Biography of Cody Moore
I love the sound the wind makes through my hair.
I love the sound the wind makes through my hair. As a child I watched and learned. I sucked up all the things my little eyes could see. No one told me you can't drink a tree or sit on a cloud. My father allowed reality to reach me very slowly. By the time I learned what was real and what was fantasy I already commanded the fantasy world in my mind. I did not have it the best I was far from rich and close to poor. The nice thing about not having all the money in the world is that you learn to use your mind to entertain you. trees become dragons and sticks become swords. I have always thought to much so I am told. I have traveled the world and sucked up everything I could. I am very happy with life as a whole. I am not morose as my poetry would suggest but just the opposite. I am in College now to become a high school teacher. As you can guess from my spelling and grammar it is not English I will be teaching. History and poli-si. I hope to take a new generation of children and not change who they are but open there minds to the world around them. Biographies always sound a little presumptuous. I presume that I am worth the few minutes that is took out fo your life to read this.
Cody Moore Poems
The Forest Through The Trees
To my friend who wishes To sleep for ever more We are the forest But through the trees
A Head Ache
I can feel you behind my eyes Your flames like needles You’re in my head this I know You poke and prod with sharp claws
The Pain Of Being Me.
I sit here with great mental anguish, Acidic thoughts in my mind languish
What More Can I Give You?
What more can I give you In the dark nights I find peace I can not see what is left of me
I Morn For The Loss That Was Never Mine ...
I sit in my empty house, walls mocking me. I sit with an empty heart, love mocking me
Things That Are And Are Not But Yet Are.
The dust caught in the sun beam The sound of a cat breathing The smell of Tranquility The warmth of a fragrance
Flavor My Fantasies
Pepper my dreams and flavor my fantasies In my realm of sleep You dance so carelessly
The Last Moment
If a bullet were to find me In its mid flight I shall join my brethren In there everlasting night
The Temptation Of The Flesh And Heaven R...
The temptation of the flesh and heaven revealed, I woke this morning to see that the devil was in my bed Oh what big breast you have Lucifer
I can feel the demons at my side Unseen but not unfelt, they tear at me As dogs tear at raw meat so is my soul Pain ravishes my body
Trees in the distance With leaves twisting in the wind Reflecting the sun The leaves look like silent static
Despair seeps into my soul Like a water logged tree I sink to the depths of humanity Darkness is ultimate and whole
All day you talk and nothing said Your noise you make is a drum to my head Ear plugs do nothing to stop Your noise turned rancid as a dirty mop
Softly as the wind blows A whistling can be heard A sound like time crying A sound so mournful
Why do people breath
why do people think
why do people talk
why do poeple exist
why do people hurt
why do I hurt
why do I exist
why do I brethe
why do I think
why do I talk
Maybe someday when
it all stops
I will know the answer to
all the whys