Monday, August 31, 2009

some working magic

I got some working magic in my finger tips. I get headachs some time. So when I can't read I I need to write.


theres power in words
I to want to apart of
the forces that channel that
power in to earth shaking....ability of writing.

Sunday, August 30, 2009

Def Jam Poetry - Daniel Beaty "Knock Knock"

There is just power, memory and pure channeled emotion in this poem. Just watching challenges me to perfect my own writing art.

The ring

I got a new york yankees ring...where it ever sunday.....


I'm thinking about sailing....going to church.

Saturday, August 29, 2009

thought for the day

I'm going write everyday for myself and others to read
that being the case I know have blog more
and finish the stories I have on page and in my head.
I'm going to try that blogging everyday or three times a week kind thing.

random day

I got up at 6:27am.
One have no real job but writing and
Two because can't stand sleeping to long in to the day anymore.

Wednesday, August 26, 2009



She's just their in my mind.
In my memories and the same
It will always be her.

Monday, August 17, 2009


Shines down on my me and I smile upward from the top of my house.
I smile anyway because it was a tough troubling day.
I smile because now night has come and seems more pleasing to enjoy.

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Sir Warren G

My name is Sir Warren G. I'll get to the rest later but right now its time for me to make a run for it.

Luke is just a few yards away now when the blast goes off.


The count down is now over when I hear the sound of the explosion go off.The self-destruction mode on my blaster just went off.

I look up in time to see Luke's atention fully enaged in the direction of the explosion I move into a dead run in the direction I can remember the exit being that leads toward my home turf and where I left my car.

I still have one problem though.I can still hear Luke coming after me though.

He's firing wild shots in my general direction. They where getting close but the fog was making it hard on his aim.

"Come back here you dirty G and face me like a man. Ahhhhhhhh!"

I dock my head and bearly dodge a blaster blast.O.K. I think to myself. What is he the screaming about? I don't even know where his head is anymore. But, then again I don't care anymore.

I'm out of here. I was so glad that I left my stuff in The Challenger this morning before I took off for the meeting with Mr. Crazy Jr. I could not wait to leave this crazy place behind me. I could only hope that Miles, parked it out front like I asked. As I rounded the gate out of the graveyard I slam it close behind me and avoid another blast directed at me that the gate takes.

"Booooooom!"I put on the speed then when hear the broken and destroyed gate kicked to the ground and the sound of the same running feet after me. It still don't matter because my car is safe and sound parked on the street outside of the G mansion that was on fire. It was only then that I noticed the smell in the air and the annoying laughter of Luke Rain following me from behind.

"Hmmmm. Look at that! dad's place is burning down."This gave me a pause. But, not in movment or sadness. What did I care! I was going to sell the place anyway.I've just been aced out of the gas money for my car on the sale of the house.The only thing left that really worries me is the safety of my butler/maid Mrs. Miles.

I hope she made a break for it. But knowing her I think otherwise with her frame of thinking she always provides a surprise.

Monday, August 3, 2009

Sir Warren G

My name is Sir Warren G and I feel like the soon to be dead fool Sir Warren G and I'm laying on a broken grave stone and my blaster is God only knows where lieing the ground somewhere a far off in the graveyard middle ground.

I count the minutes now. Until his closer arrival toward where my body lay. Why? One, I have the time, due to the fact of how far that sick fool blasted me backward in to the air. Two, I've got a plan going right now.

Lucky, for me I had forgotton how to let down my guard and I came to the meeting prepared with a blaster my blaster armor and a backup excape plan. I just didn't really think that I would need all of that I really thought it would end tonight. But instead it begins again the old man was right.

"Never leave home with out your body armor, boy. Don't want those Backstabbing Nain devils getting the drop on my boy. Then I'd have to marry a young little thing get me another boy to carry on my name. The Elders won't leave me alone otherwise."

My Good'ol cazy pain in the but Dad would say that everyday to me everyday. Even on the day I took off for a year of forced guardian trainning (that I didn't want to do). In fact it was his last words before he died a few hours a go.

Man, Luke was one crazy wait even better one crazy blaster shooting quick drawing devil. Dregg. What was wrong here?

I have known Luke Nain going on sense both of us where taught how to shot a blaster.Sense we where about four or six I think. I forget the good times when all had to worry about was how could get my big toe in my mouth and not have to worry about the feud with the clan next door.The last time I checked my last memory of how Luke Nain's thinking went on the subject of the clan wars it was the same as mine.

It was all some old school clan war/feuding nosense that don't matter now or then. I had only been away for only had a few months of trainning. I had been against it early on but later it had been great having a life outside the clan's war atmosphere even with the hard training of The Keepers and the consent lessons by the Elders. The whole short time was challenging to me and fun at the same time I felt like a kid. It had been like I was away at school. Well, short of if you forget the fact that I was being trained by anciant old warriors.

Now I'm here right back in the mess but this time I have a major role in the play. Already I've been downed in the first round.

Stranger still was Luke's upgraded ability with the quick drawing thing and hate in his eyes for him. What did I do to him to get that sneering look? I have to ponder what all this means later. But first I have got to get out of middle ground that it was no longer safe ground. It won't be long now. I've got just a few more mintes down until the explosion should go off on my blaster. It should be distraction enough for him.

To be continued..........