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Ode to a Brownie

2008-03-11T10:50:00.000-07:00

Ode to a Brownie

By: Brett Matthes

I love you my little brownie

So chocolatey and sweet

Your goodness flows right through me

From my head down to my feet

The chunckiness of your chips

The denseness of your cake

The moistness of your insides

My hunger you do slake

I eat you with great fervor

I consume you with much haste

I hold my hand beneath you

So your crumbs I do not waste

I love you my little brownie

And I say this from my core

I'll miss you forever now that you're gone

Oh wait, Matt brought more!

Inside Jokes

2008-03-11T10:47:00.000-07:00

Inside Jokes

By: Brett Matthes

You're such a good person

You always defend

The loser or underdog

Either enemy or friend

You have strong opinions

On how I should behave

On how I should dress

And how often I shave

You're such a good person

You don't like to mock

Not even the girl

Who calls it "The Iraq" and such as

I love who you are

You're kind of my hero

Even when Morty explains

How he knows it's not Coke Zero

So don't change a thing

You are so awesome

Love Hurts (yea yea)

2008-03-11T10:45:00.000-07:00

Love Hurts (yea yea)

By: Brett Matthes

I met you just last year

But I've known you all my life

Your love's carved into my heart

With a freshly sharpened knife

I love being near you

For your whisper soft touches

Your love lifts me high

Like a new set of crutches

We laugh and we talk

We're very good friends

I feel your love in my bones

Like a case of the bends

I love you my dear

With all of my might

I'll love you forever

Till I see the big white light

Awake

2006-12-07T22:46:00.000-08:00

Awake
By: Brett Matthes

Awake in bed again
The clock face says half past four
Why, oh why won't my mind let me sleep
I don't want to think about her anymore

I can't shake her image from my head
I can't stop thinking about her eyes
A green so perfect, so rich and dark
They flicker when she lies

The scent of her perfume is exquisite
It's got an immaculate bouquet
It makes my knees weak when she walks close to me
It pains me to walk away

It's over, it's done
We both knew that when I closed the door
So why can't I stop caressing her with my thoughts
I don't want to feel this way anymore

2006-09-27T23:19:00.000-07:00

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Internet blues

2006-09-21T17:14:00.000-07:00

The Internet Blues

By: Brett Matthes

I got a message on Gmail
Just the other day
HotChicArizona
Had something to say

She said she wanted to connect
I thought she meant at my place
She sent back a smiley
Turns out she meant at MySpace

“OIC,” I lamented
“LOL,” she replied
So I clicked on her picture
But my access was denied

So I surfed to eHarmony
To find some eLove
It found my perfect match
Well, maybe sort of

I clicked on the link
So I could see more
But it wasn’t to be
Error 404

So I downloaded some iTunes
Made a new CDRom
Did a quick search on Google
I guess I’ll try Match.com

Alone

2006-09-21T16:03:00.000-07:00

Alone

By: Brett Matthes

I’m single again
I’m all on my own
Nobody to greet
When I finally get home

I thought that I’d found
My one perfect mate
Never again would I need
To ask a girl on date

When I told her I loved her
The first time she cried
Then she said she loved me
Turns out that she lied

I called her all the time
When she was at school
But she rarely called me
I felt like a fool

When she graduated college
We got our own place
A really nice house
With plenty of space

It turns out that space
Wasn’t measured in feet
It was emotional distance
My discontent was complete

I was alone in the house
Even when she was there
I was alone in my love
She just didn’t care

So I’m single again
But don’t shed a tear
My girl didn’t leave
She was never really here

Winter Awakens

2006-03-11T08:54:00.000-08:00

Winter Awakens
By Brett Matthes

It was a dark, stormy night

Except, it was day
But the storm part is true
"Maybe T-storms," they say.

It was cold, it was wet
The skies were dark grey
They said it might last
Until morning Sunday

So I pulled on my sweats
I slipped on my scuffs
I grabbed my old jacket
All cool-weather stuff

Out on the dry porch
I sat in a chair
I listened to the rain
Enjoyed the damp morning air

Not a single dog barked
While the rain fell in sheets
No radios blared
These were rare treats

But as I watched the ground puddle
I was thinking one thing:
"Ok Mr. Winter,
"Now time for SPRING!"

All you need is love

2005-10-30T23:07:00.000-08:00

A wise man and poet once said "All you need is love."
I never knew what this meant before I met her
I thought "A person needs food, and water, and shelter."
"Nobody can survive on love alone."
But now I know what he meant.
You can be poor, you can be low
You can be sad or in pain
But all the thoughts of that fade
If only for a while
When you first realize you love her
And it happens again when you realize
She really does love you back.
The world looks crisper
The pain recedes
You forget your troubles.
I may not be a wise man
I may not be a poet
But what I do know for sure
Is that when that moment comes
All you need is love

Carly

2005-09-26T23:50:00.000-07:00

Carly

By: Brett Matthes

My girl is a mechanic

She likes jet planes and cars

She likes tacos and cop shows

And watching football in bars

She likes pliers and drivers

She has wire on spools

She's the top in the shop

And has her own set of tools

She knows fluids and solvents

She knows bolt designations

She knows motors and rotors

And rivet locations

She likes Country and Jazz

She likes Classic Rock

From Cheap Trick to Trick Pony

Keith Urban to Bach

My girl is a mechanic

She's every guys dream

A wrench swingin' hottie

Back off, she's with me

Pride or Resentment

2005-08-22T13:09:00.000-07:00

Is it pride or resentment?
Is it the desire to be right
Every time,
Or is it the knowledge that
You did it right the first time?
You make the right call
Yet you have to
Do it again anyway.
Your “discretion” doesn’t apply
Because it doesn’t match another’s decision
The color of your anger
Matches the color of your font.
You hate every minute of it
But what are the options,
Take a stand and lose?
Let it go and hurt somebody else?
In the end you acquiesce
Grit your teeth and wait
For the next one
That your “discretion” is wrong on
To piss you off again.

Lover's Ballet

2005-07-09T23:15:00.000-07:00

The Lover’s Ballet
By: Brett Matthes

A mischievous smile
A knowing touch
Unspoken words
That say so much

A whisper of perfume
The flash of a thigh
Enticing commands
Delivered through a sigh

The tingle of wine
A romantic potion
Clothing removed
In one fluid motion

Caught up in passion
Two bodies combine
The essence of lust
On which all wish to dine

Time comes to a stop
The world drifts away
For two souls immersed
In a lover’s ballet

The Deep Sleep

2005-07-09T23:14:00.000-07:00

The Deep Sleep
By: Brett Matthes

Floating away, free
In the endless void
All ties to my life
Utterly destroyed

My vision is infinite
My mind free to roam
Alone in the dark
So far from home

Is it a dream? Am I dead ?
How can I tell?
Was that the tone of the alarm
Or a mournful death knell?

I awake with a start
I let out my breath
I’m not sure what’s worse
Monday, or death.

Step Dad

2005-07-09T23:12:00.000-07:00

Step Dad
By: Brett Matthes

Through his words

I’ve discovered the past

Through his stoicism

I’ve discovered patience

Through his sorrow

I’ve discovered loss

Through his laughter

I’ve discovered humor

Through his anger

I’ve discovered rage

Through his actions

I’ve discovered love

Through his eyes

I’ve discovered myself

Everything I am

Everything I’ll be

Came from the man I call my dad

Gil

The Big G

Happy Mothers Day

2005-07-09T23:09:00.000-07:00

Happy Mothers Day
By: Brett Matthes

In all the varied stories
Of all the varied moms
It's few and far between
That a good one comes along

Instead you hear of cold moms
Of moms that just don't care
That would rather worry about their nails
Or the color of their hair

But when I talk about my mom
I can tell a different tale
Compared to the woman that gave me life
All other mothers pale

In my life I've never met
A person that would do
All the things my mother's done
For me, and my brother too

She shares her house without complain
She always gives us cash
She’ll let us use her paradise
For a weekend poolside bash

Every day she teaches us
How to be much better men
She teaches us to save our dough
And have some fiscal discipline

But most of all she teaches us
To above all else be true
To chase our dreams and follow our hearts
She’ll love us no matter what we do

So when they call us Mama's boys
Our eyes just get a glint
Because what they just don't realize
To us, that's a compliment

Happy Mothers Day mom, we love you

Barbeque Woes

2005-07-09T23:06:00.000-07:00

Barbeque Woes
By: Brett Matthes

I remember it well
That long ago night
My lady was home
From a cross country flight

"I know," said I
"Just what we should do
"Have a cook-out at mom's
"A nice Barbeque"

"With family and friends
"We'll have a great time
"It'll all be on me
"It won't cost them a dime"

So we bought lots of food
For appetites sake
We even remembered
To pick up a cake

Fresh batt's for the lights
To stick on the poles
We put the umbrella's
Down into their holes

The daylight was waning
The temperature right
It had all the fixings
Of a sit-outside night

The guests all arrived
With the sun still aloft
Bonnie only called once
(She always gets lost)

The men sat around talking
John had a smoke
Carmello made us laugh
With a nicely timed joke

The night was in swing
The food set to fry
But where were the girls?
Inside watching Ty!

Don't eat the Lettuce

2005-07-09T23:02:00.000-07:00

Dont Eat the Lettuce
By: Brett Matthes

Lettuce is bad
In so many ways
For one thing, it's green
And you know what that says?

It says that it grows
Right out of the ground
Which means you can find it
In a gritty dirt mound

Now when I think of the ground,
I don't know about you
I don't see a food tray
I see where pets poo

If you ponder on this
I think you will see
What you put on your taco
Grew in animal pee!

The story of the salad
Began as a gaff
A man fed some to his in-laws
To get a big laugh

The tradition caught on
It got out of control
Now you can't dine
Without a big leafy bowl

And now here we are
And I hope you will hear us
What ever you do
DON'T EAT THE LETTUCE