Pen is mightier than the sword

Pen is mightier than the sword
Writing what I think, before I say it!

Wednesday, September 12, 2012


I see what I heard in you that day
I added brains before beauty
subtracting the attraction of the physical
and was turned on by the mental
I still close my eyes,
hoping the air would lean in and kiss me
like you did
I look for every opportunity to hear your laugh
and steal your hugs
I stare at my hands
looking at the emptiness of your body fitting perfectly in my grasp
I love your laugh
your smile makes all smile back
your humor is of your own
but who can resist not laughing with you
your kindness and dedication
I accidentally purposely over looked with over standing
and before long
I became greedy and unselfishly selfish
I wanted all your convo
pocket all your attention
and be your full time, poet
singer, comedian and Rescue
but what you don't see I'm seeing for you
is why the little you do
makes my eyes stay on you
can't take my eyes off you even in my dreams
my mouth moves faster than my thoughts
and I wish I can go back
and put a band aid with a kiss on my mild damage

that was done to you
never meant to
wasn't my plan to
but why did I un-purposely hurt you
closing my eyes slowly fast
forgetting that I remembered how...
I miss the beginning
when we, were like two kids
and I love that
but in my eyes
I see beauty without effort
I see waking up to something satisfying and healthy
I embrace calm smells that move me
while your softness comforts my body
like fresh sheets out a dryer
I see you,
in my eyes through reflection of your eyes
seeing me, seeing you
I see BEAU Tee Full
I see You, a image through your voice
standing before me
capturing me with eyes closed
and being your only applauding audience
I see, you, all over again..... Registered & Protected

Sunday, September 9, 2012


Before you charge me with a crime

take the time to hear and see my cry

I didn't mean to deface this building

but look closely at what was scribed

......understand why I needed to write

my thoughts onto this brickstone

at towering heights


I didn't have pen or paper

only this rock for chalk

and well, this sidewalk, it wasn't long enough

nor upright enough...

for my lefts to write

the city train couldn't take the length of thoughts in my brain

so I didn't randomly picked my place to scoll

I just turned about face

and I wrote, a poet wrote

let me ask you...

Did you even read the message at all?

Was there a call about an artist putting poetry graffiti on the wall?

See I'll gladly take the charge

but I needed this idea to come to life

so I had to set it off

So charge me

charge me, for my free speech

charge me, for indecency on private property

Charge me, but before you do

Read my piece, So I can be released
and later be free.......

BY LeRoy TNW Goetzendanner Registered & Protected

Friday, September 7, 2012


I gave birth to a set of emotions

twins that day, months earlier I was impregnated by love

Their names didn’t come until sometime later

I notice their mission after procreation

Maybe it came with the quick submission

After bonding exchanges had me labeling us IN LOVE

As our job description

Not quite my hiring position

after explanation

There was no way of me turning back

And then attention to others came in the picture

That’s when Jealousy announced his presence

as I was deceived by my eyes

then insecurity, the other twin popped up in a JEALOUSY disguise

So I was confused

Felt a bit used

But you gave the situation straight up, without misleading me with clues

All of sudden the love for poetry have me singing the blues


Only a few weeks into the picture

These two were causing me mayhem

Destroying the once strength made of a man

With emotions made for a woman, NO SECRET

I was falling deeper into a self-made trap laid by me

I was the hunter and the prey in my poetry

Lost my sense of direction going down one way streets

Caught between two chains

One on each hand

JEALOUSY laughing vigorously


Need to place these two in time out time 3

They got me losing sleep

Appetite lost to eat

Confusing one job from another

To lifting weights making me stronger, rising up to be weak

So I tried, though I’m lying when I say I was trying to separate the two

Ignored JEALOUSY for a while

But INSECURITY was stuck to me like glue


My worst fears became nightmares of Elm Street

JEALOUSY got into my dreams

Now they were both back to controlling me.

Going out control with my feelings

I hate what I Was feeling

How I was feeling

And what I was doing when I feeling it

So I wrote, injected black and blue inks in my forearm

To stick negativity through thoughts and poetry in my blood stream


Just put them two up for adoption

Following by weeks of rehab

And cold baths

Sleepless nights

And drinking bad

Derogatory poems

Hitting walls when real mad

Cutting the umbilical cord on social connection

Adjusting back to no physical of not getting physical connection

Convincing myself that the short term period of affection was

A long term infection that was in need of a cure called “MENTAL CORRECTION”

Passing around the collection

Plate, but not for cash but guidance in suggestion

I need help to relieve myself of these twins

Before they become the reasons and seasons for my death bed

inhaling to exhale so they can be the thing of the past

graduated from rehab

I'm sane man again

Secured and cured from the infidelities 

No fills of feels without refills and reminders about..


By LeRoy TNW Goetzendanner Registered & Protected