…Thank You

It’s been a while since I wrote any type of poetry

Truthfully lately, it hasn’t been flowing out of me

Not sure what it is, but my mind has been blank

But, I still look to God everyday and say thanks

Or do I?

Do I forget to be grateful at times?

Do my blessings simply slip my mind?

Am I too focused on getting more that I forgot what is mine?

Father I know sometimes that I stray

But all I really want is to make sure things are ok

I gotta work hard, Your word says to look at the ant

Copy her ways she works hard to stack up to have plenty when the harvest goes away

You have given me so many talents, and I think You Lord

I really do

Honestly sometimes I don’t know which one to use

What exactly should I focus on?

I just know that You won’t steer me wrong

Lord, I trust You

You’re the only one I can really depend on

Right or wrong You keep me moving on

Though I make mistakes, You still don’t let me fall

Even when I’m lost You guide me back home

Lord, I thank You

I know I don’t give You the time that I should

I know that I don’t make the time when I could

But You still walk with me, talk with me

In the dark, You are even my light to see

Sometimes I wonder why You love me

Either way, so much grace, Lord I thank You

Commercial Storyboard

So I had to create an imaginary company for school, and then we had to make a storyboard for a commercial advertising one of their products…. My company was Hidden Giant Inc.  and the product was a drink called “ConfiBOOST”.   Enjoy… leave comments

 

To color or not to color….

So what do you guys think?  I want to color this but at the same time I don’t.   I am worried that if I do color it that it will lose the focus on the water being poured on the baby.  Right now with that being the only real color (besides the cloud) it draws your eyes to it and gives it significance.  What do you guys think?  leave your thoughts in a comment below.

Rainy Blues (revamped)

 

So here is the old and new version of the image I call “Rainy Blues”.  Cleaned up this image and gave it a lot more life.  I like how it came out.  I was thinking of maybe putting some text on it, but then decided against it.  What do you guys think

…Zombie (day 4)

Reach over and hit the alarm, open and close my eyes

In the midst of it all, I seem to forget to rise

Hear the noises again, but now I’m behind time

Just wanting to feel rested, and have a clear mind

But, gotta get out of repeat the steps of the morning

Mechanical process, interrupted by frequent yawning

Feeling exhausted, daily activities are a repeated process

Think I’m out of my mind, no seriously, think I lost it

Maybe it shut down, like I mistakenly hit the off switch

But what can I do? Got too much on the list to slow down

I’m become a zombie, except without weird groaning sounds

I just look for the day that I’ll be alive again

Only signs of life, is what flows through these pencils and pens

So I’ll stay on the grind, day dreaming of life until then…

 

 

Honestly I feel like I am about to drop…. so exhausted

Well Suited (day 3)

I’m not a tailor, this is no custom fitting

Hemming up clothing is not on my talent listing

So this suit God made is made to fit just me

You see

These slacks look nice, but you don’t know what it’s been through

The dirt and grime ending up on my ankles

I try to avoid the puddles but they still get wet

The fabric is made of bad memories and regrets

I know I know I know, you don’t like that sound

But the weight of it all helps keep me on the ground

The shirt is much lighter, but important to the suit

It’s flexible, breathable and a nice color too

Well I got a few colors that can go with the suit

But it depends, where I’m heading decides which I go to

Cause these shirts are material of lessons learned

So depending on the scenario, each one gets a turn

And of course I got my suit jacket

It is not a set if you refuse to have this

I guess I kinda see my jacket as a cover

It can keep me warm or keep me fly… whatever

It’s does pretty good, doesn’t really matter the weather

but I admit…

In long rain storms I eventually feel my shoulders getting wetter

What I call my jacket material faith

Faith in my Lord, oh my God’s so great

Oh, and I know the tie is in need of a big check

Made of belief in God, so it protects my neck

Lastly my shoes, well those are made of the Word

Standing on the scriptures, foot grip to move forward

So with the material I have I can’t suit you, can just do me

Each step I wear it proudly, call it lyrical motion, or walking poetry

Just a Channel… (day 2)

(Day 2 of “one poem a day of May”)

 

Close my eyes, take a breath, focus my concentration

Hop in my ship to fly out and get some inspiration

Light bulbs seem to appear when others get ideas

But the bright light of a star pops over my dome hairs

And it seems like sometimes I have to leave the atmosphere

Get into clear space just to get my head clear

Grab a star from the sky… while I’m there

And place it on the paper

Watch it transform to lyrical poetry straight from the Creator

Creativity can not be made without the inventor

I am just a channel try to meet up to His measure

Channel of light, channel of love, channel of strength, channel of faith

With an ultimate goal to diminish some of the hate

Hate of others, hate of God, hate of self

And inspire other to realize their own self wealth

What empowers is love and knowledge of God and self

…. nothing else

Sunset for sale

 

This is one piece will be for sale soon as an 8×10 framed photo quality image… I am working on putting a store of multiple inspirational pieces together so you may own some for yourself.  I plan on also having some of my poetry framed and for sale also.

For those that are around the Boston area I will have this on display among at least 7 other works on the 10th of May at the Estate.  Make sure if you enjoy creativity you get your ticket now online here http://www.rawartists.org/boston/theblend come support me (D-Cre) and other creative artist.

Direction (Day 1)

(So I told my social media I would be sharing a poem a day during the month of may…. so lets go)

Taking out my map, but it seems I have no path

But I have a destination… wait that doesn’t add

How did I expect to get there if I don’t have direction

Probably ran in circles though it wasn’t my intention

My life…

Filled with many goals and expectations

But it seems I’m wasting time, even in my deepest concentration

Cause good intentions mean nothing without knowing the proper steps

Good intentions wont get ya home, have to know to turn right or left

And every single action that you choose to or not to do

Takes you further from your destination, or hopefully closer to

We can’t be small minded thinking that things are so unrelated

Everything plays a role whether you love it or hate it

One God, and in oneness we were created

Your life effects my life it really isn’t so separated

My decision to write is effecting you right now…

In case you wanted to debate it

But anyway it’s time to draw my path out with precision

Still add flexibility in case God decides to add a mission

Make sure you figure out goals, find direction and good guidance

So maybe your checkered flag wont be surrounded by silence

 

 

(Post your thoughts below please)