Thursday, June 4, 2009

Music Makes Me Real




Music makes me real
I write because I must
I sing to unlock the gates from within
to feel the hand of trust

If music was not a part of me
I would cease to be free
For everything that I love has song around it and within it
From my lover's echoing voice, to a child making his first grown-up choice

Oh music be my light and shine for me every day that I write
You are my hero, the savior of my soul
I bask in your delight

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

Beauty on the surface



Beauty on the surface 
it passes and fades 
While the beauty of life within,
grows with magnificent complexity; 
beyond a counted amount.

AA

Monday, June 1, 2009

Upper Crust


Recently I have been introduced to the upper crust of America and this is what I have to say....

Don't be Fortune's Fool.
Fill Your Heart with Love not Vanity.


xx AA


Thursday, May 21, 2009

Slavery within




Abolish slavery from within.

For only then can happiness live.


AA

Thursday, April 16, 2009

emptiness and loneliness


a poem I wrote...

Emptiness and loneliness are friends
They hold each others hand in the rain
Sometimes they’re even called the same
Why do they make me feel so distant and bound
All while busy without a sound

- Alisa Apps

Monday, April 13, 2009

Who are you?

Who are you?
….I am raw authenticity with a sexy glance
No fake glossy bullshit – the world is obese with it.

Sunday, April 12, 2009

CHURCH - Easter day



Church is not a place or a building.
You dont have to go there to be there.
Church is a part of you; its who you are.