Category: Poem

What people need to hear,
Oh so loud and clear,
Is that we don’t drink much bear,
For our form of cheer,
-Aaron E-J

Projects are peachy,
When they have some use,
No mater what it’s for,
They are the best way of learning,
If you do ask me,
But when the projects have too many rules,
They tend to not be fun,
And fun is the purpose of learning and life,
It is why we do what we do,
So always look for the light in the game,
And play it with all it’s worth.
-Aaron E-J

I haven’t gotten a knack for reading the side to side messages and the diagonal ones are impossible, that said, all is done for this message that sense making is of little use.

The Napkin

-The napkin was tired of being stuffed inside cheap plastic packaging; it wanted to be out exploring the world. Not that it really had a good sense of what the world was, as the only other image it had was a brief glimpse of a the factory where it had been born. But this one moment of teaming life before seeing only plastic and other paper products clung more dearly than anything. Not surprisingly, napkins like to keep to themselves, which is somewhat of a good thing as they do not have really any means of communication other than telepathy. This requires years of training and so few napkins even bother to try.
-After about a month of absolute boredom, to which the only respite was sleep, a drastic change was about to occur. It was late September and the leaves were just beginning to turn when the thin synthetic housing of hundreds of the napkins roommates was violently shaken into awareness. After several minutes of this aggressive tossing the bag was ripped open to reveal a picnic being laid out on a gorgeous fall day. As the napkin was picked up, it could help but think that all this time in the bag was worth it just to see this amazing view. And to feel something other than the rough plastic of the bag – the soft feeling of foreign skin as it was wiped across the face of a 14 year old boy.
-Then, of course the napkin remembered little else because it was thrown into the blazing fire three yards from the table which the napkin had first glimpsed the park.
-Aaron E-J

What I want to hear,
Oh so loud and clear,
Is that change is near,
And there will be joy and cheer,
When the world can take dear,
That there should be no need to fear,
Those things have not taken place,
For then you can just make a case,
That where we need to lead the earth,
So that we can go give birth,
To new ideas that make it worth,
The struggle that has brought us far,
But strove to not try to mare,
The things that are
-Aaron E-J

I have made the realization,
That I need some motivation,
To keep me plugging along,
On this winding path,
That I know is never ending,
But I wish it would stop bending,
So I could complete a given task,
Without the hindrance of a mask,
Which are the shrouds,
That always clouds,
The road ahead,
And makes the driving hard,
Sometimes you want to fly,
Up above the cloudy sky,
But not having any wings,
Makes you look for other things,
That will take you up out,
Of this place that makes you pout.
-Aaron E-J

It’s a snowing,
It’s a blowing,
And there is no school.
So what to do today you say?
Where to go when it does snow,
But to hills we take,
And make the day a sledding day,
Just like I want to do.
But when there are those other things,
That make us stay indoors,
We waste our time,
All cooped inside,
And never have the fun.
I’ll make the time,
To go outside,
And find the joy in snow
-Aaron E-J

It’s where were at,
That does not move,
Even when we try,
It sits and stays,
And sleeps for days,
And if we even try to start a game,
Of chance or chess,
It is a mess,
That sense does never make.
Aaron E-J

It’s turkey day,
Give thanks for what?
When we invaded earth,
Our arms do reach far and so wide,
And some do try to flee,
And some do try to fight,
It is those who fight,
Like we once did,
That makes the disarray,
And then we try to put an end,
But do so just the same,
As the very ones we are fighting,
And two wrongs do not make right.
-Aaron E-J