MARRIED – ORIGINAL POETRY WRITTEN BY RALPH FORNOLES 8/14/09

DEATH

DEATH

It took this tissue

To remind me about this issue.

It was only 1 years time – 365 different little experiences…

As if there was no one else,

I relied on myself,

The panic came out automatic.

It was more frantic

When I had NOTHING.

When I had 0 – I found a hero.

In Anthony and Nay

I had nothing to say

except that I wanted to end my life.

I would bypass the conventional picket and a wife

yet,

were all married to death.…

GIVE AND TAKE – ORIGINAL POETRY WRITTEN BY RALPH P. FORNOLES

SLOW TO GROW

SLOW TO GROW

Being a rake,

gives me fecund material like Blake

But me

I’m more contemporary like Drake

But lets get to the heart of the subject.

It’s delicate

the way I complete it like a predicate

Now here’s the sentence.

I lost time

going for mine,

these rhymes are nothing but rewind

a coward afraid to press fast forward.

Yet what I lost before,

I gained right now.

what the French call “Je Ne Sais Quoi’”

And if you asked me I could’t even tell you how.

And …

Should We Have a Day Off on Columbus Day?

NO ONE ON THE CORNER...

NO ONE ON THE CORNER…

Happy Columbus Day!  I hope you enjoyed the day off if you had one.  If not, don’t fret – it’s not a travesty.  Albeit we shouldn’t celebrate his fortuitous journey into the new world, the holiday has been ensconced with years of reality, going nowhere fast.  Perhaps I’d like to bring big Chris in a new light. No one on the corner or ‘Old World’ had royal swagger, back in the day, like him.  I don’t ask for permission, but forgiveness if you don’t agree; …

SINISTER – ORIGINAL POETRY WRITTEN BY RALPH FORNOLES – 10/10/09

WRITING LEFT UNTIL THERE'S NOTING LEFT

WRITING LEFT UNTIL THERE'S NOTING LEFT

PARDON THE RUDIMENTARY

I FEEL LIKE I’M 3!

THIS IS HARD,

WRETCHEDLY WRITING LIKE A RETARD!

I HOPE THE YELLOW SCHOOL BUS SOCIETY

DOESN’T START RALLY’S

BECAUSE OF ME

I’M DOING IT FOR ME

AND ME ONLY

JUST TO PROVE A POINT

IT’S THAT BAD

THIS HANDWRITING – IT’S SAD!

BUT WITHOUT FEAR

I WILL PERSEVERE

AND WITH PRACTICE

I KNOW IT WILL LOOK LIKE THIS.

I’M 9,999 HOURS AWAY

THAT ALL I HAVE TO SAY

I’M GOING TO WRITE

UNTIL I GET IT …

I WON!!! ORIGINAL POETRY BY RALPH FORNOLES – WRITTEN 10/8/09

LOOKING LIKE LIL' 22

LOOKING LIKE LIL' 22

It never gets old;

kicking the sh*t out of these goals.

We practice-

We Play

“We love to compete” we say;

I turn on my play

When it’s the playoffs.

Just to set it off

during the CHAMPIONSHIPS!

Yet as if I were reading a book

the sacrifice of all the time it took…

I won, I closed it, what is there to show?

I suppose it’s the right to say, “Now I know.”

All of a sudden, there’s no defeat,

mistakes, I can’t repeat

Back …

PENULTIMATE – ORIGINAL POETRY WRITTEN BY RALPH FORNOLES 10/5/09

OCTOBER 5TH

OCTOBER 5TH

She saw me

And I was

I DONT’ KNOW

as we grew

I was someone new.

I was told,

to be the old.

I took heed

of what I needed,

In turn

eventually bleeding,

all these writings.

If it was any other way,

the pages would be blank,

but it is me,

indelibly

I’m just as confused?

It should feel used

I needed pain

to make it rain.

If it didn’t happen this way,

these words and it’s order wouldn’t exist

This subject is penultimate,

And tomorrow, it’ll …

NEW – ORIGINAL POETRY WRITTEN BY RALPH P. FORNOLES – 10/5/09

OCTOBER 6TH.

OCTOBER 6TH.

This is it!

I’m almost done.

I haven’t won,

but I didn’t lose…

Best you ever had

is on repeat,

take a seat,

I wanted to tell you; WERE BREAKING UP.

Me and the thought of you,

since we never were.

You’ll see me at some point,

higher than number one.

It will only reiterate that i’m that integer

And it’ll be with her!

I haven’t met her yet,

but shit,

my future is on my mind;

It’s only a matter of time.

So to you, it’s adieu…