Robert+Broadwater

 “ Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular. ” __ ~Aristotle  __ __**Just Another Bad Memory**__ Clouded judgment caused my craze Loss of control set a new goal one beneficial to none meant only to hurt As I swung my fist in the heat of the moment i wanted to cause a disaster and force my fist into her stomach as it it were plaster As my fist landed i was pleased she picked up a chair and brought me to my knees one hit to the head was all it took I hit the ground full of anger and pain as i was slain I was young and so was she I cried in pain as they laughed at me

The true meaning of freedom Feeling free as free can be Soaring through the air with glee I wish you could be with me flying here and flying there Now Im flying everywhere Once upon a time is now I jump and tuck and spin around I flip two flip three flip four now Im flipping out the door Down the street and around the bend The sky is my friend flipping as high as as airplane the sight of me flipping is a rocket's bane as i launch off the ground i and honestly say i was truly free today

Ode to Nintendo

Throughout my days you’ve been here Comforting me forever I love the way you make me feel The games we play fill me with zeal We play from dusk to dawn we never stop let me believe in brains and not brawn when we we’re done i yawn and drop falling into a deep pleasant sleep.

Since...(W.I.P.)

Since Feeling Is First don't mind my outburst of raw rage mixed in with love at first i swore you came from above so i placed you above all if this was a river you'd be atop a waterfall and i at the bottom looking up a your beauty Since...Feeling...Is...First

Since Feeling Is First i sit here lips pursed to quench the worst thirst i fall head first in a sweet liquid