National Novemember Novel Writing Month

For this year, I was awarded one of the winners for National Novel Writing Month (Nanowrimo) for submission of my recent novel "Mordecai".
Thanks for all of the support for helping me get this one done, and hopefully there shall be more many fun events like this in the future to come.

The Mountain Mashers present: Bisbink

Check out the newest single from The Mountain Mashers - "Bisbink"
(Featured on The Weeping Weenis album: City Cat Pregnancy)

http://www.myspace.com/theweepingweenis

Indulge.

October Skies

October Skies

I.

The sun rises, a new month has flourished,
Behold the equinox, October will call
From our summer skin, all we have nourished,
Now the days shorten and the dead leaves fall.
People come and go here in this city,
I have seen many things moving through time,
Colors change only described as pretty,
Now we reset the clock for a new chime.
Like the days, darkness will not come for me,
Like that leaf on the tree, I will not fall,
Like this vast city, I will shine brightly
Like the limits of time, I will not thrall.
Wondering alone, here I am to plot,
Trying to untie this tightly wound knot.

II.

Look to the skies and watch the angels soar,
Lost at sea, only land they dream about,
The city grows for many to adore,
A boat sails to shore to let the men out.
A man holds out a cup for any change,
My friend reaches out her hand to show grace,
The tourist laughs and calls the bum derange,
If you have no love, now please leave this place.
Lost memories now awake in my mind,
Light begins to leave as my shadow grows,
Engulfing inside to a darker kind,
My skin thickens and blood no longer flows.
Now I watch you sit on your thrown of lies,
Since why can't you look into the world's eyes?

III.

Awake I am, not knowing how I'm here,
People there are, sprawled all over the floor,
First signs of morning light starts to appear,
As just like the night, I exit the door.
Kids cram these trains to places unknown,
With vibrant fashion, they show rainbow swirls,
There is magic that this city has shown,
We sit, wait, only to watch how time curls.
Look to the future and not to the past,
Have joy for the one life we live for,
The clock will tick and moments will fade fast,
Death has come to those many times before.
Reach with your arms to the heavens above,
Embrace yourself with everlasting love.

IV.

Hearing the chimes of electronic sound,
How we follow our body, and not our heart,
We move back and forth, waiting to be found,
Salvation we are given at the start.
If we took the time to reflect and feel,
You can clasp the wind breeze and the sunshine,
These days are ours, keep a path that's real,
We are not drones, so say, "This life is mine."
So rise up against all defeating flaws,
Give back, as much has been given to you,
There is only silence for those who pause,
For with these giving words, I bid adieu.
City of fog, where much is to be found,
Go take a train downtown and look around!

V.

Off to the moonlit streets, I escape home.
Now the bus driver takes me far away,
Buildings fly by under this city dome,
Puzzle pieces come together to play.
Slumber is something that I do not need,
Our world is dying, but we do not care,
There is knowledge to my brain I must feed,
My friends will not die as we just wait there.
Stand now to feel your worth and go give praise,
Patterns of destruction, do not follow,
Forfeit love and meet the end of your days,
Pride and conceit, bite your tongue and swallow.
Here we are, all in this life together,
Away your weight and become a feather,

VI.

Here we make our haste on the morning's eve,
We sing along from a lonely island,
Staring at the sun, I try to conceive,
To once again feel the warmth of your hand.
Encryptic thoughts and words I send to you,
From the depths of space, one day you'll hear me,
In this chapter, we'll still remain as two,
Beauty with purpose, together we'll be.
Trying to catch starlight in the night sky,
Now take my gift of fragments from the past,
Meet me under the moonlight and we'll fly,
The dawn will soon come, so let's make this last.
Don't leave me behind as you've done before,
With our hearts, the midnight streets we explore.

VII.

They live on the streets, only to survive,
We kick them aside as we pass on by,
Mistakes and hardships we cannot contrive,
Erase their existence from a dark lie.
I am a seed waiting to be planted,
Lay me into the ground and watch me grow,
My love of you I take more for granted,
If you don't tell me now, I'll never know.
Pagan poetry is all I now hear,
Distant, away you are, but then so close,
Please, listen... make this nightmare disappear,
Pain has only come from your overdose.
You need to stop working towards perfection,
But to accept your Father's affection.

VIII.

How long must I wait for you to come here,
How many alternate paths I must take?
Please... do think before you jump from this sphere,
Off to where your heart will no longer ache.
Still, we are children of the Creator,
Holding our hand through this journey of life.
For now, you may not see me till later.
Why leave here now when I am filled with rife.
Here to go at the start of this month's quest,
We hold hope for the magic of autumn.
Providence will meet us along at best,
Run from chance, for death waits at the bottom.
Thus we will meet our true fate with our eyes,
Watch, This will be the month that I shall rise.