About this blog...

On this blog you will find the rambling thoughts and images a boy like me finds on the web. It is responses to my dilemma and experience. It's not rude or crude or stereotypical. Just me, just trying to be free, just learning to be myself...

Saturday, August 28, 2010

The End of the World

There are those who try to bring you down, 
safe beside, as they sit on the ground. 
They hate to see you float carefree, 
the love you share they destroy with glee. 
As you rise above and seem so light, 
it gives their souls an enormous fright,
for what if you, not they, are right,
their world of hate 
would end this night.

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Singing with Frogs

I say what. What?
What. What?
What. Whaddya say?

I say what. What?
What. What?
What. Whaddya say?

I say what. What?
What. What?
What. Whaddya say?

I say what are you saying?
What do you say?

I say what. What?
What. What?
No, what do you say?

I say what. What?
What. What?
What do you say?

I say what. What?
What. What?
No, what are you saying?
What do you say?


Tuesday, August 24, 2010

To Surf

Dedicated to Leif

A simple love, 
the sky above, 
a board 
my feet. 
I spend 
the day, 
all at sea, 
the salt 
that burns 
my cheeks. 
The steady throb, 
an endless tide, 
my hopes 
and dreams 
do soar. 
The sea, 
the sun, 
the salt, 
the surf... 
just me 
the board.

Sunday, August 22, 2010

A simple love..

I am still yet,
a simple boy. 
A simple view,
and simple joys. 
I put away 
all childish toys. 
My life is one,
just to enjoy. 
And then I found ,
my first born love. 
My empty soul,
it rose above. 
And in that time,
I did find 
a very... simple... love. 

If I could be...

If I could be 
so carefree 
as to live 
my fear. 
Then I would be,
wandering free?
The Kodiak 
His mighty frame
is held 
in awe. 
His golden coat..
his challenged
If I could be 
but me. 


Bouncing up.
Bouncing down.
Bouncing wild.
Bouncing round.

Look at me 
the bouncing boy.
Happy, lucky, 
bouncing joy.

All the time 
I've been so still.
Should have been 
bouncing 'til..
all the world 
was bouncing free. 
Bouncing round,
bouncing me.

Friday, August 20, 2010

There was a boy

There was a boy
no one adored,
we only chanced
to see him more.
His golden hair
did softly shine,
his sparkling eyes
did spark, divine.
His lips did move
without a sound,
his smile downcast
as he looked around.
He looked about,
a distant gaze,
he wasn't really here,
a haze.
You saw the shell,
his arms afold.
An inner secret,
never told.
This boy was brighter
than the sun,
his hopes,
his dreams,
his love undone.
Trapped within
a cloistered cell,
his family life
a living hell.
He only hoped
to one day leave,
he didn't speak,
he barely breathed.

Judge me not

IF I was gay, would I be queer? 
My rough and tumble disappear?
Would I then have to act this way?
So soft and silken smooth, to sway?

I fear that type is just not me, 
I am a boy and tough you see. 
I do not act in any way,
I play my sport and I do play 
at being me 
and nothing else.
So judge me not, 

or judge 


The only thing...

The only thing that lets you know you are alive..., is pain

The only thing that makes life worth living..., is love

The only thing that lets you recover from lost love..., is hope

The only thing that mellows a broken heart..., is time

The only thing that carries us forward..., are friends

I love you my friend

Thursday, August 19, 2010

The Kite

You are the wind, 
that makes me fly.
I am the kite 
that flies on high.
You are the blue 
of the evening sky.
You spin my world 
a funny guy.
When I'm alone 
I want to cry. 
I think of you 
as time goes by. 
Somehow I hope 
my love will tie, 
you here, 
my heart,
I die.

Sunday, August 15, 2010

I love your pants

I like your hair, 
it looks a mess,
I don't really care, 
I must confess.

I like your shoes, 
they look so street, 
I would not choose, 
it's kinda neat.

Most of all, 
I love your pants. 
I'd whip them away, 
given half a chance.

Saturday, August 14, 2010

Be Me

I love you and miss you dude,   :D
Who else would I be? 
Who else could I be? 
Who else should I be? 
I should be me.

What else would be me?
What else could be me?
What else should be me?
I should be free.

How else would I be free?
How else could I be free?
How else should I be free?

If I be me, 

... then I am free.

Be proud, be free, be me

Thursday, August 12, 2010

River Viiperi ~ near nude pictures, haha

to enlarge before copying.

Monday, August 9, 2010

When I Was Young

When I was young I used to stand, 
beside a man and hold his hand. 
I used to feel so safe you see. 
With him beside, my heart set free. 
But slowly, as I, did start, to grow, 
the man, I did, then get, to know. 
A shallow man with no esteem, 
no pity in his eyes that gleamed. 
A vicious man who loved to beat, 
he lived his life, drunk in retreat. 
I dropped his hand and edged away. 
I knew that I could never stay. 
I left him stand upon his own, 
as I did venture out alone. 
I found my way to this new nest, 
a mortal wound inside my breast. 
I found new hands all warm with love, 
and decided time to rise above. 
I now live life as best I can, 
to grow into a better man.

Saturday, August 7, 2010

Sweaty balls

Play with me, 
I'll play with you. 
Come on now, 
time to shoot. 
Grabs your balls, 
swings your stick. 
Play with me, 
don't be a prick. 
Let's have fun, 
*grabs your buns*, 
3 point shot, 
I got the lot.

Wednesday, August 4, 2010


You are my hope
you are my dreams
You are my fate, 
or so it seems. 
I love you so, 
I hope you know;
you are my destiny.

Tuesday, August 3, 2010

How are you?

I am as snow 
upon a scene.
A whitened robe, 
in your dream. 
I am as waves 
upon the sea.
A beating froth 
of ecstasy. 
I am as clouds 
upon the sky.
A gentle breeze,
as I do fly. 
I am as always 
so carefree. 

I gently float. 

I am just me.

I'm fine thanks... 
 ... how are you?

Monday, August 2, 2010

Colours of the Rainbow

If I was a colour 
which would I be? 
I kinda like green 
but it just isn't me. 
Red is too angry 
and yellow quite sick, 
if I try pink 
I look like a dick. 
No way I'd be brown, 
I once thought of black, 
if I just went as white 
you'd not ask me back. 
Orange is awesome 
and silver quite bright. 
I think I'll try golden 
and shine in the light.

Sunday, August 1, 2010

Another Closed Channel

Shut up.
Shut down.
Shut your face.
Turn around.
Go away.
Had to go.
Were you real?
We'll never know.

Why do they 
just disappear? 
They come in close, 
then reappear. 
It is a game, 
it's my despair. 
So go away. 
Do I care?