Archive for March, 2011

Slang the Dang Thing

Posted in Poetry in Motion, Writings with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , on March 20, 2011 by heartcomplex

Let me start off by saying I know fo sho that there is literally hundreds of regional slang words, but there only a couple I find myself using on a daily. I was born and raised in Ukiah, California there for I find myself speaking with a Northern Cali tongue. Growing up I learned most of my slang from my peers, watching MTV and listening to rap music. However as I have grown up so has my vocabulary. Although I do not partake in much of the slang of my youth I still find some slang has stuck with me. Slang such as: word, hella, stoked and bro. of course this lingo mainly comes out when I’m in the company of friends, and is restricted greatly while in the work place.

My favorite of all these slang words would have to be “word.” If I was to define “word” the definition would be as follows: to agree with, to understand, to accept and it also can be used in a greeting. For example about a week ago my bro Chad called me and said “hey were going to go San Francisco to play a show this Friday you want to come?” I then respond with “Word bro, I’d be Hella stoked to go.” It’s funny to me because it made absolute sense and it did to Chad as well. As a matter of fact I he responded with “stoked your rolling with us bro.” Until this project I never realized how much slang has defined my language, my culture and my generation.

Although there are some words I deem acceptable there are others that make me say OMG, and then I LOL because some one told me they would BRB. I don’t know if acronyms can be classified as slang or if texting is a new language all on its own, but I do know that I cant stand to hear people recite it. There is truly nothing worse then sitting out at diner and hearing someone say “OMG really!” It makes me wonder are we getting smarter or more stupider..(LOL) Well you get the point. Regardless no matter how you look at it slang is here to stay. It may change or evolve generation to generation based on the influences and icons of the time, but the fact still remains the same slang is a part of our language and will always be. Lets just hope that text slang doesn’t become a predominate part of the English language and I will be hella stoked.

Give, Give, Give.

Posted in Get Up, Stand Up, Love Poems, Poetry in Motion with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on March 14, 2011 by heartcomplex

Give, Give, Give.

By Tim S Poma

Optimistic and positive,
Is the way I choose to live.
By overcoming every man made obstacle,
We can see what it is that is truly possible.
We have all been blessed to wear this flesh,
But for granted we make it when we don’t think limitless.
In being a human we all have so much to bring,
When we don’t title ourselves and do good for the good of all beings.
There is so much love in the world in which we live.
When we separate our minds from our wallet and give, give, give.
We also liberate our hearts and create experiences that are positive
So open up your mind and your wallet and lets create a new reason to live
For the way I choose to live is optimistic and positive
Because I got a lot, a lot, a lot of love to give, give, give.

Deep breath

Posted in Get Up, Stand Up, Love Poems, Poetry in Motion with tags , , , , , , , , , on March 14, 2011 by heartcomplex

Deep breath

By Tim S Poma And Jeff Walker

I take a deep breath,
Like it my last one left.
Looking for some connectivity,
Searching for a little continuity.
I exhale and begin to breathe,
Looking for things that remain unseen.
My mind it still plays tricks on me,
I can’t believe what my eyes have seen,
Is this really reality or just a dream?
Light leaves my heart warm and bright,
As my mind fills my lungs with stage fright.
So I can not move or change gears,
Based on all these artificial fears.
As the tears fall from outer space,
I can’t remember the look on your face.
Lost and displaced in this distant place,
Still Hoping for the trump of the ace.
I exhale and take a deep breath once more,
Reminded of time I spent on those calming shores.
Still Looking for waves to break these castle walls,
Hoping for a mutiny so these curtains will fall.
Looking for the breath to give me some courage,
As the news men constantly will discourage,
Any insurgency that is needed so urgently,
For us to be able to take a deep breathe and breath so freely

All we will ever need

Posted in Get Up, Stand Up, Love Poems, Poetry in Motion with tags , , , , , , , , on March 14, 2011 by heartcomplex

made by Tim S Poma

All we will ever need

By Tim Scott Poma

Don’t let the fear become our demise.
See there is beauty right in front of your eyes.
We need to see that we are not separate, indeed.
Furthermore we already have every thing we need.
In our veins there is blood like love that bleeds,
And in our eyes are the tears that fall when we cry.
As we succumbed to our fears we never really realize,
So afraid of dyeing that we bow our heads in shame,
So fearful that the cards have been stacked in a different name.
In the name of all fear that we hold in our hearts,
In the name of the evil that always plays its part,
But don’t be ashamed for the fear that fills you up.
Find something good and honest to live for and lets all erupt.
For my cup runtih over and I have not a thing,
But the love for and from my friends, family and angels that sing.
For they are the direction and reason for this new love connection,
Hear it in your heart and let this love start.
Delete the viruses that consumes us in fear and greed,
And see that the love we have is all we will ever need.

LOVEable

Posted in Love Poems, Poetry in Motion with tags , , , , , , , , , , on March 14, 2011 by heartcomplex

LOVEable

By Tim Scott Poma

Love is tangible and invisible,
It is incredible and hospitable,
Uncontrollable and totally achievable,
But not if we pretend that it is unattainable.
Love is the light and heat of the unimaginable.
It is the smokeless fire that is deemed by some unacceptable,
But I tell you this we are the only ones who are liable,
So don’t let your love or yourself be unapproachable,
And we surly should never let this love become unbelievable.
Its time to see that this love we speak of is conceivable.
Pure as light and something that needs to be comprehensible,
So look to yourself to see what is biodegradable,
And see that we are all in this together and we were made biocompatible.
Our actions tangible and this love I mention is totally bridgeable,
But we have to first forgive our self’s and allow ourselves to be changeable.
For a concrete mind is totally inarguable and imperviable,
But the open-minded ones like you and I are the atonable,
For this love is tangible, obtainable and foreseeable,
So let this love in and see that we are all worthy and oh so lovable.

Spread the love ya’ll
It starts with you and I
Because we can only do it togheter
Spread this love and be so clever
Use only what you have
Do not see what you have not
All of us a wealth of talent
In the gifts that we have got
Use your ability’s to split the red sea
And then and only then will this love it mend
Share, what you have not what you have not
Keep on trying and never let them shake your love from this spot

Weekly Photo Challenge: Shadow

Posted in Poetry in Motion, Weekly Photo Challenge with tags , , , , , , , , on March 9, 2011 by heartcomplex

I already posted a photo yesterday day but after walking around all day i thought to myself what photos do i already have that involves shadows? well here they are….. all photos taken by Tim Scott Poma Photography. enjoy and feel free to critique or comment thanks

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Weekly Photo Challenge: Shadow

Posted in Poetry in Motion, Weekly Photo Challenge with tags , , , , , , on March 9, 2011 by heartcomplex

Tim Scott Poma photography

Shadow Games

By Tim S Poma

The shadows sat silently in the dark corner,
Tightly clinching a lit cigarette.
The night began to fall, the sun began to wave,
As if to say good-bye to another useful day.
The dark figure grew bigger and bigger.
With every deep breathe a bright red glow,
Followed by a deep sigh and a cloud of smoke.
Till the bright red cherry soon fell amongst the shadows,
Until the shadows became one and were all around,
But you couldn’t hear them they made not a sound.
The shadows played and bounced from wall to wall,
Some of them lied in the streets and looked like a ball,
But the closest one to the rise of the sun stood tall and said,
Prepare your self’s cause soon we will fade and be dead.
They all rushed around as the sky began to open,
Just then the sun reached around a cloud and came in focus.
Till the tip of the sun reached the peak of the town,
And every shadow was no where to be found.
Because we let the light of our hearts and our soul shine,
So that our love could devour the shadows of this time.