Are We Listening?

Art-Photography--Concept-Design - William Ortiz

Something happened last night
Dreams of hissing cats
and violent passionate sex
of anger and release
caress and debate
leave me be!!!
and the song goes
and it goes
I want to be alone
without permission
I have no conclusion

and it goes...

Looked out the window
I see the bend
in the Franklin Bridge
pulling my heart
to hear the sounds of trains
and cars zipping by
the feel of sun and sky

It calls out to me.

walk on me
run on me

and the song goes
My individuality is
without permission
I have no conclusion

all in my head

I need to release this positive vibe

I need to run free on the Ben Franklin Bridge
and I hope he will run with me too.

It's not a sad song
You know that now
It's the freedom song
Creativity shooting out into the sky
Blue then Purples filled the air
How the Universe plays it's part
and how we sometimes have to listen to that song
of let go......

let go.
let go.

Walk...

Run....

to and over the bend on The Franklin Bridge.

A Prayer: In An Open State Of Heart

so longed for the hero
but I am a man
with a woman's heart
and a woman's touch
with a woman's caress
a commitment unmatched

I deserved what I got.

carry me Universe
to the next plain
a higher state of mind
shower me with boldness
and create in me a humble heart
let my home be filled with kindness
crown my head with compassion
provide guards of wisdom
and yet open my heart to new things.

so longed for the hero
and here he is next to me

I am not ashamed to say
even in my masculine form
my heart soft
as I walk in my feminine deity,
countenance.

Defiance

sleepless nights
wondering what its like
to leap and fly
towards the city lights
to creep and climb
around and over the tall tallest

hoping to find the true truest
the universe expansion
is all and confusion
how can we connect when we become even more distant.

hoping to find anything with substance
I find myself being defiant
against the fallacies
brought by all of your religions.

Give me numbers
Give me signs
Give me logic

A philosophy that seems to work for me.

And the Pastor who later apologized said:

why pay the server 18%
when I give God 10%

wondering....

doesn't their God deserve a raise?

The Bend in the Franklin Bridge

The Bend in the Franklin Bridge
remember me?
I stepped to the melodious beats
streaming from the MP3's
the ears and heart pants
like a dog in warm summer sun - heat
the sound of the universe
manipulate the body to run run - leap

manipulate the body to dance dance
manipulate the body to love and prance

Mr Bend of the Franklin, the sound manipulated me

gyrate to a reconstruction of a Dictaphone

the words
it means
nothing...


the memories
mean
nothing

The Bend in the Franklin Bridge
remember me?

I got to the top
then I stood and watched
the little kids run by
feeling all of this universal high
I was born to be
a part of this great city scape
I am the wildest child
the dreamer in love
the artist with a beat
stronger than the gun
The universe propels me
and I run


run.

Break Me Down

Technology pushing plastic babies
to satisfy the child within.
We grab what we can take.
money seed tossed in the man made lake.
The earth trembled,
causing destruction,
mass destruction,
greater than the atomic bomb
a one time thing
but God created the laws of Karma
His wrath if any
is recurring like arthritis
in our bones

We break down
We give up.
When the clouds roll in
we hide, then we forgive us
What we do is futile.
We will die anyway...

Will you walk with Him?
He called you to peace
to walk in those golden sneaks

money is nothing,
gold is nothing.
love is something
food is nothing
forgiveness is something
your home is nothing

Store up riches to wither in your death bed.
Your dollars is playing a facade
The Ben is holding a knife in a pic
waiting for you to turn around.

Do you see it?

The Spirit is calling out to you.

Do you feel it?

I Am In God's Heart

You don't know the battle
I had to
with my mind
I had to
with my heart
I had to
liberate and challenge
I am not the same
I am a monster in this love game.

You don't know the miles
I had to
in the desert sun
I had to
with sweat on my brow
I had to
work to cross the see of sand
I am not the same
ever changing in this love game

I don't need love from those who are quick to judge
without knowing the whole story.
My life is in God's hands.
It's not in your lips and hand movement
and facial expressions and in the spoken words untrue.

God has me in his heart.

Mr. Cheesy Man!

Creative writing and acting involved..
Not intended to be about anyone or a personal experience of mine..

Hey You!
Mr. Cheesy Man!
Your jokes so unfunny
un-tickled my funny bone
no wrap in your game
like bacon loose on asparagus
like a lonely hotdog
no bread

but damn!

You do make me love you instead.

Hey you!
Mr. Cheesy Man!
Your touch like Midas
make me feel like gold
bling bling like diamonds
like frosted cookies
I feel like a monster around you
I could taste your skin all day.
ooh please keep tasting mine too!

ahhh.. don't I taste good?
That's right.

Mr.

Cheesy

Man

How you make me laugh
in bed instead
How you make the bed bounce
one monkey two monkey
then I saw you fell off the bed.

How you make me ride
and glide
slip and slide
love.

Hey!

You!

Mr. Cheesy Man!

I need you.
I want you.

See me laughing..

You did this to me.
Don't be mad.
Your no way near corny to me.

You just un-tickled my funny bone
Just that one time.

William Ortiz
Create Destroy!!