Preface

I do not write without a choice,
or that i am compelled.

I do not right from man's desire;
to make the ego swell.

I do not write for future fortune;
for Mammon's twisted schemes.

I do not write to cling to comfort
amidst the waking dreams.

I write for who I was last year;
for who I am today.

I write for what the Lord has shown me,
to in that vision stay.

And so, I write of past and present,
of future still, and yet,

Today I write, for He's commanded
that i must not forget.

Harlequin (Bondage)

Smiling is easy

Smiling takes very few muscles

So smile for them all

with every muscle in your face

Smile so they won't think to look

for the scars on your wrists and legs,

the razor in your purse

Smile so the won't bother to ask

when was the last time you ate

the last time you threw up

Smile so they won't know how much you hate the mirror

and the girl it holds

Dancing is simple, too

Right foot, left hand

One-step, two-step

Move the arms, move the legs

in rythm with the gossamer chains

Dance around the subject

Dance around the problem

Motion is all they're looking for

Dance for them to see

I will show you how.

Smile and dance

my little harlequin

Let me help you play the game

I can tug the strings and i can pull the lines

Force the smile, work the rythm

you know you should

it's what they're expecting of you

Happiness, Contentment

Perfection

You know you can't live up to that

my little pet

so let me help you fool them all

Smile so they won't suspect

Dance so they won't look

even if that's what you really want

Wear your porcelain grin

and dance your lonely waltz, my poppet

I will be here, whispering

always

CONTINUE? BOOYA!! YES!!!

The potery continues!!!!! Yaaaayyy for God's gift of the written and spoken words!!! and the written and spoken Word too. in fact that one is better, but i still like the gift He gives me in poetry. I also love how He's given me a class (creative writing II) that gives me a grade for writing poetry for Him. I know its been a while since i posted poetry, but ive been writing all the same. and im on route now to publishing my poetry alongside short, memoirish excerpts of my testimony (if i can ever get that one finished). There are some poems coming about pain, some about bondage, and a whole lot about Jesus and His amaizing merciful powerful wonderful just beautiful awesomeness!!!! PRAISE JESUS FOR HE ALONE IS GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!

To anyone who might actually be a fan of my poetry

it's editing time! im not sure if any of you know this, but the poems you see posted here are pure poetic vomit, with a few exceptions. there was little editing involved, just pure zach spilling onto a page. Now some things are going to change, some majorly, some minorly. and yes, i know that majorly and minorly are probably not words, but i dont care. im a poet and this is my blog, so im allowed to make up words! Although strangely enough, the ones im changing the most havent made it here, yet, so i guess im just writing this for the sake of writing something cause i do so enjoy writing. None of them will be re-posted, unless someone wants me to, to compare and contrast. i was simply planning on changing them, using this as the only warning any of you will ever get, but oh well, im babbling now. anyway, hello poetry! here comes the editing scalpel!