Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Love me or Hate Me

Like that
Like this
The cat
The risk
Drum me a roll
Mixed in the licker bowl
Like some kinda physco
In a battery roll
On a daily toll
Of oil and water
Whats to matter
For the laughter
Rags to tatter
Richs winnin
Got u spinnin
Naw just Fennin
Todays the day
The wash comes into play
Out the rinse
In the dryer
On the fire
Spin in cycle
Love me or hate me
Gotta respect thee
From purchase to delivery…….
FenniganT 3.1.11

Saturday, February 26, 2011

Swinging

Out the on the edge
Fear of falling through
A crumbling ledge
Don’t know what to do

In the start of the fall
Breath pulled from lungs
In wonder of it all
Flying pass the rungs

Grasp for hands fast
Look in the faces
In all that’s past
Of all the places

Left behind
Foots step sometimes alone
Sometimes with friend
It all you ever known

It’s not in tomorrow or how
The beginning of something new
Swinging in moment of now
Are the dreams you peruse

Fennigan T 2.26.11

Friday, February 25, 2011

Small

In those moments
When you feel so small
Take your atonements
Scribble them on the wall
Write them obscure
Send them throughout
The universe of doubt
Exchange them for clouds
Of silver lining
Rays of hopeful shining
Reach up to believe
Closed your eyes to see
Scream it forms in your lungs
I am free of all bonds
I am free of cons
Have your conscious as your best friend
Integrity streaming memory of when
Truth in the dark was found
From the being into your realm
Stretching life from shore to shore
Sharing your beautiful score
Breathe in most of all
Breathe out the small
FenniganT 2.25.11

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

T.A.L.

Catch in a glimpse
My wisps of air go by
As I slip fence
Within the blink of an eye
Rents been done
Lights are on
I set the tone
I raise the sun
I’ve just begun
My little fun
Moonshine run
To take it over
To follow rover
Whisky frisky
What am me
Nothing can see
Nothing can be
In your world of mastery
In my moment of grace
In my moment of taste
I can no longer hate
The envy of your place in me………
Fennigant 2.22.11

Monday, February 21, 2011

Take Away

Scars,
Fade away,
Scabs,
Peel away,
Refrain,
Take away,
Nothing,
To you,
Wuz sumthin,
To Me,
Nuthin to me,
Iz everything for you,
Real,
Open,
Pain,
Looksee,
Oopsie,
Wanted it,
Not done it,
No need to run,
What it?
Done,
Is this fun?
Dumb me,
Silenced,
Now,
Best still,
Taken away…………
FenniganT 9.12.10

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Lonely

Where does lonely go
When it’s not trying to find you
What does lost do
About what’s to loose
Sights all about rip
Sounds surround fits
Says loud and out there
Speaks of loss and despair
Creeps along halls of shape
Lurks in depths of hate
Regrets the whole damn thing
Refuses to do the same
Starting over just ain’t right
When lonely fights its good fight………..
FenniganT 2.16.11

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Crossroad

Intersecting in bliss
Almost a near miss
Returning to the end
Of where it began
Starting over in the dawn
Running over all along
Sinning the same ol song
Brief can’t take long
Tunnel up and out
Mind turning doubt
Wind blowing through
Know what to do
Forget the rest
Try the best
Simple direction of focus
Upstate below the main line
Gonna be there on time
The same
The fame
The name
In the crossroad game……….
Fennigan T 2.15.11

Friday, February 11, 2011

Storm

Of this might flow
Spirits chased out the mourning door
Essence discounted as a fearless rage
When the book of life turns the page
Sounds resonate from future blessing
All the while you can keep guessing
On the which the why and the where
The only truth is you will be there
When it all comes down
When it all blows up
When crashes abound
When you’re out of luck
The roll will begin
As the storm sets in
You’re gonna get wet
You may even have regret
But then off it goes
As surely as the wind blows
Storms don’t last forever……………..
Fennigan T 2.11.11

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

ascension

Lets go all the way today,
Some where deep in the shallow end,
No worry, Ill light the way,
To the introduction of Fennigan,
You see some are born to wallow,
Some are born to lead,
Some are born to follow,
It’s all on the walls for you to read,
A bout the place of tense I am,
If I let you if I dare,
To view the pain and disrepair,
The rooms full of fear,
With poison in the air,
But that’s just the top layer,
A protective shield,
Guarding the prayer,
To my beauty field,
Of love and grace,
Of the one who holds the hurt,
To save a face,
That’s in my dirt
Making up the fool,
So that one can be free,
So it you who is cool,
Holding my tongue tight,
Let the dogs lie,
Not caring if you look right,
Time will go by,
Truths may never be seen,
But beautiful I will open,
Shiny new and clean,
Into the cavern of hope,
The passage of misspoken,
Time essentially a rope,
Pulled taught tied in knots,
Your safety holds are ascension,
Into my chosen lots,
Of what I fail to mention…………
Fennigan T 2.7.11

Sunday, February 6, 2011

Balanced?

Sliding across the razors edge,
The trapeze wire swings saintly,
Slowly it arches to the ledge,
Grasping slightly towards sanity,
In moments of years since,
Wondering if it was real,
An essence of deliverance,
A dead deed of will,
A fall out of sorts,
Inside magnificent of course,
Regret the dreams of the young,
As they in turn torment the old,
On the tip of the tongue,
No matter the bend or fold,
Believe,
Believe,
I
Fennigan T 2.6.10