Saturday, December 18, 2010

Jilted

Sit here little darling,
Listen my precious one,
As I sing you a song,
Of love undone,
Injustice today,
Hiding behind the mask,
Of foray,
Led astray you ask?
Careless and fit,
Acts like it don’t give a shit,
Funny how the smile cannot be trusted,
For who is the one who lusted,
Who is the one that paid,
The price today,
The penance with out guilt,
Or if is was,
Out of love,
From above,
Did I just get tilted?
Jilted,
By,
Satan///////////
Fennigan T 10.18.10

Touched

Somewhere deep inside,
Some where down low,
A place where no one,
Not even you could go,
Lent you my trust,
Lent you my ear,
What did lust,
Do to bring you here,
Touched me in my dark some,
Touched me in my alone some,
Eternal place,
Only you could have known,
A light so bright,
A place so pure,
It didn’t quit burning,
When I walked out your door,
It didn’t quit burning,
What I saw in your eyes,
When I saw no compromise,
I’m sewed up tight,
You didn’t even notice,
You didn’t even focus,
On what I could be,
Something beautiful,
Something real,
Something wonderful,
Something deep inside,
Hidden if only,
You would have sought,
If you would have fought,
If you would have touched me.

Fennigan T 12.18.10

My question is

Like pencil erased,
A memory misplaced,
A love disgraced,
Can all be traced,
Where pains based,
With what its laced,
Lost the taste,
Made in haste,
Man what a waste,
To loose the chase,
To such a fake,
To such a rake,
Under the bus,
In disgust,
Who wanted trust?
Who wanted love?
Who wanted this?
Who wanted that?
Who challenges who?
Who really cares?
Who really dares?
My Question is,
Who chooses the pace?
Of love…………
FenniganT
12.18.10

Friday, December 17, 2010

Curve Ball

Ever hit a curve?
Ever run in to wall?
Maybe once?
Not at all?
Maybe all the time?
Who’s distraught?
The games on the line,
Who’s to blame?
Couldn’t be me,
I have no shame,
I’m the fame,
That everybody claims,
I’m the man,
That nobody names,
As his own,
A clone,
A drone,
Gods only son,
To live with,
To live without,
A doubt,
A site,
A song,
An emotion,
Alone in the curve,
If you’re ever thrown,
Better hit it,
It’s the last one,
All alone…………..
FenniganT 12.17.10

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Unlimited

I believe the age of enlightenment has brought on more of a sentimental connection with emotion. To open within the heart of another is grasping for a vision seen now almost like a god. We try one and if doesn't fit to our liking we work hard to convince ourselves that all the signs point in a different direction. We quit and sulk all the while sheepishly looking out on the horizon for the one who is going to save us from the wretched pain of life. Then the power goes out and we realize the movie wasn't that good anyway. Its how we serve the others we meet in our daily life interacting without emotional attachment. The children, the check out girl, the oil change guy, the attendant, the immigrant, the illegal , the alien, the poor, the rich, everybody including animals and our environment. How we treat others is the truest reflection of our love and self worth. We my friend are children of God. The best invention, finest crafted and self perfecting mechanism we know of so far. When I meet one of his non human other creatures I might change my mind but bottom line. We are the cream of the crop. Flow the energy my friends. Use your power. Know what God and I know. You are unlimited..

Fennigan T B A Spencer 12.15.10

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Circumstances

People are always blaming their circumstances for what they are. I don't believe in circumstances. The people who get on in this world are the people who get up and look for the circumstances they want, and, if they can't find them, make them. ~G.B. Shaw