15-Minute Workout (3/22/2010) - NEW POEM

Good night, morning, etc.-

I'm up late, and I'm posting another 15-minute workout. Again, this is just me freestyling onto paper within 15 minutes. No focus was there when I started, so the words came out as they did.

I'm still at work on the book and not to mention still getting the new residence in order, so thanks for hanging in there with me through it all. Let me know what you think of the work, past or present. Drop me a line or two. Until next time - peace!

15-Minute Workout - Part Two

Working out in the late night
Hoping that the words come out right
Not taking time to process
So let the words come outright
And forthright
Besides, it’s just the way that I write
Saying what I need to say
With my own twist of insight
And on the inside
I’m still trying to understand the forces against me
Why not show some love?
Rather you hate – you force this against me
Making me cheek-swap
Waiting for the next blow
You await my reaction
Front row at the next show
Featuring me as if I were Truman Burbank
With my life as the main attraction
But that’s more than I’m willing to carry
With no desire to quench your satisfaction
Your attraction
To my downfall disturbs me
As a matter of fact it hurts me
Unsettles and unnerves me
You’ve heard me
My words are genuine imperfections
Broken down into sections
Exposed for the entire world’s inspection
Providing all of the flaws to dissect
Always giving my best
Expect nothing less
And still people around me substitute loving for loathing
Confusing me beyond belief
Wondering what high horse they rode in
Judging me and assessing
Belittling the time that I’m investing
Waking me up before the dream is realized
Which is why, to them, I close my eyes
And stay focused on the high thoughts
Knowing that I have to believe in my thoughts
Paying little regard to the naysayers
Remaining on a full tank of love
Despite the trials, I can’t hate haters
Contradictory to the “eye for an eye” theory
I plan to see clearly
Allowing them to do the same
So in my time of success they can still see me
And possibly strive to be me
No, no, no – I’m not at all the prototype
My drive can only exemplify
Never claimed to get it all right
But I find myself staying up all night
Looking at clocks reading three oh oh
Pulling out all stops
Doing what people said “No” to me about
Over and over, non-stop, a long time ago
And I write without ceasing
Creative juices releasing
Working it all out in fifteen-minutes or less
Aiming to become the number two with one less
Never slowing down
Revealing the pains and spoils of success
As of this last line, all of my thoughts are showing now…

-W.A. Gordon

15-Minute Workout (3/8/2010) - NEW POEM

Good Evening, Everyone-

It's been waaaaaaay too long since I dropped a post on here and let you know the progress of the book. Life has been busy as usual for me, so much in fact that I actually had to slow down book production, marketing, and etcetera to take care if some things. Among those things is me moving (FINALLY) and also going to the dentist (NO FUN).

So today, I came up with an idea to get things up and running again on the blog and to keep you reading and interested (I hope ;-) LOL). Just to keep my mind flowing, I am going to start posting what I call 15-Minute Workouts. 15-Minute Workouts will simply be me writing as much as I can within a 15-minute period. When the time stops, I stop - just that simple. Funny thing is, believe it or not, most of my writing has been done in similar time frames, with minimal editing, so this is nothing short of me freestyling on paper (or screen in this case).

Even though it is a free drop of thoughts, I still want your opinion, feedback, or ANYTHING that you want to tell me about this piece or my writing. Everything helps.

Enjoy...and be on the lookout for book release news and more posts!

15-Minute Workout – Part One

I’m on my 15-minute workout
Got a lot to work out
Put back in order
Amidst the chaotic state
And the chaotic states
That unrest is the way to go
But that’s not how the new me aims to flow
It’s a shame to know
That I once did the dirty things
Attracted to whatever, whenever
Drawn to the flirty things
Letting desire grow
And now I stand more mature to know
More cautious as to what I touch
What seemeth to be a good thing is only for show
And I know for sure
That you live and learn
The next page’ll turn
And so begins the next chapter
We live here in the day after
Not knowing what to expect next
Crying tears followed by roaring laughter after
Shooting out faster than black panthers after attackers
So much to read from my auto-biography
People find me hard to read
Compelling people to ask what’s up with me
I thank them for their empathy
But just realize that it’s just the depth of me
I am a thinker’s thinker seeing he-say, she-say, and the truth
My perspectives never less than three
Conflict even less in me
See, before I was once all over
Scattered from place to place
But now I see a new man when the mirror reflects my face
Showing someone once broken
But now my heart’s spoken
Having seen the ugly, bad, and good
Stretched from suburbia to any and all hoods
Feeling the joys and pleasures
Even the pain is measured
Making me more grateful
My gratitude skyrocketed
Increasing love subsides possibilities of being hateful
Resent and ill-will no longer pocketed
Loosing myself of the things that hold me down
Keeping me weighted
For so long I’ve waited
To be released of the things that matter less and less
On my quest for success
Seeking release from the stress
Reaching out with everything I have left
Before I am completely drained
Using my powers for good rather than otherwise
Worrying about my own work
With no regard for other eyes
Knowing that my private work will increase to greater things
Exposed to public view, in time
Freezing my space in time
In this space and time I know that I’m imperfect
But I work to be better continually
With no regrets, recognizing that the journey alone makes it worth it

-W.A. Gordon