Day #33- 2 Days to spare

On August 29, 2018 By jareddiehl88In 60 Days of Poetry, Culture, DAILY LIFELeave a comment

Upon returning
Fresh vision for what?
Last night in the heap of it,
Waiting for words,
And wanting to write it,
Showerless, and a little powerless too,
A full house of love,
Found out above was not the only way
If God is high,
So is Christ,
All I got now is 2 days,
And mind change,
That is what is needed.
You are the one here,
In a less specific place.
In a more broader place.
The margin is a call,
Lesser before your fall.
I am downward now,
Down to the floor,
Upon returning,
I start this again,
I finish with some breath,
And ask for more than 2 days.

Days- 25 #..Numbers

On August 17, 2018August 18, 2018 By jareddiehl88In 60 Days of Poetry, California, Culture, CULTUREPOP, DAILY LIFE, MIND AND BRAIN, TODAYLeave a comment

Present tense,

Grinding against the self,

Putting your old fear on the shelf.

If this is noise, what kind would it be?

Struggling to come up with the words,

Yet you form them for me?

I can sit back but not relax,

You are the One that created

The Syntax.

Can I form words,

Or numbers?

Yet counting you call

Is your plan, was, will be,

Books opened,

Open,

Will open.

Numbers and transgressions.

We are the ones you count,

And track and gather around you.

60 Days:Windy

On October 21, 2017 By jareddiehl88In 60 Days of Poetry, Able Source Adventures, ADDICTION, California, CHRSTIAN LIVING, CHURCH, Culture, DAILY LIFE, Football, Girls, HighSchool, Hollywood, Hunger and thirst, ihop, MIND AND BRAINLeave a comment

City to me,

Come forward with me.

Standing for you,

Sitting feels to new.

I texted, I messaged, I said I would

Never live like this again.

Friday in L.A.

That hasn’t been the way.

Hotels for you,

Hotels with you.

Living out of the end of the

New.

I am ready for city.

Ready for windy.

Cause safety,

You remember

Safety? We ditched

That a long time ago.

Caught up in the net.

Feeling the regret.

All the miles on the ten

for you.

All the miles back and forth

With the wishing and the

Wishing.

Sat with the upstate,

Sat with the hesitate.

Can’t see you happy.

Can’t see you new.

Can’t keep playing these videos

Like they were the only creative

I ever knew.

Its beats, baby.

And the windy city

That has me.

I came out here to hide.

I came in here to burn for

You.

Now you want a spin,

Now you want to spiral again.

Take me with you,

Cause at least that’s

Better than the upstate,

60 Days.. 8.22- The Town

On September 14, 2017 By jareddiehl88In 60 Days of Poetry, Able Source Adventures, ADDICTION, Community, Culture, CULTUREPOP, DAILY LIFE, MIND AND BRAINLeave a comment

8.22: Town

Had this town in the rear view,

Now we know we gotta go.

Drove slow was my criticism,

Is this really cynicism or not?

Cause when we get the sun

We get the Son.

I wanted,

I wandered.

I felt the thunder in the

Dry sky,

Who would want to lie?

The more I travel this state,

The more I cannot erase,

Denver will always be clever.

It will always call me back in.

Remind me of the days when..

I am down below the memories.

I am up above them too.

I had a long list of regrets,

A longer list of pain to get

To.

But it was found,

In the town.

Am I a lucky one.

Can I see what I got?

Can I settle for better,

Or can I stay this weather?

Stick around,

Find the town.

Seek what you can

Try to live in the found.

60 Days: Friday Night

On August 26, 2017 By jareddiehl88In 60 Days of Poetry, ADDICTION, California, CHRSTIAN LIVING, CHURCH, Community, Culture, CULTUREPOP, DAILY LIFE, MIND AND BRAINLeave a comment

Friday night

Getting things right,

Writing is the way of life,

Pen in the end,

Is gonna get the win,

Tongue ready with the white

Rider,

Aren’t you the justice I seek?

Aren’t you the painful one

In the meek?

I can’t help myself anymore,

I got to get back to wanting

More,

I thought I could carry myself down

This path,

Down 60 days of thunder,

Down the days where I

Used to wonder.

She still is there,

And so is he.

Standing in the middle,

Asking for friendship

With me.

The future seems to

Still be a choice,

Dad is restless and

I can’t hear his voice.

What kind of medicine will

It take to get grandma out

Of the grave?

Or make that white winter of

Comfort ever start to change?

These lines have been drawn,

And I can feel the yawn,

Its 3am and I am ready

For the dawn.

I am not friendly anymore,

Cause all I ever gave to you

Has been wasted.

I thought I was gifted enough

To get the climb back here in,

But instead I’ve been left with

Colorless paintings,

And all the times I wish I could

Have been better.

I got more to store,

And more to live by,

I got to many things to

Skip, to tell you of these

Bad hips.

I need a new walk with Ya,

So tell me if that can happen

Soon, or by noon, or by the

Next Friday night.

In The Timing( 60 Days of Poetry)

On August 22, 2017 By jareddiehl88In 60 Days of Poetry, Able Source Adventures, ADDICTION, California, CHRSTIAN LIVING, CHURCH, Culture, CULTUREPOP, DAILY LIFE, DEPRESSION, Discussions, Eternity, MIND AND BRAINLeave a comment

In the Timing

Sunset was getting close,

You were waiting for this call,

I was waiting for the fall,

I can’t keep these secrets

So secret anymore.

You gave me this work,

You paid for the flights,

You gave me the lights,

They got some vibrant

On me,

They keep asking for me

To capture it,

Can we float like this?

Can we keep this high?

Cause I am not coming down.

I was looking back,

I was telling you about it all,

I am sick of carrying this burden

I am sick of lying to all my friends.

So I am saying so for the last time,

I am getting furry over the sorry,

These lies are killing all of us!

I am screwed all of this up,

Taken all these miles You have

Provided,

I should have said no to them,

All way to long ago,

You are my friend, this place

Has all my friends,

This is where it begins,

This is where the purity will

start,

The past is past us,

El Paso is home for now,

But that to will come to an end.

Spin

On August 15, 2017August 22, 2017 By jareddiehl88In 60 Days of Poetry, ADDICTION, Blogroll, Book Reviews, California, CHRSTIAN LIVING, Culture, CULTUREPOP, DAILY LIFE, DEPRESSION, Discussions, MIND AND BRAIN, travels, Ventura Boulevard, VIDEOS, YOUNG ADULTSLeave a comment

My life be spinning in circles.

Risk is the theme and so is follow through.

Diplomacy is the skill but so is power

Love is the game but so is lust.

Rust is the result, but so is fat

And sorrow, and sad, and endless

Mad!

The sight of these eyes is not satisfied,

It is filled with lie!

So color me new,

Who am I trying to fool?

I am lost in the lust it takes

To call you mine–

One whisper of your name,

Drives me insane!

THE RUCKUS JOURNAL

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