Saturday, May 26, 2012

Quote of the day

If I cry myself to sleep; will the pain go away? If I scream out all my voice; will the hurt go away? If I.. Why is it that I'm only stuck at ' If I '? Why don't I have more than that? I did cry myself to sleep. I didn't scream out loud, but inside my head it echoed from wall to wall. If I die tmrw; I think I might be content, for I wouldn't be living with guilt, pain or hurt. I'd be dead. 

Friday, May 25, 2012

"Woman" - By Carroll Bryant

We can look to a rainbow just to find lost dreams
We can look to a shooting star that carries not a meaning
We can look to a heart that’s hurting from a pain so true
When in truth, it’s all disconcerting
I would rather be looking at you

You’re the kind of woman that can cause a war
Falling through the floor of illusions
Walking through the door of tomorrow
You’re the kind of woman who can kill with just a stare
Leaving me bare and in confusion
Lighting all the fires in my soul

My sorrow shows every time you go

There are really no answers to what lies in between
There is really no purpose for us that we can find anything
There is only justice of the heart and everything that is real
Then in truth we discover exactly nothing
Or maybe the way we truly feel

You’re the kind of woman that can pick and choose
You got the moment waiting
Standing there like a ruse
You’re the kind of woman who can thrill with just a smile
Leading me to eternal mourning
Snuffing out the love-light in my eyes

My sorrow shows every time you cry

Do you want me to beg for you?
Tussle you?
Knock you to the ground?

Do you want me to fornicate?
Suffocate?
Or make some kind of sound?

I can’t read your mind as well as I can read mine
You’re not an open book at all
How hard do you want me to hit when I fall?

You’re the kind of woman who can get me every time
Pull me out of the morning shadows
Throw me back into time
You’re the kind of woman that can pillar inside the lines
Leave them wanting more of never
Cast away the demons from my life

My sorrow shows every time I try

Quote of the day

Love and Hate are two words of my fate.

I believe I can fly

This poem has a double meaning. Try figuring it out.


I believe I can fly.
I believe I can touch the sky.
For all the rainbows and all the pain,
The waterfalls and the many rains.
I've been through all the storms
Climbing higher than I could.
I stand upon every accusation 
Every lie,
I always believed I could fly.
I spread my wings and soar 
High up in the sky.
Crossing paths with many angels 
And devils.
I believe I can fly.
And I did after the storms 
I lasted through.
Through all the pain and hurt 
I knew;
I found my solace of love
Somewhere near.
I believe I can fly.
I never came to win the game
But more to show off my wings.
I believe I can fly,
And I also touched the sky.
When it came time to land
I did with grace
That no one could ever degrade.
I flew till my pain, my sorrow 
And hurt,
Washed by the rains,
Pulled by the rainbows,
And pushed by the winds,
Flew away.
Cuz then I knew
I could fly.
I always did believe I could fly;
And I touched the sky.
Without anyone there to help
I flew.
I believe I can fly. 

Thursday, May 24, 2012

Carroll's DVD Review Elvis Edition #6

CHARRO


It's Elvis playing a cowboy. And not very well, I'm afraid. Even though this movie co-stars Victor French and Ina Balin, it's still a kerplunk for and Elvis flick. I know he tried hard in this one, meaning he doesn't break out and start singing, but the script is flat, the props are flat, the acting? ... Flat!

Jess Wade (Elvis) is innocently accused of having stolen a cannon from the Mexican revolutionary forces. He tries to find the real culprits, a gang of criminals.

If you haven't seen an Elvis flick yet, do not, I repeat, do not make this your first one. You'll be turned off. This is for the die-hard fans like myself.

My rating? ... 3 stars at the very, very, very best. (But I like it because I am a die-hard fan) LOL



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CHANGE OF HABIT

Like Charro, this is a 1969 release. Unlike Charro, it's pretty good. (To a point) Teaming up with the young and very beautiful, Mary Tyler-Moore, this is about as "ghetto" as you will ever see Elvis. Sure, he sings a song or two, but they are well placed. Obviously, this was the last movie Elvis ever did. It almost wasn't. He was offered the lead male role in the movie "A Star Is Born" with Barbara Striesand however, his manager turned it down because he wanted Elvis to get top billing. As for Elvis, he didn't care about that, he really wanted that part. (Which ended up going to Kris Kristofferson)

Only a few songs as Elvis plays it straight as Dr John Carpenter. Mary Tyler Moore stars opposite as an incognito nun with a mission to help Dr Elvis clean up the ghetto he lives in. Can the King compete against God for Mary's heart? He can if anyone can.

This would make a good first time Elvis movie to watch. If you haven't seen an Elvis film yet. You have seen one, right? You haven't? Really? What the freak?

My rating ... let's go and give this one a cool 7 stars. Better yet, make it 7 and a half stars because of Mary Tyler-Moore.


Love Hate Poetry

Carroll Bryant