have missed,
The trees the birds the flowers
Even my command station,
Back to my regular hours.
Routine is good and needed much,
To keep one's life on a track
Though now and again one must taste the chaos,
Fly off the path and then back.

2011 - Day 98

I ache at what is left behind,
Knowing that when I return again
The slate wiped clean forever.
Seen as both bad and good,
This time though
Relish the memories
And anticipate the change.
Sleep to catch up to time,
As time rarely visits
The Flashing Desert.
Normality
And familiarity
Return to the other life-
While met with warmth,
Sift through the lessons
And bring them back to reality.

2011 - Day 97

I flee the tormentous beast
Struggle to release from It's grasp
Holding my Spirit and will with ease.
Long day,
Inching along as It continues to laugh,
Another victim of unceasing weight
Pressed upon the shoulders of the common.
However,
I strike a final blow
Before subduing to the madness-
Transcendence,
My entire world flipped
With new perspective
And Respect,
Observing life with new regard.
I live now,
Listening to the words you say
Won't fall into the trap
Never take those sounds for granted.
Thank you.

2011 - Day 96

Continue the magic,
Let it ride,
Another day of business and fun,
Two ideas balanced for health.
Pure again,
But the atmosphere is changed-
Lavo fits better.
Ride the coaster
Again and again,
Hope the LV minute
Stands still forever.
Voodoo to finish,
But not for me,
Speed up but slow down,
Discover yourself
The ways of others
Motivates stronger than ever before.

2011 - Day 95

Something magical has happened within,
To be described is like
Opening your eyes for the first time.
Begins early,
Seminar after seminar pouring into my mind,
While my time itself creeps nearer.
I am confident,
Though as the big hand moves,
Cocoons burst open in my stomach.
In the end I make it through,
And the energy is barely contained.
Another mixer,
Pictures taken with my favorite authors
And I win a book myself.
Pure is the plan next-
The magical bean is planted,
The rest of the night
Stained on my mind,
And I hope it to stay that way.

2011 - Day 94

Pull the door
Off its hinges,
Make sure you know
If it was ever wanted at all.
Blurry by default
Can I hide my fear,
The 3 more nights
Of unruly rites,
Demonstrative obstruction
While I join the masses
Network and mix at Neptune,
Familiar faces approach.
We catch up and my network expands,
Full force to my Conference nickname-
Mr. Cal Poly.

2011 - Day 93

My question to myself,
How do you get
From here to here?
Maybe another question
Where am I now?
Room is familiar enough,
Clothes litter the ground
Appear to be mine,
The picture on the mirror
Looks like me too.
Reflect like the picture-
Morning stretch rise and shine
Bellagio awaits us
For food and drinks,
Both buffet status.
Gets interesting when sparkling OJ
Never runs out.
And then the pool,
Waterfalls and sun,
And the girls with an agenda.
Zumanity comes and goes with a flash,
More of the same
Only halfway there.

2011 - Day 92

Final class pre-conference
Bring the knowledge back with me,
Zip to the Four Final teams
Ceaser's mega screens.
A couple good games
Now to play more of a different type
Friends I recognize
Others to become friends.
A happy birthday indeed
In a large house with one tenant,
The cost less than I pay
For rent.
Tomorrow is the only day
Set for me
In it's entirety.

2011 - Day 91

True to his word
He brings fun to me
Riding the black horse
Of imminent stability.
Cowboys in motion,
Girls not yet known to my heart
Around in laughter but serious
A plane of cunning wit.
I try,
Accepted by the masses
They watch inquisitively
Urban white in modern South.
Snatch my purse
Full of paper jewels,
Make it hard
The Grand dance awaits me.

2011 - Day 90

As I thought
The dAYS go by slower
And slower
Until I am stuck
In an LV minute,
The Eagles have no idea.
Day two and it's as though
Years have gone by,
I meet her and them
Flows like water
Because it is.
Tables have been kind,
Though fear creeps around,
The walls are haunted
My dreams of 1408.
Continue the march
Through March,
The fool meets us tommrrow
And who knows
What the Joker will bring.

2011 - Day 89

Life in the big sand dune
Traveling down the path,
Learning the ways of the inhabitants
Never will I Learn.
I strive in my workshop
Lecture me about why I'm here,
Teach me
That I I don't know
That I need to benchmark
Benchmark,
Benchmark,
Impending doom ahead.
No fear,
On 24 I can feel the breeze
And it will be.