Friday, March 21, 2014

Wallet

There you are in my pocket
My blessed wallet.
So much time
We have spent in the climb.

To the places we have gone
And thing we have done.
Money have come and gone
In the night or in the sun.

One thing is for sure
You have more lure.
Your sides show our journey
Sometimes it is uncanny.

Eventually we will have to part
As another comes with me for a start.
You will have outlived your usefulness
Once you have taken on lifelessness.

©2014 Brady L.B.

Tuesday, March 18, 2014

Little Penguin (13-3)


Tim did not want to be around when the Citizen Eaters showed up, but he knew that if he did not have any supplies he would not get very far from the town.  He knew that he would have to give into Rupert's demand of staying until the end of the day.

"I guess I will have to stay.  I will need your help to catch up with my family.  Do you know about how far I will have to go to find them?"  Tim inquired to mislead Rupert.

"I do not know how far your journey will be or if you will even make it.  The thing that matters right now is that we need to get to the restaurant.  Now, let's get going," Rupert indicated.

Rupert's restaurant was not far from the house.  They arrived at their destination within a few minutes of leaving the house.  The restaurant was nothing flashy.  It was a small building that did not look much different than the houses around it.  Inside there were a few tables set up for customers and small kitchen in the back.

Rupert's restaurant was not busy the whole day.  Tim wonder what was the reason that the restaurant was not busy.  He came up with a few ideas.  The first was that the Citizen Eaters were destroying business throughout the town by scaring away visitors and by capturing the towns citizens.  Another possibility was the only thing on the menu was fish cooked in different ways.  No mater why Rupert's business was not doing well, he could not be making enough to keep it afloat.

Tim felt bad that Rupert was not doing well in life.  First his family was taken from him, then his business is not doing well.  Tim knew it would be only a short time before Rupert would not be able to pay his taxes and the Citizen Eaters would be coming after him.  He knew now more than ever that he should not stick around this town.

Back at Rupert's house they put together a travel pack that Tim could take with him.  It contained food and some medical supplies that would help in the track that lay before him.

Rupert wanted Tim to stay the night and leave in the morning.  Tim would not hear of it and insisted that he leave immediately.  Rupert insisted that he help Tim to the edge of the town.  At the west end of town they stopped and said their goodbyes.  Rupert stayed at the edge of town to watch as Tim went away.

Tim continued west until he could not see Rupert anymore.  Once out of sight of Rupert, Tim turned to start his trip around the town so that he could head east.  If the Citizen Eaters were heading west, Tim figured the best direction to head was east.  Making his way around the town took some time and the sun had gone down by the time he started his eastward journey.

*To Be Continued(3)*

©2014 Brady L.B.

Thursday, March 13, 2014

Little Penguin (12-3)


"I will be going out on my own," Tim told Rupert.  "I need to find my own path and not be stuck here in a small town."  Tim knew that the words he said would be taken badly.  He did not want Rupert to try to convince him to stay.  To his surprise Rupert did not show any sign of discomfort to what he had said.

"Where will you be going?  Are you going after your family or are you going to try and hide from all this?" asked Rupert.  Rupert was trying not to show his feeling to the young penguin.  He was shocked that Tim had been so rude about the place that he called home, but he realized that Tim had gone through a shock and would probably lash out at those who had not hurt him.

Tim was taken back by what Rupert had said.  Did he know what he was planning or was he just taking a wild guess?  Tim replied, "Does it matter where I am going?  I am just not going to stay here."

"It does matter.  If you are going after your family you will need some supplies to get there.  If you are just going to go and hide, then I will not be able to help you, do that."

Tim thought on Rupert's words and measured what he was saying.  He did not want to leave without anything to get him started.  If he lied to Rupert would he be able to tell?  Tim had ponder long enough that it was making Rupert uneasy.  Tim could see that Rupert was becoming uneasy with the silence.

"I am going after my family," Tim lied.

Rupert tried to understand if Tim was telling the truth.  He then decided that he would test what Tim was saying.  If Tim was willing to help him out in his restaurant for one day, then Rupert would assume that he was telling the truth.

"I am glad that you are not going to run and hide.  I do need one thing before you go.  I need you to help me out in my restaurant and after I close for the day then I will help you pack for tomorrows departure.  Will that work for you?" inquired Rupert.

Tim did not want to wait until the end of the day.  The Citizen Eaters may show up in the town while he was there if he did not leave soon.

"I need to leave as soon as possible.  If I don't leave now then I will not be able to catch up," Tim said nervously.

"I am sorry, but I can't help you until the end of the day and I will not allow you to rummage through my stuff without me here.  If you are not going to wait then you will have to go without my help," insisted Rupert.

*To Be Continued(3)*

©2014 Brady L.B.

Tweet

Keep it short
As you go to the court
Of your peers
And onlookers.

You have so few letters
To convince them that you are better
Then others they read
On the electronic feed.

You may surprise
The the eyes
Or burn
Their concern.

As long as you write
Within their site.
You can be seen
By those who are keen.

If you with in hold
Instead of being bold,
Then they will not behold
Your inner gold.

Write what you know
Before you grow
Out of the knowledge
You can't get at college.

Write, I tell you Write
Write what is bright
Or what is right
To be within sight.

If you don't we will not grow
With the words that you sow.
Let us grow
Please let us grow.

©2014 Brady L.B.

Little Penguin (11-3)


The next morning Rupert opened the door and called in, "Time to get up.  We would not want to waste the day now would we?"

Tim shifted in the bed and grunted.

"Come on now," indicated Rupert.

Rupert did not take a step in the room.  Rupert felt a twinge of fear that he might have to enter the room to wake up Tim.  Rupert banged on the wall in an attempt to wake up the sleeping penguin.  The little penguin moved a little more lively then he had done so far.

"I have cooked fresh fish for breakfast and I have to go work soon.  You cannot stay in my house while I am gone.  I am sorry for what happened to your family, but I can't trust you yet to be alone in my house," sternly Rupert communicated.

"Can I have a few more minutes?" inquired Tim.  He was fully awake after Rupert banged on the wall.  He did not want to get up.  He felt hopelessness throughout his whole body.  He thought that if he got out of bed that they Citizen Eaters would show up at the door to drag him away.  He knew that he could not stay in that bed forever, but he wanted to delay it as long as he could.

"Okay, just a few more minutes.  If you are not up by the time I get back I am going to throw you out onto the street without anything to eat."  Rupert hoped that Tim would get up before he had to leave, he really did not want to enter the room.  He did not know if he could kick the kid out on the street without filling his stomach.  He had made similar threats to his children when they were in home, but he never went through with the threats.  Thinking about his children caused a pit to form in his stomach.

Rupert was waiting at the dinner table with a empty plate in front of him.  He was staring in the direction the bedroom hoping that Tim would come out any second.  The door to the room where Tim was staying in started to creep open.

Tim knew that he had waited longer than a few minutes, but Rupert did not come to get him from the room.  Tim peaked through the door as it opened, to see if any Citizen Eaters or Rupert were waiting outside the door.  He stuck his head out and looked around to find which direction he would go.  He saw Rupert to his left waiting at the dining table.  Maybe he had not taken as long as he thought.

"Your fish are getting cold.  You better come and sit down."

Tim sheepishly made his way to the table.  He took a seat and began to eat.  Tim and Rupert stared at each other for what seemed like forever.  Rupert broke the silence with a question, "Have you decided what to do?"

*To Be Continued(3)*

©2014 Brady L.B.

Monday, March 10, 2014

If You Want

If you want
To go and flaunt
Think of those
Who will not dose.

Some will go and some will stay
So many are delayed.
If you stand out
Others may shout.

So make sure it is worth
The time you spend in someone's girth.
If it is they will be glad
To know that you are not bad.

If you stay silent
They will not become violent.
They may stand out
While you pout.

You may learn
Or you may burn
For that time
That you should chime.

Times will come and go
Just as the wind blows
It is up to you
How you may come unglued

In the end you should do what is right
Whether it is in or out of sight.

©2014 Brady L.B.



Silent Love

Sitting so still,
I am trying not to be a pill.
I hope to see the gaze
From the one I want praise.

If only I can catch their glance
I might have a chance
To find that happiness
Instead of sadness.

I just need to be silent,
To make a dent
In their ever caring stare
Without it I can't bear.

Why will they not look
I am just a open book.
Do they not care
How I fair.

This is not fair
for them not to care.
I just need them now
So I don't feel like a cow.

I am just an animal to them
From it I shall stem.
If to them that is all that I am
Can't I be their lamb.

I would come up
So I could be like a pup.
They could touch me soft
So I would not be so aloft.

I just want them to care
So it can be fair.
Why don't they look
I am an open book.

©2014 Brady L.B.

Saturday, March 8, 2014

Little Penguin (10-3)


"I really want to find them, but I really need to think about what you have said before making up my mind," replied Tim.

"Thinking about it would be a great idea," Rupert said. "Until you decide let us eat and get some sleep."

The cooked fish was delicious and was welcoming to Tim's stomach. After Tim was done eating the fish, Rupert showed him to a room to sleep in. The room had two kid size beds. The room was quite messy and looked like a few kids still lived in the room. The walls were covered with pictures of mystical creatures that filled the fairy tales that his parents told him.  When Tim got into one of the beds, he felt that he was falling into the hands of death.  The shadows of despair engulfed the room and left unnatural shadows in every corner.  He felt uneasy all over and did not know how to change that feeling.

After Rupert had left the room, Tim began to ponder on what he was told. Could this be the room of Rupert's two youngest children? Why had Rupert not cleaned up the room after they were taken away?  Was the dark shadows too much for Rupert to handle by himself?  Rupert must have loved his family so much. He must have had his heart broken when they were taken away and could feel the death shadows that dwelt in this room. He was so heart broken that he could not get himself to clean up this place. Maybe he is still hoping that they will be able to come home in the future to drive away the shadows. The Citizen Eaters must really be frightening for Rupert to not want to follow after his family.

Tim said aloud, "The Citizen Eaters must be horrible beasts, I would hate to meet one.  I love my family so much, but I don't know if I can go get them.  I would not be able to save them.  I would only be able to get caught and then die like the rest of them.  They have already won, why should I try?  If I stay here I have a higher chance of meeting the Citizen Eaters.  It would be better to leave and go into hiding.  If they can't find me then I will not meet them."

With this new found determination, Tim went to sleep and dreamed of his family and flock. The night was filled with dreams of the happy times that he spent with his family, such as his birthday parties and when his father helped him with projects.  It was also filled with nightmares of his family being eaten alive.  The worst part of the night was when he dreamed about the Citizen Eaters and the horrible things that they might do.

*To Be Continued(3)*

©2014 Brady L.B.

Sing

I wish to sing
With bling-bling.
Would not I be cool
At school?

I could dance around
With the greatest sound.
All would look at my song
And I would belong.

If it did not work
I would still be a dork.
A dorky singing blork
Without a cork

At least I would have tried
To get tied
To something more
Than being a bore.

To singing
Or becoming
It matters not
As long as I had a shot.

©2014 Brady L.B.

Treasure

As I wonder
I begin to ponder,
What will the day bring
So that I may sing?

I look all around
And don't hear a sound.
I see something glow
As I begin to blow.

I rush over to collect my treasure.
It is too small to measure.
The round edges show
A brilliant glow.

I gather them up
In a cup.
Will not my mother be proud
And praise me with good sounds.

When I got home
My mother told me to come.
So off I went to show
What I found to glow.

To my surprise
She did not give me a prize
For the treasure I found
On the ground.

©2014 Brady L.B.

Thursday, March 6, 2014

Have you ever wonder, "Why is it hard to find something that I am truly good at?"  I ask myself this all the time.  I just can't seem to find something that I am really good at.

It could be that I am spending too much time surviving.  Time spent in the pursuit of making money to live off.  What would life be like if we could do what brings us the most joy?  We should pursue what makes up happy in life and find joy in what we have.

We have life.  We have the gift of living on this earth and the time to enjoy the experiences it brings.  It is true that there will be times that we feel pain and sorrow.  In other times we will feel happy.  We need to remember these happy times.

Writing down our happy times can help us remember them.  It can help us have greater times then in the past.  It will help others have joy in the times that we had.

When we read what others have done, we need to remember to not become jealous.  If we become jealous, then we will loose the joy we have had and will not find joy in what others have done.  Live long, live in joy, live to have joy.  We are all here to have joy.  Find this joy in your family, friends, and all those around you.

Wednesday, March 5, 2014

Time

The time is far past
I knew it could not last.
So much that need to be done
It is now all gone.

I now must go to bed
So no more can be said.
I wish I could do more
So you would not be bored.

Alas it has past.
How much more can I cast
In this string of word
To make a sword.

For in the past we could see
What we wanted to be.
Now that time has past
Our wants are last.

Can we go back
To when we were not sacked.
The only way to see
Is to try and be.

Go forth and concur
In times of succor.
You may find your soul
In going after your goal.

©2014 Brady L.B.

Quit

Quit Quit
It would be fun to sit.
Here a little,
There a little.

Finding time to enjoy,
The heart of a boy.
To write down my feelings
So all could know my dealings.

So others could look through my eyes
Into the sky.
But alas only few make it,
To find the calling in lit.

Try I must
before I bust.
If I have not tried
Then I have already died.

I may make it
Or I may sit.
Until I know
I should not blow
Out the candles of hope
As if on dope.

©2014 Brady L.B.

Tuesday, March 4, 2014

Let it Go

Let it Go
It will be so.
How can you fight
With all your might
The things that exist
For what you want of bliss.

Everything has a price
Sometimes it comes when you're nice.
But the easiest road
Will not abode
Your every desire,
Most likely you will end up in the mire.

You need to fight
For what is right.
To sit back
Might get you sacked.
Our freedoms are worth fighting for
Even if our leader would rather say four.

Everyone can influence the end
As long as we do not bend.
Fight!
For what is right.

©2014 Brady L.B.

Sunday, March 2, 2014

Unsure Tower

Here I sit,
Not harming one bit.
A fly may go along,
But I will not break into song.

All of a sudden,
Squirrels of large burden
Jump into stacks
And climb onto my back.

Oh how I am now
Like a cow,
A beast of burden
All of a sudden.

Go Daddy Go
I am told so.
Where should I go?
When you weigh so.

They climb higher and higher
As if it is so dire.
This tower is wobbling
As I am crying.

Down please down.
This is not so sound.
I can't hold this so,
Get down before I let go.

Without a further word,
As if pierced by a sword.
The tower crumbled down
With so many frowns.

©2014 Brady L.B.

Little Penguin (11-1)


The next morning Rupert woke-up Tim.  Tim's body felt as if he had gotten no sleep.

"How are you feeling?" asked Rupert.

"I am feeling fine, it is just that I did not get a lot of sleep last night," replied Tim.  "I have decided that I would like to stay here with you.  It is too dangerous to go after my flock and I would not be able to do anything for them anyways."

"I am happy that you have decided to stay here with me.  It has been getting lonely here, by myself," said Rupert.  "With you staying here you will have to help me out in my restaurant."

"That will be fine," responded Tim.

Tim and Rupert lived the rest of their lives finding joy in working in Rupert's restaurant and in fear of the Citizen Eaters.

The End.

©2014 Brady L.B.

Saturday, March 1, 2014

Little Penguin (10-1)


"I really want to find them, but I really need to think about what you have said before making up my mind," replied Tim.

"Thinking about it would be a great idea," Rupert said. "Until you decide let us eat and get some sleep."

The cooked fish was delicious and was welcoming to Tim's stomach. After Tim was done eating the fish, Rupert showed him to a room to sleep in. The room had two kid size beds. The room was quite messy and looked like a few kids still lived in the room. The walls were covered with pictures of mystical creatures that filled the fairy tales that his parents told him.  When Tim got into one of the beds, he felt that he was falling into the hands of death.  He felt uneasy all over and did not know how to change that feeling.

After Rupert had left the room, Tim began to ponder on what he was told. Could this be the room of Rupert's two youngest children? Why had Rupert not cleaned up the room after they were taken away? Rupert must have loved his family so much. He must have had his heart broken when they were taken away. He was so heart broken that he could not get himself to clean up this place. Maybe he is still hoping that they will be able to come home in the future. The Citizen Eaters must really be frightening for Rupert to not want to follow after his family.

Tim said aloud, "The Citizen Eaters must be horrible beasts, I would hate to meet one.  I love my family so much, but I don't know if I can go get them.  I would not be able to save them.  I would only be able to get caught and then die like the rest of them.  They have already won, why should I try?"

With this new found determination, Tim went to sleep and dreamed of his family and flock. The night was filled with dreams of the happy times that he spent with his family, such as his birthday parties and when his father helped him with projects.  It was also filled with nightmares of his family being eaten alive.

*To Be Continued(1)*

©2014 Brady L.B.