Archive for July, 2006

Where Would Life Be Withour Me?

I am seen but never heard.  I come within the
night silent as the wind.  I am but an image
that tells the truth, yet no one listens nor
sometimes understands me.  No one knows my
presents but I do exist.  I know what lies in
people’s minds and yet I never die.  I will
always exist no matter what situation. I am
no matter who or where they are.  I am in the
good and in the bad.  I am in the young
and I am in the old.  Time is not a factor
with me because I am invisible.  I will always
be here when people die. I am hope but mostly
I am the true reason why life and everything
exists.  Everything evolves around me but I
am not a common thing people compare me to.
They take my ingenious ideas and use them as
their own, yet they never thank me for the
gift or insight I give them.  I my opinion
everyone is but a selfish person and should
give credit where credit is due…and that’s
me!!  I am greater than Einstein, Plato and
all those other philosophical people that
that had lived throughout the centuries.  I
was here way before time even started.  I have
been studied yet I always confuse the scientists
who use people as guinea pigs, and I laugh in
their face.  Can’t they understand there is
only a certain limit to where I let people
know who I really am?  All those expensive
machinery won’t make a difference because I
always know how to get by them. I invented all
those hi-tech machines people are always thankful
for.  The only thing people are useful for is
to do what I tell them to do and if they do
not,no one on this planet will servive.  I will
always have some way to exist with or without
human kind.  All your petty ideas and inventions
are no use in my world.  I make things better
and more complex, so no one person can exceed
in the things they do.  In the end, everyone
will fail!!  I will triumph over all and out
do everything and anything that may exist
within society. I tell people when the limit
is and they always listen.  The way they were
raised already sets their limits for the
future.  I set everything for each and everyone
person and only an elite few can ever break
free from my power, but I still have the
control.

By Peter Nurman

Canvas

Frustration because words
don’t cooperate with my thoughts.
Can you try to understand?
Impatience for perfection
that’s impossible, unreal.
Can you reach out to my hand
and keep from slowly burning
a hole to my heart?
I’m sick of holding hands,
but afraid of letting go.
Will you listen?
Do you know?
Time consumed, although
time is fake.
It flies, as we try
to keep up the pace.
Watch me as I climb this ladder
and make sure I don’t fall off.
Brush is poised over black and white,
ready for a splash of color.
Flip the switch, dark to light,
slowly change me to another.
Sometimes I feel empty,
as the world is passing by.
There’s a need to look closely,
and afterwards ask why.
Unique colors fill the hole
A Completed picture is down the road.
I look at the canvas and I smile.

by Caitrin, written summer ‘96