poem – Studio CreatiV: The Writings and poetry of Dustin Plank

The Machines

Whirring Moving and “thinking” The machines are taking over Taking our jobs Our creativity Leaving us with nothing Except bitter tears Flying Targeting The machines are at war Killing the innocent Destroying happy memories Leaving nothing Again Where people once stood Rising Gnashing metal teeth The machines are taking over Disarming us Taking our powerContinue reading “The Machines”

How long it’s been

How long it’s been Since I saw you. I used to look forward to you, Now I dread seeing you. I blocked all ties to you From my mind, My heart, My contacts And my social media. Your last words, “Kiss my ass, boy” A reminder of what I meant to you. I was nothingContinue reading “How long it’s been”

Gotta go back to work

Gotta go back to work Gotta make the money Gotta go back to work Gotta gather more’a that honey Been a little too long Bank’s been gathering dust Wasn’t long ago I was in a bust Have to make the money What lil there is to make Gotta look for new work Gotta find aContinue reading “Gotta go back to work”

Back to the start (+update on where I am at the moment)

When I began There was a part That wanted to give up And go back to the start That was then And as of now I know it’s better To follow the heart Been awhile! Sorry for the lack of updates. I been everywhere except here and I apologize. Getting ready to return to workContinue reading “Back to the start (+update on where I am at the moment)”

Elon Khan (aka “the Flim Flam Kid”)

WARNING!!: Rough and foul language ahead His daddy ran a gem mine With slaves who gave blood So they could drink wine He bought his fame Using Daddy’s slave money To bolster his name. Now he thinks he’s tall Standing on a mountain so frail It has to fall. But he don’t care, Waves hisContinue reading “Elon Khan (aka “the Flim Flam Kid”)”

Comfort

Some feel it near the sea Or while sailing in it Some feel it camping in the woods Or simply walking through. Me? I feel the sensation When I am in my home Among familiar places and things That feeling is known as Comfort

Glide on, Dark Knight

Glide on, Dark Knight Your trials are over. No threats in the shadows Nothing more to fight Your rest has been earned, You’ve won the night. Now that the struggle’s won And the threat is gone Go away darkness, Here comes the dawn! Rest In Peace and in Power, Kevin Conroy. Our Batman.

Ghoulies…

Ghoulies… Ghosties… Demons of the night… Dear Lord, protect us! It’s Halloween here. Started giving candy at 5pm, and by 6:20 I had run out! Got dressed for the occasion as well… tried to go for a Shinobi butler kind of look… Did I pull it off? I hope so. Till next time, everyone!!

In the night

In the night Fears become real In the darkness Things echo In the dim Shadows frighten In the black Time crawls. In the dawn We wake And wonder; What were we afraid of?

Vigor + an update on my recovery

Vigor Will Drive The will to survive However you label it, It’s what keeps us going. We all have our reasons to keep on keeping on Mine? Family Creativity My duty to both keeps me going. ~I haven’t been on for a while, so consider this a post and an update on how I beenContinue reading “Vigor + an update on my recovery”