Albert

A woman in a grocery store happened upon a grandfather and his poorly-behaved 3-year-old grandson.. It was obvious to her that Gramps has his hands full with the child screaming for candy in the candy aisle, cookies in the cookie aisle; same for fruit, cereal and soda in their respective aisles. Meanwhile, Gramps was working his way around, saying in a controlled voice, "Easy, Albert, we won't be long -- easy, boy."
Another outburst, and she heard Gramps calmly say, "It's okay, Albert, just a couple more minutes and we'll be out of here. Hang in there, boy."
At the checkout, the little terror was throwing items out of the cart, and Gramps again in a controlled voice was saying, "Albert, Albert, relax buddy, don't get upset. We'll be home in five minutes; stay cool, Albert."
Very impressed, the woman went outside where Gramps was loading his groceries and the boy into the car.
"You know, sir, it's none of my business, but you were amazing in there. I don't know how you did it. That whole time, you kept your composure, and no matter how loud and disruptive he got, you just calmly kept saying things would be okay. Albert is very lucky to have you as his grandpa."
"Thanks, lady," said Gramps, "But, I'm Albert -- the little bastard's name is Steve

Hope V2

Hope, anything that one wants, and at
the moment of 'hope' they do not have.

If hope were a feeling, I would hope,
it be one of honesty and integrity.
I would hope it would be love and empathy.

If hope were a food, I would hope it
would be filled with nourishment.

If hope were music, I would hope, it
was the kind of music, that you loved.

If hope were a sound, I would hope it
would by a symphony of love.

If hope were a religion, I would hope it
was your religion.

If hope were belief, then I would hope,
that belief would be, that there is one
Supreme Being; who is by-lingual and
of all faiths, and all creeds and colors.

If hope were knowledge, I would hope,
it had patience, understanding, the
ability of comprehending the other
persons point of view. I would also hope,
that it had an unquenchable thirst,
to continue to learn by experience and
research.

If hope could be seen, I would hope, all
would see, the good in their fellow man.

If hope were a wish, I would hope
that all your dreams, and ambitions
came true.

If hope were you...if hope were me, I
would hope, we never lost sight of
those less fortunate. I would hope
we would never be so self-centered
or busy, that we neglected to extend
a helping hand, to those in need.

Finally if you hope this ends, let me
conclude by saying....

If hope were a human, I would hope, that it
realized, that if we want a better world,
then we have to be better ourselves.

My Vision

E-mail from "Unknown"


Dear Chris,

I'd love to see you get back into your more deep-visioned poems. Any chance that's going to happen?



With this I respond, Vision? What do you know about my vision? My vision would turn your world upside-down, tear asunder your illusions and the sanctuary of your own ignorance crashing down around you. Ask yourself... are you really ready to see that vision? When I write poems or short stories, my visions are ALWAYS there, You just have to find them.

Thanks for reading.

Who Are We? Really?

I'm sick and tired of people saying "I'm so and so" and "I think I'm".. Personally, in my opinion, we as a person really doesn't know who we are, or better yet, who we think we are. Yes your probably reading this and are wondering, Chris, just what in the hell are you saying, I know who I am. Take a quick second to ask yourself these question: Who am I? Who do I want to be?


You see everyone has two sides to them, no not the good vs evil which just crossed your minds, no no, the two sides I'm talking about is whom you are and whom you think you are. These can be very different or quite the same.

As for me, I'm Chris! Outgoing, laid-back, bizarre, ugly, fun. As for who or what I think I am, I have no clue.

Now it's your turn readers, post a comment on this blog post telling who you are, who you think you are, and who you want to be. No names are required but wouldn't hurt nonetheless.

Endless haze of affection

You believed in moments not conceived,
You believed in me,
A patient in spirit,
Un-compromise,
Without us in your heart,
A light in your eyes that,
Ends all lies.

Vacant, broken,
Fell at the hands of time,
Those moments that I wouldn't see,
Cause you, you pray for me too,
To lift me off my feet,
Even when I have my bad days,
What have I done to deserve,
To deserve a friend like you.

What have I done to be worthy,
To keep your heart,
Endless haze of affection.

Please forgive this selfish question, but
What am I to say,
Every night before I bed,
She never told me once before,
Well might of told me truth before,
But never compromised,
I love you,
I love you.

But surely you'll feel the same way,
Alright, now it's time for me to let you know,
This Dr. Pepper taste good.

True Apathy

Look at me, aren't I keen,
on the precious means, than you have seen.

I loathe self pity, and swallow Honor,
Pick up the pen you fool, and make a difference....

Pun dents spew of their own success,
while the poverty lays a mess...
Apparently their words of not helping,
Humanity is diminishing by a blind man's stare...

Apathy is the hearts intent,
to take away of man's vent....
concerning problems that don't really matter....
and a country that hangs barely on the ladder...

I might be talking crazy, or maybe its just you,
I feel its time to start anew.
A new quest, not another jest,
Time to make the best,
Of the ruthless unrest....
that haunts this world....