Time Machine

I thought of doing this poem as a blog, but truth is I don't want to sit down right now and think out a whole blog.  I just had a thought that all my life I over analyze every decision which usually makes no decision.  Hence why I have a written book and still only a 1/3 typed!  But there are two decisions where I jumped without hesitation.  One proposing to my wife, because I just knew she was the one.  And the second was believe it or not quitting college to go the Cheese.  Granted it wasn't full blown college it was just one class of Psychology, but it was being taken on college campus.  So :P  Anyway I bring these two up because my heart told me, and also a little voice in my head kept telling me it was the right thing to do. As if I came back from the future and told myself what to do....

Time Machine....

If you had a time machine where would you go

Would go back to the past 

Or travel to the future

Would you go back to when you were a kid

Where the only the care in the world was what toy you would  play with next

Which snack tasted the best

Play with your friends everyday 

Sadly the ones you rarely see today

Stay outside until it got dark

And ignore your mom when she told when it was time to come inside

Being a ninja prowling the night

Saving the damsel in distress 

Flying like a superhero

Hitting the game winning homerun

And yes sometimes on special occasions

Wishing you were a princess

Depending who you were playing with

If you had a time machine where would you go

Would you go back to the past 

Or travel to the future

Would you go back to the teenage years

When you first started noticing the other sex

That awkward phase

Fear took precedence

Unsure how to act

Always worrying if you were cool enough

Not listening to your parents

Would you hug your uncle one last time

Go visit your Grandpa because you know he doesn't have that much time

Play ball with the dog you grew up with

Listen more to what your parents have told you

Because now you know they aren't full of it

Worrying more about yourself

Versus what others thought

 If you had a time machine where would you go

Would you go back to the past 

Or travel to the future

Would you go back to high school

Actually go to football games

Be a social nerd

Not work so much

Actually talk to girls

And date them

Not be afraid of them

Ask out every girl you even had a glimmer of affection for

Work hard

Study better

Play even more

Break a few rules

Screw being safe

Be you and screw everyone else

If you had a time machine where would you go

Would you go back to the past 

Or travel to the future

Would you go the future

See if your dream came true

Sold a billion books

Lived a life of luxury 

No longer worked

But instead lived

Finally able to be yourself

Smiling

Laughing 

Loving every moment

Demons have been silenced

Monsters have been tamed

Feeling truly happy

Finally being the hero you were born to be

If you had a time machine where would you go

Would you go back to the past 

Or travel to the future

I wouldn't 

Because then I wouldn't be the man I am today

Or become the hero I will be.

Buried Alive

There's no one around

No other footprints but my own

Being erased by the fast falling snow

No animals
No bugs

No birds flying overhead

Even the angels that are usually by my side

Have backed off

Only me

Then I hear the screams

Crunching of snow

The assault on the white blanket

Scarping wood against the dirt

As I drag this coffin through the snow

Banging and beating

Begging to be let out

The dented crooked nails 

Protruding from the top

Each effort of whatever is trapped inside

Desperate to escape

Is blocked by these tiny steel spikes

And wooden grave

The wind is a soft breeze

Bringing snowflakes to my cheek

Heavy shovel in one hand

No gloves

I want to remember this day

Pain helps me remember 

Scars make me never forget

Walk to the middle of the trees

There's an opening

A perfect place for its final resting spot

I drop the coffin

Making an impression on the snow

A silhouette of the crime I have committed

Pulling the knife out from its hiding spot

Blood stains all over the metal

Hoping the snow doesn't tarnish its beauty

I place the knife on the coffin

Daring for whatever is inside to grab it

More pounding on the coffin

Desperately reaching for something to exact their revenge

On me

Knowing they are unable to 

I do what the world has done to me 

I laugh

And start to dig

5 feet till the ground

It's hard to get away with murder

I dig for hours

Not shoveling fast enough

The falling snow covering the hole

Determination takes over

Adrenaline takes charge

The hole is dug

10 feet deep

Sweat pours down

Freezing to ever crevice on my face

 Tears stream down

It had to be done

The banging has stopped

The snow has stopped

Mother Nature knows there's no way of stopping me

Finally cooperates

Then the screams

The whispers start again

Invading the silence

The peace

I kick the cofffin

SHUT UP!

They don't listen

SHUT THE FUCK UP!

They don't listen

Just get louder

I grab the knife

Rip off the nails

Pry open the lid

Revealing emptiness

My skeletons are no longer there

The demons have escaped

They were never in there

Only in my head

That's where they always have been

No escape

Trapped in my own mind

Handcuffed by fear

Shackled by failure

Branded by fuck ups

And mistakes

I finally surrender

I place the coffin in the hole

Throw the knife in the woods

Snow starts to fall

Erasing any evidence I was even here

As if she knows her true role in this day

Snowing harder
Faster

Deeper

It's time

 I climb into the coffin

Close the lid

No more demons whispering

No more skeletons screaming

Only silence

Peaceful

The only sound in the snow hitting the coffin

Burying me

Accepting my fate

As one final whisper escapes my lips

I'm sorry....

Santa Exists....

Santa Exists...

There is nothing more tragic

When we grow older we stop believing in magic

For whatever reason or cause

We start denying the existence of the Tooth Fairy, Easter Bunny, and Santa Claus

Three magical creatures that loved us no matter our flaws

Even though they defined so many reality laws

Wiggling away from evil intention's claws

Trying so hard to be good and not give in to our inner outlaws

Finally the truth is revealed to us and a part of our life goes on pause

Losing the Christmas spirit from adults to teen

Knowing it doesn't matter if you are nice or if you are mean

Realizing the holidays mean we are surrounded by store's over advertising of red and green

A fat old man puts on a red suit on and is everywhere to be seen

Fearing miracles only happen when we dream

And if you hear another fricking Christmas song you will curse and scream

Then love comes along and in magic we start to believe

Finding out the magic in life was only  hiding and never did leave

Kids come into our lives and we see why our parents choose to deceive

Children singing off-key Christmas song after Christmas song

Parents using the jolly old elf as lesson to teach right from wrong

Making parents pray their children's behavior could be the good all year long

Seeing the twinkle the we thought was lost in our children's eyes

As they talk about the man on Christmas Eve night flies the skies

Christmases full of memories and happy cries

Forgiving your parents for the years and years full of lies

Feeling the spark become brighter and stronger in our selves

While we get our kids wishes and hide them on our closet shelves

We are the reindeer.  We are the elves.

We are the man who flies down the chimney chute

The jolly happy soul in the big red suit

Carrying a bag full of goodies and dream fulfilling loot

Dolls that say mama, balls that bounce, and trains that go toot

Parents eating whats left out whether it be milk, cookies, vegetables, or fruit

Best part is there are no footprints in the living room caused by soot

The reasons why Christmas is magical can fill many lists

Doing good deeds that no one admits

Is how we make the Christmas magic always persists

With love in our heart, yes, Santa exists...

Soldier on!

Soldier On!

Crappy day after crappy day

Seems to be His not so subtle way

Of showing the blinded there must be a change

Some find it mean and others strange

We seem to forget God gives His strongest soldier that toughest mission

Never taking time to ourselves to close our eyes and open our ears and listen

Everyone of your friends and family cheering on you

Believing you can take on the world when you are unable to

Constantly running up hill after hill

Exerting so much energy and yet still standing still

You're done running now you have mountains to climb

Not enough light in the day and never enough time

Life doing nothing but kicking you in the a...

Praying the darkest hardest days would end and not last

Opening your mouth to let out a profanity filled scream

Stuck in a nightmare unable to wake from this horrible dream

Drowning in deep water barely wading

Surrounded by blood thirsty sharks watching your faith slowly fading

Feeling the jaws latch onto your dangling feet

Waiting to devour you when you give in to fear and defeat

When this is all happening you must forget one thing

Have faith and strength He will bring

Even if it feels the final shred of hope is gone

It will get better and we MUST SOLDIER ON!

Crazy....

Crazy

People say I'm crazy

Bordering on the edge of insanity

I'm okay with not being ordinary

Living a life that can only be described as legendary

Being a true superhero with no secret identity 

Every thought and dream about breaking into the writing industry

Refusing to slow down and be called lazy

Proving everyday you can fly without a cape just watch the sky and see

Only saying yes and offering to help when all the others flee

My words and thoughts are fueled by music and coffee

Never half ass anything always giving it my all

Always getting back up whenever I fall

Yelling at my demons that I'm ready to brawl

Now understanding that you must always take that first step even if it's only a crawl

Constantly kicking down doors and climbing up any wall

Ears ready to listen and always ready to answer the call

Facing up to the ghosts of my mistakes and standing tall

Done backing down I went my enemies to bawl

When I'm done in this world a trophy case won't be enough I'll need a hall

Ready and willing to run when given the ball

If this is your idea of crazy I'm proud be to be called cray

Going down the difficult path and forgetting the easy way

People talk and to be honest I could care less what they say

Mind running a thousand miles an hour it doesn't know how to stay

Knowing I was born to never give up and save the day

Now the hunter no longer the prey

Coming to the conclusion that life is never black and white, it's gray

People constantly pulling at my strings when they find a fray

Watching my dreams conquer my nightmares whenever at night I lay

Soothing troubled souls and telling them it's gonna be okay

A fate worse that death is being damned to be sane

Proud to be the engineer of my own cuckoo train

Afraid of being labeled just plain

Not knowing what it is like to grow from the pain

Loving both the rainbow and the rain

So much to lose but so much more to gain

So many different voices begging to be let out of my brain

Holding the title of AWESOME and never giving up the reign

Will not let myself become just some speck or a stain

I'm proud to be crazy.

Happy to be a hero.

If I wasn't I wouldn't be Dane! 

Strangers

Strangers

Nameless faces

Coming from different places

Unknown mysterious eyes

Not knowing whether we are telling truths or lies

We are both mysteries until we say hi or wave

Trading names praying that our memory will save

Friends or enemies we will become

Only destiny and fate determine which one

Friendships grow throughout time

Both being each other partners in crime

Knowing when met God gave us both a sign

I was supposed to be your friend, and you mine

Sharing secrets and dreams no one else knows

Going places where no where else goes

Hoping we would friends through thick and thin

Refusing to believe that all good things must come to an end

Years go by and season have past

Our brief communication can barely last

We have both moved physically and spiritually apart

For some reason I knew this would happen from the start

We see each other down the line and say hey

We promise to stay in touch but it only seems to go one way

One us stops saying hello

When all we get in return is our own echo

Going on about our days slowly forgetting who we are

Who would of thought our friendship would drift so far

When out of the blue 

I get a phone call from you

It seems the only reason when you want to talk to me

Is when you need something and now I see

Letting a tear fall as I finally realize our cycle of friendship has come to an end

And we go back to being strangers once again

Jackpot!

A return to the superhero poetry.  No more clowns, for a while!  And starting next month is Operation Thanksgiving, and NaNoWriMo which means no poetry for November. Instead I get to write 50,000 words in one month!  Wish me luck!  Now a different kind of love poem...

Jackpot...

Every since I was growing up I wanted two things.

It wasn't fame, fortune, money, or various degrees of blings.

I wanted to save the world.

And get the girl.

Flipping through brilliantly drawn and brightly colored comic book pages.

Allows allowed my inner heroes to break out of their cages.

Always striking out in the beginning like Peter Parker.

Girls laughed in my face and made me feel like a loser.

Forming early on crushes on Gwen Stacey and Mary Jane.

Loving how Superman was always brought down to earth by Lois Lane.

Even though they were super heroes they are human too.

They have their inner demons, and victories like we all do.

Family and friends they would give their lives for.

Having complete fear and still kicking down the unknown door.

As I grew older it felt I would never find love.

Only going on dates when it came push and shove.

Got lost for too long in a crazy psycho.

She kept me trapped with no escape and nowhere to go.

Then a friendship became stronger it grew.

There was no control over what either of us could do.

We started off slow just like you said.

Even though I envisioned our lives in my head

From that first kiss against your car.

I knew in that moment that we would go far.

When our lips touched it felt like I was flying in the sky.

And there existed only the truth no more lies.

We went from Husband and Wife to Mom and Dad.

Had great days, bad days, happy days, and sad.

You bring out the Superman in me.

Given me the greatest power and great responsibility.

You have given me a cape with no need for a mask.

Knowing you will battle any villain standing by my side I don't even have to ask.

Looking at you I only have one thought.

Face it Tiger, I hit the jackpot...