Banshee

poetry

Roller coaster or screaming lady

it’s more than death

I see it as a rebirth

of the new you

the stress and pain of

this existence

scream it away

there’s hope its a new day.

-note to self

©️MarcusCaesar

Saint Honesty

poetry

Sometimes you don’t have to ask

but the truth is universally told

like rain on a scorching hot day

needed but unwanted

perceptions disjointed

but what do you expect they’re only kids.

©️MarcusCaesar

Get Silly

poetry

comfortable shoes or none at all

new attitude

noise canceling headphones

great big cojones

salt-n-pepa, robin s, cece peniston,

black box, to name a few….

start with the groove

drop down into the pocket

feel it in your veins

ignore everyone around

bend your legs, arch your back

don’t turn around, the past is wack…

rhythm is going to get you

catch you and never release you

if the rhythm feels good to you baby let me

hear you say uh uh baby

your inner child thanks you

©️MarcusCaesar

blues ballad

poetry

It’s hard

coming, going, never knowing

romantic love

sure there’s lust

but you can’t trust

everyone.

I open my mind and heart

that’s where I’ll start

maybe one day?

©️MarcusCaesar

fairy don’t you weep

poetry

shook up and scared

want to call someone

feels like no one cares

they say pray on it

don’t let your mind stay on it

coming out

easy for some, harder for others

mixed messages in media

i wanna use Expedia

to get away far away

fairy don’t you weep, you talented

kind, original blooming orchid

your tribe is waiting

anticipating, getting to know you

witness

love and joy

for you are a gift to the world fairy boy.


©️Marcus Caesar

Vessel Opening Pt 1

poetry

sitting, standing, lying down

the world still goes round

i’m searching, i’m contemplating

patiently waiting for

me to see what others see

bask in that glow

i’m not my thoughts

negative some(most) times they are

learning and growing

i’m yearning to who i am

forgiveness, grace, deep but buried

love shows as the crowd roars

sometimes love is poetry

writing thoughts out…hard

but when it comes a flowing

that’s love

i loved myself today

did you?

©️Marcus Caesar

…loading new life in 3.2.1

essay, life, World events

new-life-fresh-start-CPBJNM

One month ago today, my job was eliminated. It’s a prime example of be careful of what you ask for or you just might get it. My co-workers and I used to joke about getting paid to stay at home and guess what happened….

It’s a shocker for sure because i’d heard it happen and read of it happening but to see it actually happen in real time? Knocks you on your ass. There were a lot of technical issues that day, but we still didn’t think it was gonna be a Purge situation….

A month later to reflect and here’s the thing…you ready for it?  I don’t miss it, I met some great people but being cursed out on a daily basis for something I couldn’t fix was not my ideal work environment. While I wont bash the company I worked for those 2 years because hey I signed up for it and my bills were paid and it literally does me no good and it doesn’t make me feel better. That chapter of my life is done….

What’s next you want to know? World Domination *inserts* evil laugh. Honestly the world is open to me now in a way that I’d never felt before. Should I

  •  move overseas and teach English?
  •  try a new field that I’ve been interested in but scared to try (graphic design)
  • be a well paid (there’s a difference) sex-worker with clients across the globe
  • go full fledged actor+writer+creator and move to LA
  • go backpacking in Europe or Asia
  • create new content and study more while finding a job that pays well

I mean the list can go on and on and it’s all thanks to ?!*+%&=@!!!! You know who you are buddy. I’m gonna make sure that the next path I choose is not fear based. That I know for sure.

Thanks for coming to my TED talk

Marcus Caesar

 

 

scared, so you write through it….

creative non-fiction, essay, life

Dreams are real, vivid productions, high quality writing. Making them come true could be the hard part, afraid to share your art never knowing if you could brighten someone’s day or save a life. 

Stuck in the same place , to everything and everyone you know. The encouragement is there from your peers and everywhere but you can’t find it inside yourself, it’s like your deaf to your own praise.

Prayers and meditation that’s what they say, invest in your life, things work out great that way. I’ve been diligent in this practice all along but it’s not enough to make me strong. Strong enough to make that move, Pursue my dreams.

Life is always changing, I’m still holding on. I’ll have to do it and adjust later. I may fail which makes me shudder with fear, but what else do I do dear? Cry about it, sulk about it, whine about it. Will that make things better? I doubt it.

It’s tiring. 

©MarcusCaesar