New Year’s Toast

Happy new year to you all!

Here I stand with this glass so tall,

in front of all of you I would like to call,

so let your ears catch my words as they fall.

 

To new beginnings,

to new endings,

to new friends,

to new enemies,

to new lovers,

to new haters,

to new pleasures,

to new regrets,

to new problems,

to new lessons,

to new failures,

to new successes,

to new lives,

to new goodbyes,

and to one constant reminder.

 

Be happy to see the new

because that’s one thing others can’t do.

Be grateful for everything you go through

because that’s what will make you.

Never fail to be kind and true

because love is found on days so few.

 

Now this may be called cliché,

but just remember one year I will lay

and never rise again to say

I love you as we embrace at the bay.

I accept that there will be that day,

so when my time comes, and I go away

remember these words and don’t betray.

 

It’s okay to regret,

It’s okay to hate,

It’s okay to fail,

It’s okay to make a mistake,

but don’t be constant.

 

We are all flawed,

no exceptions.

As long as you have time,

then you have a chance.

 

Have moments, not memories.

Take chances, not security.

Remember briefly, forget often.

Love your haters, the way they love you.

Live for me, the way I die for you.

 

Happy new year everyone.

 

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For the Soul

For the love of the game.

For the feel of dirt in your hands.

For the touch of the skin.

For the smell of a scent.

For the sound of laughter

For the taste of sweets.

For the satisfaction of success.

For the desire of your heart.

 

What’s the point of a soul

if you won’t fill it?

Death Didn’t Part

A woman walks up a steep hill.

She does it twice every day before

she eats breakfast

and before she goes to sleep.

 

Her journey is long,

the air is hard to breath,

and without her cane

her muscles would give out halfway.

 

The hill is a high steep incline,

with rocks in certain locations.

If she were to lose her footing

then she would surely be killed.

 

She has never missed a day

and the weather is never a factor.

The clouds don’t control her desire

to make it up the hill.

 

She has struggled through

rain, wind, thunder, and snow.

She has crawled through

ice, mud and has never slipped.

 

She doesn’t forget the danger,

she knows all the risks

even at her old age.

It doesn’t stop her from her desire.

 

She goes when she has a cold,

when her temperature boils,

and her arthritis is in effect.

What’s up that hill is her heart.

 

A cross that’s been there for a decade.

Underneath it, is the person

who gave his heart to her

and made a vow she broke.

 

They swore till death do them part

but she hasn’t left him

even after he left.

She lives, as if he still does.

 

She puts on a pot of coffee,

she goes up that hill,

kisses the cross

and says, “Good morning.”

 

During the day.

She keeps their chairs together,

she’s watches their shows,

and tend to daily events.

 

She connects with his family and

shows his picture to the new generation.

She does what she can,

to keep his spirit alive.

 

At the end of the day.

She’ll put on a pot of soup

and go back up that hill

to kiss it and say something.

 

The one thing that death can’t control.

“I’ll see you tomorrow my love.”

Heaven in Hell

I walk through hail, cracked glass, and broken buildings

filled with the bitterness of a lives that failed.

Life has no purpose for those who don’t want it

and those who do are coals yet to ignite.

Suicides comes down with the rain

and screams come with the deafening thunder.

Misery is as frequent as the sunrise

and families only exists in fossils.

Nobody would voluntarily go to the void

unless they had no other choice.

 

Choice, that’s all we ever have.

My choice comes from the influence of

Milton’s lost paradise.

No matter how bad it gets, it’s always there.

As long as you have your choice

then that should be enough

because it’s enough for me.

 

My choice is to keep walking forward

to the only place that matters;

a place that can only be called Hell.

where you walk on the back of insects

that replace the gravel of the roads

in a land only the depressed know too well.

I walk by the trees that bleed,

graves already dug for the living,

and across a bridge of bones over a river of tears.

 

Just to get to her, my love,

at the spot, on top of a hill.

What started out as an accident

turned into a disgusted romance.

Scorned for the image of what this relationship

represents and could possibly foreshadow.

 

Loathed because of the future it could create.

A future that can cool the hottest temperature

and stay warm through the ninth circle.

I get to the top of that hill

and we embrace to our success

with a horrific view of home

that would make Oedipus grateful.

 

But the view doesn’t matter to lover’s eyes

because the people who failed

see the reason to leave hell.

We see hell as a reason to stay.

 

We stay because of the opportunity

and as we smile in this wasteland.

We imagine what kind of Eden it can be.

To turn this hell into Heaven

By spreading the love we have

to all the people who failed.

Friends

First came the stuffed toys,

then I had Storm.

The dog I walked after school

and watched grow old.

 

Then came times when I wanted to be alone

but have someone to talk to.

Never knew a time when I

could trust someone.

 

Then I met Mike.

He was the brother I never had

and that’s how it all started

until I went to school.

 

That’s when I joined the teams

and stood by the boys.

I enjoyed meeting at the corner

of those portables.

 

We laughed so hard

when we met at our table.

Every lunch hour was another

adventure.

 

Then I met her.

It started with a group project

and then it ended up in a hot car

during the winter.

 

Now I have a wife

but not much of a life.

It’s been a wild ride

and it’s all thanks to everyone.

 

Spider-Man: Welcome Miles Morales

Spider-man, arguably one the most popular comic book character ever created, and fans were excited to finally see him on the big screen. When Sony acquired the rights to bring the web-head to theaters almost 17 years ago, they immediately jumped in with Sam Raimi’s version with Tobey Maguire starring. The film would lead to a trilogy that started out as a smash, then bombed critically with the third and final film. Things wouldn’t get any better with Andrew Garfield putting on the mask as the planned trilogy didn’t even get passed the second film. It was only until Sony allowed Disney/Marvel to use the character for three of their M.C.U. films did interests still show for the superhero.

 

Sony went ahead and decided to do a less costly version by doing a cartoon version and introducing a new spider-man. Miles Morales, a character that’s been introduced to fans via comics, cartoons and the recent Spider-Man game for PS4. Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse seeks to solidify Morales as a new fan favorite with fans with a film primarily focused on him. Miles Morales, much like Peter in the beginning, is a teenager growing up in Brooklyn with issues that most teenagers in today’s society face until history repeats itself. The only difference is a different tragedy strikes Miles that inspires him to dawn the mask, but not without difficulty.

 

It turns out that Kingpin, a villain mostly related with Daredevil, has a plan to open a door to other realities for a specific purpose. While Miles tries to come up with a plan in order to stop him, he’s aided by Spider-men from other realities. Some of them are fan favorites, others are well known, and one is mostly for comic relief.  It’s a fun rollercoaster ride that has plenty of action and comedy that you would expect to see from the famous webslinger. The film also does a good job at paying homage to films that came before it and has a touching moment with creator, Stan Lee, who passed away just a short time ago.

 

The film has great voice acting by some big-name celebrities such as Chris Pine, Nicholas Cage, Zoe Kravitz and Mahershala Ali. It’s got some dark tones but is overall a great family friendly film with a great soundtrack that gets the people going. The only problem I can say about the film is that it’s a little rough on the eyes with its use of animation. Some of the transitions are too fast to catch and the main boss fight is hard to follow because of the setting. Overall, it’s a risk that Sony took and I’m hoping that it’s going to pay off, so I give this film a nine out of ten.

 

As good as this film is, it’s got the unfortunate task of going up against upcoming blockbusters like Bumblebee and Aquaman in the following week. This film cost 90 million to make, so it shouldn’t be hard to make a profit from the film, but it needs to have a big opening week. I hope it succeeds because this was the fresh start that Sony needed for Spider-Man and Sony has been hot after the financial success of Venom. It would be great to see how Miles’s story plays out if it succeeds at the box office and there’s a touching tribute to Stan Lee mid-credits and a hilarious post credit scene. Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse is a great way to kick off the holiday season with your family, so go see it and enjoy.

Listen Not Hear

When music starts

the dancers follow the beats.

Finding motivations in the tempo

and being inspired by the tones.

 

Creating a rhythm that helps them sync.

The dancers begin a routine that can’t be seen

because it’s meant only for two.

A routine that is only natural to them.

 

A new motion starts when the strings are heard.

The dancers start slowly with small steps

and set the scene for their private show.

Then the drums are struck and go full speed.

 

With every strike of the percussion

they come closer to reaching the clouds.

Becoming numb after feeling intense vibrations

and losing all their strength over time.

 

Through a series of transitions

they create the bridges that get them closer

to the coda

and end a beautiful routine.

 

It’s a wonderful thing being a dancer

because it teaches you how to listen.

Dancers know how to listen to the music

while everyone else just hears it.

 

Keep Breathing

Feet planted firm.

Nails razor sharp.

Wounds healed

and skin hardened.

 

After months of

an onslaught of acid tears

and unforgiving winds.

She survived the storm.

 

Now pain is just a word.

The tears have run their course.

Her head is up

and vision looking forward.

 

The path was torture,

the heartache was an anchor,

but the chain is broken.

The weight of another is cut loose.

 

All it took was one breath

to get started.

She kept breathing,

now she has no shadow.

 

A broken heart

solidified in fire.

A damaged soul

refueled in faith.

 

To all that need to breathe

just look at her and see.

There’s always light to reach.

You just have to keep breathing.

Keep Breathing

Feet planted firm.

Nails razor sharp.

Wounds healed

and skin hardened.

 

After months of

an onslaught of acid tears

and unforgiving winds.

She survived the storm.

 

Now pain is just a word.

The tears have run their course.

Her head is up

and vision looking forward.

 

The path was torture,

the heartache was an anchor,

but the chain is broken.

The weight of another is cut loose.

 

All it took was one breath

to get started.

She kept breathing,

now she has no shadow.

 

A broken heart

solidified in fire.

A damaged soul

refueled in faith.

 

To all that need to breathe

just look at her and see.

There’s always light to reach.

You just have to keep breathing.

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