Steven Morris• Show poetry

      I went back to my original author pic because it makes me smile. This is my lil niece and I right after she was born in the hospital. She's just adorable and always brings a smile to my face.  


      I'm all about extreme sports, motorcycles.. pretty much anything that will kill me faster lol. Here's a pic of my bike before it got run over... with me on it *snarls*

                            

       
       I'm an animal lover also, have about a million strays that I've raised on bottles lol. Here's a pic of my cat (Merlyn) and my dog (Sydney)... And even a few of my feral nephew that I also raised on a bottle *smirk* The pics on the left of the collage are : Top Left- Me feeding Merlyn with a tiny bottle when he was a squinch, Bottom Left- A maturing young merlyn the magic cat, The others are all shots of my nephew. I was very young in the picture you see there... those were the good ol' days lol. I believe in these pics I was on tour with Vans Shoes and on a break in between demos. Soaked up all the family time I could before heading off to travel again.

       Oh yeah! The pic in the middle is my nephew's first steps, and the one beside it is him with my glow-worm from when I was squirt.


                     


                  


        A pic of me as a squirt * *

             
             

        I love art and am in to tattoos also. I promised someone I'd post this pic of my last right after I got it. You can still see me bleeding and the tape marks from the bandages on my back lol. You can tell in which pic I hadn't been surfing in a bit, and which I had lol Enjoy!  


                 

         That's about it for me lol. Check out my family below... they're more interesting  


          Shari is a gem. She's always caring, and there for anyone when they need someone. Show her much love and respect... she deserves it for putting up with me lol.
     
       AP Wife: Evil Faerie- Shari  
       allpoetry.com/poets/xEvilxxFaeriex

       I've been blessed with 6 delighful daughters, and a son! Whoever came up with the nine month pregnancy thing must've been nuts because these rugrats just went from conceieved to poets lol. They're wonderful poets, and just sweeties in general, so go show'em some love. And for all you boys out there, I'm watchin you! Be good to my girls! cleaning the shotgun, cleaning the shotgun

        Daughter: BlackNailedDoll- Chelsi  
        allpoetry.com/poet/blacknaileddoll
       
        Daughter: Tastetheapathy- Emiley  
        allpoetry.com/poet/tastetheapathy
       
        Daughter: AnotherFace- Steffi  
        allpoetry.com/poet/AnotherFace
       
        Daughter: ReleaseTheDogs- Ashley  
        allpoetry.com/poet/ReleaseTheDogs
       
        Daughter: Beebee2003 - Beth
        allpoetry.com/Poets/beebee2003
       
        Daughter: Stargazer7- Shelby
        allpoetry.com/Poets/Stargazer7

       I've also recently aquired two sons.. God I need to wear protection lol. One is a teacher here on AP, so if you're in need of help with you're writing you know where to look. The other is just a great poet in general and is open to any questions you may have.

        Son: Claide (Also a teacher here on AP)
        allpoetry.com/poets/Claide
       
        Son: Parkway
        allpoetry.com/poets/parkway
       

       I'd also like to introduce, many of you already know her, my delighfully demented friend Sock (Kayla)...call her sock or she'll hit you with a cod. Nods She's a fabulous poet and great friend. Check her out, and again, show some love.

        Friend: KissMySock- Kayla
        allpoetry.com/poet/kissmysock
 
       I'm changin up the author page because I'm not feeling or writing all that spiritually at the present time, and I'm not trying to seem like a hypocrite by what I write in my poems as opposed to what's written on my author page.

                                                                                                         
                                                                             


        A few lines from one of my favorite songs
             
             "In the corner
              Beside my window
              Hangs a lonely photograph"
             
             "There is no reason
              I'd never notice it
              Memory that could hold me back"
           
             "There is a wound that's always bleeding
              There is a road I'm always walking
              And I know you'll never return to this place"
               
              -Opeth

        Another of my favorites
           
              "Found you there
               In the blink of an eye
               I miss you
               Turned away
               Into a thousand dreams
               Found out what they mean"
               
               "Lost you there
               In a moment of truth
               I trust you
               Gave away
               My one and only heart
               A gift to tear apart"
             
               "Weak and out
               Drawing fluid from me
               You kill me
               I'm not afraid
               What you had to start
               What you've just become"
             
               -Opeth

               The Greatest Band on Earth


       



       Another short verse from a great band
                                           
              "God is dead
               And no one cares
               If there is a Hell
               I'll see you there"
             
               -Nine Inch Nails
               
       One more from NIN, a song I can relate to
         
               "I
                Hurt myself today  
                To see if I still feel
                I
                Focus on the pain
                The only thing that's real

                The needle tears a hole
                That old familiar sting
                Try to kill it all away
                But I remember everything

                What have I become
                My sweetest friend
                Everyone I know
                Goes away in the end

                You can have it all
                My empire of dirt
                I will let you down
                I will make you hurt

                I wear this crown of shit
                Upon my liars chair
                Full of broken thoughts
                That I cannot repair

                Beneath the stains of time
                The feelings disappear
                You are someone else
                I am still right here

                If I could start again
                A million miles away
                I would keep myself
                I would find a way

                What have I become
                My sweetest friend
                Everyone I know
                Goes away in the end

                You can have it all
                My empire of dirt
                I will let you down
                I will make you hurt"
               
                NIN- Hurt        
       
       Certain people and forces in my life are determined to destroy it, and any good that might come or may have already come of it. A lot of my writing lately has been reflecting how I'm coping with that....which isn't all that well I guess. 


        Anywho.. I was recently in a crazy, daredevil motorcycle accident that's left me in pretty bad shape physically... and mentally I suppose because my brain decided to fight the pavement.. and well.. the pavement won as you probably suspected. My friends and fellow Moderators, Annd and Touchof1der, (Both just sweeties and quite attractive if I may be so bold.. which I may because this is my page! * * ner ner ner ner!) put together a contest while I've been in the hospital getting patched up. Please check it out, it means a lot to me... oh yeah.. and... THANK YOU ANN AND KIMBERLY!!!!

        allpoetry.com/contest/1597409/all=1#

       



       By the way, if you're new here on the site and need to know how to make all the little faces and what not, emoticons, here's the link.
               
                allpoetry.com/Column/306041



           

       Poetry melts in your mind, not in your mouth.