Hi

This is me, Bryce, I am going to get this Blog going again soon.  Putting up my poetry,  spoken word,  and just expressing.   Just thought I would say hi here.

monotony

 

when the monotony

has got to me

when the

day in

day out

has made me

shout

when TGIF

is all there is left

then I

remember

then I am forced to

remember

to stay alive

to survive

to thrive

Outside

is not

the guide

whoever

told me this..

lied!

Inside fulfills

my need

the place

to rest

the place

to feed

when my bellys

full

life's not a bore

I'm in 'the Zone'

nothings a chore

shouting?

no!

will not deploy

crying?

yes!

those tears of joy

Calm Strength

 

Calm strength

not needing

to show

to be

calm strength

outside is seen

by others

inside by

he

calm strength

at peace

in love

whole

calm strength

winds blow

moves with wind

earth shakes

feet rooted

high tides

low tides

floating
above

calm strength

lives

breathes

shares 
out

resides 
in

calm strength

realizes

understands

who he is

and that

who he is

is

connected 

part of..

and 

is
 

ALL

In an Instant

 

life is very short

life is so short

in a flash

in an instant

my body could

unexpectedly drop

hit the ground

in an instant

I could be

handing over

my last breath

to the sacred wind

to the air

in an instant

I could be

handing over

the beating of my heart

to the ticking of time

in an instant

I could be looking down

at the one called Bryce

and saying

'farewell my friend'

in an instant

I could live

live

fully

fully expressing

what i came for

fully giving

 what my conscience

 is asking for

because

in an instant

everything could change

 and

 everything does

in this instant

I will

live

The Sword

This sword
this blade,

with strength is blessed,

Held strong 
held firm,

against my chest,

Has seen the pain,

of death and war,

My muscles tight,

my muscles sore,

I choose to fight,

for my belief,

My conscience clear

with this relief

These words are not

of blood and men

It's standing strong

honor defend

Of race 
gender,

equality

One world 
one race

without country

To fight 
to stand

to' bring things up'

To pour the love

in each ones cup

To cut the space

between each one

My sword is strong

I've just begun

The 'war' is here

I chose to fight

To listen to

the one that's right

The 'death' i see

is breaking free

choosing the ME

and not the me

This life is short

and death is near

to live for Truth

and not for fear

Integrity

I do admire

the egos thrown

into the fire

My sword 
my blade

these words I use

my heart has called

and I won't loose

The sword is dropped

mistakes are made

but on the floor

sharp is the blade

my hand is strong

as I reach down

pick up my heart

laid on the ground

Ready again

to stand and fight

Ready again

to stand

for RIGHT....

Rose Colored Glasses

yeah
I wear rose colored glasses
it's not new

tried those dark shades
hate the view

the world has beauty
for those that choose

to see the sweetness
and not the blues

don't always wear
the eye-wear of rose

those days are not as easy
receiving more blows

rose colored glasses
are honest and true

the purity of rose
the purity of you

Touch

Don't be shy

say hi

to ones

you do not know

For just

a 'hi'

is more than that

this

you may already know

It's easy

to stay

inside

yourself

focus on your 'stuff'

Saying 'hi'

and smiling

touches

when life is pretty rough

So touch someone

smile

say hi

please do this

for the Earth

You'll be surprised

with open eyes

you're

  honoring

  your blessed birth