Monday, February 8, 2010
SPILLING MY HEART
- "No one will ever believe you if you told them, because all of the best ideas have to be forced upon people before they can be grateful for the outcome" That is the best advice I could give myself tonight, and t any other artist. I constantly cannot sleep, but it is because when I am finally alone at home, and silence begins my, thoughts begin to spin. I see the pen and the pad and I write, but without constant persistence you will never see a final film completed the way you envisioned it, because film is about focusing every moment. Sometimes I feel lost, but it is the negative times that inspire me to make positive turns on my journey. Some things are better left misunderstood.
Posted by Redeem Art at 3:43 AM
See someone who shares your feelings -Who's reeling?
But is she stealing?
No - I mean Mary Jane, when she's solo on the choir.
My brain turns on an extra wire
Thoughts so dire they go on fire;
Leaving me with the need to acquire
Change your mind-state;
allow it to conjugate
Some words say make them irate;
No need for a debate, jest let them hate
Hold on until you reach the pearly gate;
To meet your soul-mate
ART - ALLOW IT TO HAPPEN
Posted by Redeem Art at 1:58 AM
Friday, February 5, 2010
Even those who are wise and close their eyes, will still hear the cries
Snake eyes is usually a prize, but not when behind a guise;
I'm speaking of the one who doesn't understand the why's
Lies open skies that bring demise and goodbyes
He will not revise, because he only knows how to remise
Lies cause wars to be fought;
All over what someone thought
Still a lesson WE were never taught;
It was all for naught
It's trend that will always transcend
A vague plague that will eventually bring the end;
WE can't even contend, or extend
The only truth left is if we all ascend;
Because, at least we'll all be there to share the end.
It's just something I'l never apprehend.
- Mike Cooper
Posted by Redeem Art at 2:53 AM
Your eyes have that glare, yet you're so unaware
Like a breath of fresh air, you make me look like a blare
Love is unfair;
A despair which is hard to repair
Rarity comes at a very high price;
Should you roll the dice?
Will you be suffice?
To be precise and concise;
I probably should have thought twice
But you make my heart pound like an acoustic device.
When I see your eyes I see a world I want to be a part of;
Bring peace to my heart like a beautiful dove
For me it's true love, without a shove;
We would fit like a glove
But still I'm stuck doing the labor of love
You turn me away, even though I know you're heart is a bouquet;
Every rose has thorns that will make you run astray
I would give it all for one taste of that sweet monet
- Mike Cooper
Posted by Redeem Art at 2:14 AM
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Feelings vented from the windows uncovered
Trusted, guided, and comforted
But I'm hated, because it's all tainted
Should have never flirted, and I would have never lost my grounding.
All of the aching and heart breaking;
Wait, I'm dazing, drowning, dwelling, drowsing, flying;
Now I'm doubting, because there's no more guarding
Finally free, where I'm supposed to be;
Breezy and carefree
No one watching closely;
Because they're all praying the rosary
- Mike Cooper
Posted by Redeem Art at 11:35 PM
Am I really a man with the with a unique plan?;
Too late my idea's already in the can
Will Doubt keep me where I began?
Will I be able to travel the span?
Too late I blinked and missed a frame
Missed my aim;
Thinking about what I could have became
All because I tried to play the game;
Tried to put the picture in without the frame
There is only one name to blame
Questions from others affected me;
Pressuring me into what to be, and it's not even me
Now I'm left to clean up the debris
I should have known only the king can decree
When I looked in the mirror I turned to flee;
I just wanted everyone to agree
All along I should have heard ME
- Mike Cooper
Posted by Redeem Art at 2:30 AM
I always say keep your head up and your eyes focused with a thousand mile stare; I'm not sure I can prepare or bare to see someone in a wheelchair, for whom I care
The one who gave me the right to breathe air;
I feel like I'll always be unaware
But I know you'll always be there;
In my prayer, my tear and in the thin air
When life blind-sides I'm ready with the pen
You would be surprised it can fill a void you never thought could be filled again
It's my light when I'm navigating the dark glenn ;
On my way to my private opium den
I just don't know if I'm ready to say Amen
- Mike Cooper
Posted by Redeem Art at 2:06 AM
"Many MS patients report that cannabis has a startling and profound effect on muscle spasms, tremors, balance, bladder control, speech and eyesight. Many wheelchair-bound patients report that they can walk unaided when they have smoked cannabis."
- Dr. Denis Petro, M.D. (Neurologist)
Posted by Redeem Art at 2:02 AM
I'd love to hear your poems, see your films, or other art, as well as hear your stories of resistance.
- PERSISTENCE AGAINST RESISTANCE!
Posted by Redeem Art at 1:28 AM
It's okay to buy grapes, but not grass
Will the ignorance ever surpass?
Why can't we see through the one sided glass?
Because it is filled?
The white grapes - so savory;
Unleashing the shackles of slavery
Even a false feeling of bravery
The white dove of peace
The lord's blood claims the priest
Years later it could become a caprice
Have no fear it won't bother the police
Years later I discovered a girl named Mary Jane;
Sweet as a candy cane
THEY say it will destroy my brain, but I'm in my own domain
Why the lies? Are they scared WE just might get a brain?;
A society they cannot contain?
No worries. No more revolutions that was the past;
When Jimmy Hendrix was on solo blast
Sudden Blindness? How long will it last?
This is a story and where all in the cast
Now the revolutionaries are done;
They've said amen.
They'll never doing it again;
Even though the time is in their face like Big Ben
Dare live in a great world surrounded by trees that shadow the bright light
Ignite the flame and to your delight your mind might send you an invite
A dark world seems bright;
All seems right
No one is effected, yet everyone's is still uptight
The government is hoping for a blight;
They better be ready for a fight.
Why not green, because of the machine?
Posted by Redeem Art at 12:15 AM
Posted by Redeem Art at 12:06 AM