Poem 1982
Have you ever stopped to wonder…
Or tried to figure out???
Why are we really here?
And what is it all about?
Searching for a purpose
We looked up to the sky.
We found that truth was not out there
But buried deep inside.
So clear away the rubble and
Junk that is in your mind
You will find the treasures of the
Universe have been there all the time.
So give it to the needy
And give it to the poor
The more you give, the more you’ll find
There always will be more…
The other side of the rainbow
Changes dance before my eyes
moving swiftly through the skies.
Taking my breath telling me lies...
blue and white soothes my soul
green and yellows turn to gold.
Cresting violet mountains soar
rainbow waterfalls hit the floor
red, red roses give me more
so I can show you how to flow
like the colors of our shared rainbow
Spinning on a color wheel
like a child without fear.
Brightness shines right though my heart
designing defenses tear us apart.
Let me light the way for you,
changes come so don't feel blue
choose what color you want to be
so you can melt and form with me.
A SONG FOR MY OLD MAN
Sunrise and we’ll never know
Sunsets the place and should we all go?
This was the path that I thought would be right
this was the dream I was dreaming tonight
You seemed like the man that could answer my dreams
I thought that you would follow all of my crazy schemes
Where did we go and how far did we get?
Thousands of miles, dozens of times
Risking it all just to save our own minds.
Never a turn back, save us all no regrets, leaving my heart for no one forgets.
Sunrise and we’ll never know
sunsets the place and should we go
This was the path that I thought would be right
this was the dream I was dreaming tonight
Now I have captured the hope that I’d lost. Dreaming the dream that I thought came with cost. Only to find the risk it is real. For the first spark of love, seems oh so unreal. You got my heart caught up in a cage but I like being sedate caught up in your cave.
Sunrise and we’ll never know
sunsets the place and should we all go
This was the path that I thought would be right
this was the dream I was dreaming tonight
So wistful and wooly looking back on our plan. You were always my hero a striking young man. The mirror it lies every morning I wake for the girl in its reflection was was always yours to take.
The Windowsill in Rome
I’m sinking
Didn’t mean to escalate
Its just the words driving my sense of solitude
I remember the windowsill in Rome
I was ready to decide
But my brother was there
It would have be to hard to Leave it there
There have been those times
As we all have shared
If you haven’t ….
Check you thoughts again - search desperation
The best decisions
are to let the painter know
Best outcome comes from listening
Please just hear me…..
HUNGER DREAMS
It awakens me from dreams that seem so real
but they couldn't be
Shouldn't be
Das ist verboten
Where have the good dreams gone?
Color on the canvas will feed my hunger
Wine and watercolor will quench my thirst
Work so hard, become so tired
Best to try for another night of dreams
Let them be real
It’s funny how some sounds sights, and smells can evoke such emotions in us.
They take us back to a time that was unforgettable, a time that was marked or written into our memories.
We all experience this.
The smell of lavender, the sound of a waterfall or
if lucky witnessing the northern lights a triumph in all its glory.
BULLY
Kick me
I Fall
Shake me
I quake
Curse me
I fear
Bend me
I break
See me
I'm real
Hold me
I'm warm
Speak to me
I hear
NOW BRACE FOR THE STORM
Caul
Born with a veil
They say “Lucky”
Where is my shield?
I always felt something missing
Maybe mother sold it to a sea captain
To protect his ship
I want it back
Damn the ship
Protectress of the seas
Return to me
I have little time for trifleness
Work at it, work at it, spread your seed
Open the trunk
Store the dirty secrets
Full steam ahead
The next life will carry you further
Success, favor, beauty
Worth the sacrifice?
Does anyone really know what sacrifice is?
What about innocence?
We all lose it…
Some soft, some harsh, some don’t survive the theft, some forgive and grow
Use the trunk
It may be where the captain stored the veil.
Thoughts and Musings
Ponder
"I've never liked living an a box. In fact, I've always found myself climbing out of the box.
I've also always colored outside of the lines, but when I did, it always turned out beautiful.
I think it's a good way to approach life. Don't be confined, create beautiful solutions!"
Notes for new parents
So true it goes by in a blink. Cherish every moment! We think we have a plan for our children but the truth is everyday they teach us to be better people. Children will make you worry, there’s a reason for that; they are teaching us to be more compassionate. Your heart grows so big with the love of a child. You will learn forgiveness and realize your own personal weaknesses. You will learn so much but mostly you will learn that they learn love from you. Be kind. Lead by example, exercise love in your relationships. I LOVE my children! They have been my greatest accomplishments. They are loving, kind and still learning as I am too.
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