Summer Beach Bathe by Rocky Mitchell
You have no idea how much I feel the same way you do. Then I realize you do, I feel dopey like being small smacked being yelled at to say thank you to someone I’ve never met. WTH is wrong with me I need to go south to FL to the beach sunbathe and get some f***ing sleep! Like if you want to join me and rest far away from cheese state drama.
Hope The Valentine by Rocky Mitchell
Hope the Valentine
I caught the stomach flu 3 days ago.
I write this one drink after the 13th my birthday will make this eight years of struggling to get on my feet so to speak.
My dreams nearing 28 years old are not what they used to be. Nightmares of being in court because I can’t pay the ambulance service or monopolized overinflated hospital fees.
Dropped from state aid with the excuse that I am no longer supporting a child under 18 years of age. Which if I might add I never had.
All I’ve had was Medicaid and the hope that I could get a recent diagnosis to verify to these Wisconsin heads that I do indeed have a serious epilepsy condition. Hoping Then meeting there demands they would comply with the then policy to get Partial SSI and DVR job assistance. The thought that I needed to do what seemed to be annually all that to prove I have epilepsy that will never go away.
No matter my heart speaks to me in a god like but yet kind motherly tone. Money is not friendship, food, air, or water.
Hugs and kindred spirit company mean more to me then bad dreams.
The future looks bright to me with unspoken words, dreams, and ambitions giving me the courage to say I am more than just poor, more than the sum of coins.
I am the warm sun rising against a pitch black night of corporate disenfranchisement.
Hope the valentine in all our tomorrows.
I greet the day.
Focusing on happiness.
I sit in my bed writing things remembering through a hard day to count my blessings.
Hoping I have good dreams tonight.
Remembering that beautiful floral arrangements, memories of warmth stored in my heart.
I ponder the white lily.
For me, carrying, kindness, and all the small things mean the most.
Partying after hours and one night stands are as the buz after a few drinks. The true romance is just not there.
Sen. Luís Fernando Velasco, saying “LGBT Colombians don’t want our sympathy, what they want is that we recognize human dignity.
Mylee Yc said, “Having help to accomplish a task doesn’t make you weak. I consider it weak when you don’t even try to accomplish that task because you think it will be too hard.” # Alex Minsky Afghanistan War Veteran
Reinhardt Got Me Feeling All Tingly
He’s got me all tingly! My head feelin fucked up, like i got some case of weird ass brain freeze.
I usually only freestyle when i’m pissed off, nervous, frustrated, or upset to vent. Most of the time its only to close friends.
What is this that’s happening? Hands and feet body all warm and tingly, me with this fuzzy strange feeling.
Like to much niacin, my heart feeling like its pumping nothing suddenly but nitroglyserin, face body prickly,
He’s got my heart racein’ like I’m instantly joggin’ 15 minnutes now. What’s up with My heart wrestling my brain and the heart man is winning.
I haven’t felt like this forever.
Wow, is this for real?
Could this be what I think it is?
Guess I’ll stick around, finding myself choosing to stay to find out.
I’ll let ya’ll know how it goes. Until then I’ll try to keep it real letting my heart rhymes flow, no worries just how it rolls sometimes. Like singing along to your favorite song when you hur it over the radio. Guess this is just how it goes sometimes ya’ know?
Relaxing On The Beach by Rocky Mitchell
I light a candle and daydream.
I’m on a warm beach at night near a fire.
The waves slowly softly crash on the shore short distance from where I sit by the fire.
Taking in breaths of fresh air, envisioning myself now with good luck.
The waves as I hear them from the distance, I envision all my stress’ and cares go with the waves out of sight in the ocean.
Happiness uptained from simply wanting to be happy.
I find myself at peace, smiling, contentment is now not just a dream.
Naked am I by the fire in my interests.
Warmed by the happinesses brought from peaceful meditations.
Calmed by the dreams they bring, good night twinkling stars, tomorrow I’ll work toward my dream goals.
Slowly but surly staying positive we work each day towards achieved dreams.
The Day of The Red Equal Sign
So Easter is coming this weekend while The Supreme Court rules on whether Gay Marriage is Constitutional Right.
It’s Ironic the hate crimes almost seem comical fictional far out twilight zone hysterical.
Preaching their bigoted hatred fear mongering Armageddon is upon us forgetting the precepts of the holy Jesus.
For instance spread love not hate turn the other cheek, give the shirt off your back, give the food to the starving and weary and then praise god in heaven for giving us each other.
Oh how that utopia might be among us perhaps in us a treky hopeful freedom of being united in our humanities rather than divided in petty contemptible bigotry.
I dream of a world at peace with each other, whether here in the United States or futuristic fantasy of united planets.
The ideals that we are all that’s here, we have each other, and our dreams. Asking the sane question, what do you want out of life?
This is the only one I have so I’ll be glad when I can be.
Perusing happiness living life to the fullest finding that guy that loves me back having similar interests so we can dance to this beat the music of life.
Gay Marriage is a basic human right not a fantasy concocted by hysterical pagans who have no right mind like we’ve been raised and taught to believe.
This quality is about time, I hope the court rules in our favor so we can put this prejudicial hateful mindsets behind us.
We should be promoting health & fitness.
We should be promoting education and awareness.
This Easter weekend though I’m just thankful for the separation of Church and Hate.
I’m so proud and content that friends and strangers shared a day under the banner of the red equal sign giving there support.
Truly a remarkable feeling speaking of which by the way happy four twenty my friends.
Fuck Hate It’s Valentine’s Day
Don’t be discriminating with your prejudice ideals at us,
It’s Valentine’s Day,
In twenty-thirteen we succeed in being us,
Pushing forward gay, bi-sexual, trans, queer, or questioning rights among us!
Your disillusioned vision of hate against same sex attraction we rejected.
Embracing ourselves and each other under the sun with one voice!
Proud together in a happy motto together,
hotter than molten lava the passion of the hands up in the sky rejoicing for marriage beyond civil unions equality rainbows of peace between our hands.
Our demonstrating Legalizing Love through all types of media making the haters screams and protests the dogma minority of backwards dance dark ages past.
Lovely times ahead spending time together treated fairly inside being honest proud and outside holding hands with the same rights privileges as every other straight committed couple has had.
Teddy Roosevelt said, “Life is a great adventure, and I want to say to you, accept it in such a spirit. I want to see you face life ready to do the best that lies in you. Yes, life is a great adventure, and the worst of all fears is the fear of living.