LOCKED
IN A
LITTLE
TINY
SQUISHY
BOX

in a little tiny squishy box
     Houdini never faced more rigid locks
but if Houdini could escape each box
     I too can break the locks
                                   the blocks
                                   the spells

under a humungous rock
     a ten ton boulder wedged and stuck
in a padlocked cell
     my personal hell

hard to stave off despair
     believe finally I will reach air
                    will reach
                              more than air

                          don't care about empty air

love blue sky
     open fields

but need
                  need
                                    need
                                                      
     need to reach
                  need to touch
     need to get to
                  where I am heard
                  where my gifts
                                    are seen as gifts
                                    are opened
                  where my gifts feed and fuel
                  where they build and grow

but in a tiny squishy blackdark box
     padlocked in a cell with massive locks
this is not
                  not
                                    not

stuck under a ten ton rock

blocked by an avalanche
                  a roadblock

I am tired
     I despair
          I need sleep
               and more
                    I need to reach

                              someone who more than cares
                                   who can give a hand
                                        from the other side

                                             where reaching can
                                                  happen
                                                  touching can

                                              where I can
                                                       be who I
                                                            need to be
                                              someone who reaches
                                                      with her gifts                    

Elsa
Sept. 9, 2007
© copyright Elsa Schieder, 2007, all rights reserved

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Locked in a little tiny squishy box.
Under a ten ton rock.
Houdini never faced more rigid locks.
How break the spell, the personal hell?
Elsas spoken word rap poetry.

A dozen years ago,
I began to wake up
with word pieces -
words music, spoken word, songs -
in my head.
Escape velocity.
Echo of the echo.
Tank almost empty.
Can't cross the gap.
Welcome into my world.

WORDS MUSIC WORDS

Every time I'm going
into the words not knowing
what kind of thing I'm doing
what is this thing I'm making
what are these words creating

Words music, music words, rhythm beat,
spoken word, song,
words music, words beat,
rap poetry, indie alternative music,
trip hip unhip unzipped
whispered, shouted, sung.

What is this?
spoken word poetry?
indie alternative music words?
indie alternative words music?
performance art?
rap tap rhythm song?

Where do these words belong?
They don't follow song rules
so they can't be songs
Are some rap
with a rap beat?
Are some spoken word?
Some are to be sung -
country, trip hop, pop, folk, blues,
indie alternative music,
country folk, rock and roll, rap,
world beat, jazz, folk pop,
rhythm and blues.

rhythm beat strong
words to be spoken
words to be sung
words to be lived
moments

rhythm beat

What's cooking?
Whatever comes -
words alive
words strong
words music words music
rhythm beat
strong
movement
words moving
words shaping
words taking
words trying
     to catch life
     to catch moments
        moments like fireflies
          one moment bright
          next moment gone
words
words and rhythm
words to be spoken
words to be sung
words, sounds, music

words going on and on
like the beat of a drum
word pieces
piecing together moments

stronger
fainter
closer

and then
can't hear
they're gone

like moments

but
in word pieces
a shadow lives on

words music words

listen

Elsa's word pieces - moods, moments
words music, spoken word, song

Elsa
July 15, 2006
 © copyright - Elsa Schieder - 2007, all rights reserved

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