Translating Code Talkers

Language enables us to communicate

We share our stories

Our feelings

Our thoughts

Through words

Vous pouvez dire à vos histoires

Convierte tus garabatos a los sonidos

Teile deine Emotionen durch Worte

Language is the barrier that stops us

From sharing our stories

Our feelings

And our thoughts

R.R.

Autumn

All the leaves have fallen from the trees

            Except for the few brave souls still clinging to

                        Bare branches

Exposed to the winter winds

            That are soon and sure to come.

                        Fall is thought of as a time

                                    When new beginning are abundant

New school year

            New opportunities

                        New people to meet
                                    New start after the warm summer months

                                                But I see autumn for

What it exactly is

            The season where everything

                        Dies.
R.R.

Trade Baby Blues for Wide Eyed Browns

You’re different

You’re nothing like him

He’s got brown eyes

You have blue

You both mean so much to me

What do I do?

I want to let you in

Give you what you deserve

Let you take my whole heart

But I can’t forget

Those brown eyes

Even when I’m entranced

In your blues

R.R.

So I'm going through and reading the poems that I wrote from October through about February.  I'm putting only some of them on here because most of them are complete and utter shit

They're Cold

Fingers laced in mine

Palm against palm

Thumb over thumb

Fingers laced in mine

This is my favorite time

R.R.

Assume Room Temperature

I am at the end of my rope

Ready to bite the dust

I’m okay with being food for worms

Take me to a Texas cake walk

Me and the Grim Reaper are best pals

Let me join the great majority

I want to meet my maker

R.R.

A haiku about spring

It’s spring time again
My fucking eyes are itchy
I fucking hate spring