Saturday, May 29, 2010

Manly Man.(BH)

I don't want my long hair
pretty green eyes with
no I do not have on mascara
Eyelashes
Skinny figure
Undersized T-shirt

Hip
Shake
Too
Much
when I walk

Confuse anyone...

I am a Manly Man!

Within this sissy frame
obviously rib laden chest
lies a heart
that beats

to the drum of a
Native American ritual dancing
wildness

It pumps an evercascading suppy of untamedness
that a herd of wild mustangs have yet to grasp.

If danger lurks about, I will seek it out.
If adventure abounds, there I will be found.
If a damsel be in distress

I will show her who is best.

I am a Manly Man!

Because I don't flush
and I leave the lid up.

I drive a nineteen
eighty-eight
Ford Pick-up truck.

Girls don't break up with me
I break up with them first!
(except the last time, it didn't really work out that way)

I don't shave the hair on my face
(because there really isn't any,
but when I can grow hair I won't shave it.)

Because beards are tough.
I fart
burp
spit
when I want

Not caring who is nearby

Disrespect my momma
and I will punch you in the eye!

I am a Manly Man!

Or am I?

I tell my guy friends that I love them.
And sometimes, I even hug them.
No I'm not gay.

I just love them.

When I watched Bambi
I cried.
When my mema gets mad
I still run and hide.

Like David I want to be a man after God's own heart.
I'm not there yet, but I'm past the start.

And when people talk
I try to listen
a spirit of compassion
That's my vision.
Surely I am a Manly Man
I want to be loved
and have love
and give Love.
(and not just that romantic kind either)

Although I am looking for that beauty
Not helpless
But wants to be rescued.
The Damsel in distress
Man
Woman
Myth
True.

I will fight for her.

Climb the highest tower for her

Love her.

Share with her.

Delight in her.

Be her warrior.

Her protector.

She will be my crown
and I will be hers.

My Masculinity will be passed down
and affirmed to my sons.

Each of my daughters will know they are lovely
and deserving of authentic romance.

Society tells me all day long

That I have defined manhood completely wrong.

But you ask any honest man and he will agree
You ask any honest woman and she too will see

That I am a Manly Man!


Bradley Hathaway

Monday, May 24, 2010

Untitled prayer to the night of numb tears that cease to grow and cut off all life inside the empty enigmatic abyss of poetic sorrow and love trapped.

Silence.
...
..
.
..
...
poetry flowing from nowhere
onto nothing.
absent
lost from sight
mind
music. fading away
leaving me empty.
alone
broken
Leaving me to dream
alone in this nightmare
As the cold strikes my skin
my naked skin
as crimson rivers flow
the waterfalls cease
the numbness growing
like a tree in the ground
untitled, meaningless words
drip onto the paper
falling slowly from my fingertips
music getting louder
waterfalls beggining to flow
crimson rivers stain and cease
and the night moves on.

Sunday, May 16, 2010

untitled

Its just one of those days
blood rushing to my finger tips
as i bleed.
hiding the pain i scream
inside this silent enigma..
of my mind
Forgive me if i am in the way
i just cant see how..
how its always them all day
i can't see now.
im trying so hard
to find
my calling
i hear it abroad
is that mine
or am i just falling
as i leap away
from this ship
from night
to day
where has the time gone
where is my feeling
why am i so numb
who am i
where are you.
Goodnight.
Forever
My love.

Thursday, May 13, 2010

Jesus Christ.
MY savior.
Has been in my life for exactly one year 9 months. and one day
why do i keep track.
it helps me remember that i accepted him
he didn't force me to him
he didn't rip the blade from my hand
he didn't beat me and trick me to comming to him
he just walked right next to me
day by day he got close and closer and pushed me in the right direction
just a little nudge
just so i could hear the words
God. Loves. You.
Jesus. Died. For. You
They. Want. YOU!
so here i am
one year
nine months
and one day later
alive.
breathing
coping
dragging on
elevating
failing
growing
hoping
INTOXICATED
Joyously
Kindly
lovingly
mocking
neglecting
overcoming
praying
quarreling
rasslin'
Sins
Trying
Under
Various
WEakness
Xylophones music
your
zoo.
JESUS I LOVE YOU!

Thursday, May 6, 2010

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Can you hear it
the beat of the bass
the wild hum of the horns
the whistle of the woodwinds
can you hear it
the beat of my heart.
given to me by none other
that my Lord and Savior
that breath that God
ever so lovingly
breathed in
and out
straight into my lungs
can you hear it
the music of nature
the music of the soul
the music that our savior
intended us to hear
among the trees
deep inside
hiding
all you have to do is just listen
and pray
all i say is
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