15 Tuesday Oct 2019
All the knowledge that you now have…
Remember when you knew it all?
And you were right.
Then someone came.
Enlightened you to groundbreaking new
Knowledge that you, now, judge others
For not having.
As if your whole life, you had known it
As if it is a gift from birth.
11 Friday Oct 2019
Tags
art, biking, Dance, funny, humor, music, new York city, NYC, song, traffic, train, traveling, urban
If you live in New York City, then you know how atrocious the MTA (NYC train system) can be. The train traffic also always seems to be worst when you are late or in a rush to getting to your destination. Most people complain, others just leave home extra early (although that rarely works), and at the most extreme, some people decide to invest in a car (but they still have to deal with traffic and finding parking).
Well, instead of turning to all of these alternatives, Charlie had a better idea. Charlie decided to get a bike! So, you might catch him pedaling through your neighborhood. Everyone is jealous of Charlie, and this video is Charlie’s story. Happy watching and listening!
08 Tuesday Oct 2019
Tags
addictions, artist, creativewriter, modern, modernage, Passion, phone, poem, poetry, technology, writer, writing
How can they dream?
Broken necks
While nothing’s in this world
But that screen.
That seem
To never stop glowing,
Radiating light,
Attracting sight
Pick up a damn book! But
SO MUCH
Can fit under that screen.
Enough to reconsider your sleep,
Drive you around that leap
Enough to make you a sheep.
Following a device around
In their hands but they could never catch it
Intelligence ready but will they ever hatch it?
So tell me,
How can these people dream
When heaven glows
Right in their palm?
06 Sunday Oct 2019
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birds, creativewriting, life, nature, Peaceful, poem, poetry, spies, stories, towns, trees, wind
This town is more beautiful under a tree.
Sitting at the feet of an oak,
Birds higher; they spoke
Of the land, the sand, the views over seas
This town is quiet; automobiles are angry.
Stories of private life publicly seen
Through windows of closed rooms.
The wind could never be silent.
So it always tells the pavement and oaks.
We all need to vent.
A quiet, beautiful town, ugliness is in her heart.
01 Tuesday Oct 2019
Tags
art, creativewriting, dear, destination, destiny, history, journey, letter, penpal, poem, poetry, writing
Dear poetry,
I never got the girl.
Well, I never got the girlS. None of them.
I’m sorry that upon our first interaction
I used you as my thirst’s satisfaction.
All along, you had other plans for me
Plans to lift me higher and drag me
Out of my own tunnel. Oh, you’re so reckless!
The trips you send my heart on
The ones that confuse my soul, and my brain
Finally knows to quiet and listen.
I guess that is why you and I are a perfect match:
Doing reckless deeds to one another.
Thank you for making me more than an author;
Because of you, I am none other
Than a sir.
Cheers,
Charles Joseph
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