4/3/2010
Mans Bestfriend
I lost my buddy, he meant so very much
His stare of knowing, his wet nose touch
Taking walks we cherished, a perfect friend
But now I wonder, just how he can fend
A periodic visit, to ensure that he knows
The more I'm away, the intensity grows
Never any doubt, a stable source given
I only hope, he can remain heart driven
His stare of knowing, his wet nose touch
Taking walks we cherished, a perfect friend
But now I wonder, just how he can fend
A periodic visit, to ensure that he knows
The more I'm away, the intensity grows
Never any doubt, a stable source given
I only hope, he can remain heart driven
A Perfect Pace
To test the heart of such endurance, is a challenge most would walk away from. The ache from the relentless push for perfection, is how champions are formed. To pick the field of passion is essential in life long achievement. Great people emerge over time, as do failures sometime come up lame. Never to have tried is not an option.
I wish to see the light at the end of the tunnel, which will continue to drive my desire toward everlasting hope.
I wish to see the light at the end of the tunnel, which will continue to drive my desire toward everlasting hope.
4/4/2010
A Childs Wish
As the school bell rings, now the race is on
Once the bus stops, drop the books and gone
Acquaint with the friends, who know you best
So happy to feel, at ease toward this test
One that is which, how to mingle with others
Years down the road, we look to as brothers
Fail in this mission, not the end of the world
Another task in life, as an adult we are hurled
Once the bus stops, drop the books and gone
Acquaint with the friends, who know you best
So happy to feel, at ease toward this test
One that is which, how to mingle with others
Years down the road, we look to as brothers
Fail in this mission, not the end of the world
Another task in life, as an adult we are hurled
Respect The Elderly
The long entrenced journey has begun to slow in pace. Good notes would help describe the many places that have been seen. A vast world to explore, with only enough time to catch just a glimpse in our lifetime. Frail we become in appearance, yet a strong mind exists deep within. The young could offer so much youth to our elderly, with just a question of where and what they have seen. As some tend to ramble with such lack of attention for so many years, to listen with all out vigor is helpful beyond belief. We too will meet this eventual fate, and karma will reward those who can help prior to those times. Human nature tends to distract the importance of life as we live, with daily obligations and financial stress. I have seen both sides of worth, and now look to simplify my approach. Live life to be happy, and the rest will fall into place.
I Love To Write
When a pen meets the hand and fresh air comes through your lungs, this feeling is hard to avoid. A passion to create for ones self- yes, but to reach out toward others is rewarding. To let the mind free up- in order to simply look back at the moment of being so engrossed; reviewing the effort is hard to recollect. Some work is better than other days, but never willing to dwell on imperfection. Some enjoy reading, while many can listen very well. To write is something we all possess, when devoted we become. The art of blending all will always be a goal. To read and comprehend. To listen with passion toward the words being spoken. To write with flow and impact.
Easter Sunday
We thank you father, for giving your son
The resurrection, washed our sins- now done
A celebration, meant for children to enjoy
Finding eggs and candy, joining spirits the ploy
So lucky we are, to feel this way
To share a smile, hearing all who say
Spring is apparent, after this time
Moving toward summer, next we climb
The resurrection, washed our sins- now done
A celebration, meant for children to enjoy
Finding eggs and candy, joining spirits the ploy
So lucky we are, to feel this way
To share a smile, hearing all who say
Spring is apparent, after this time
Moving toward summer, next we climb
4/5/2010
Local Driven Effort
When walking in to talk to a business, to explain the value of keeping dollars local, breaking down ones belief is essential. Most who take on the task of owning their own business, feel only they can make important decisions in regards to that location. This is not all together wrong, but many avenues of effort are necessary to stay alive in this economy. To link the effort of several merchants to one another, by working as a group of diversified choice, reward can be achieved as a whole. We aim not to over saturate multiple similar nearby competition, but merely link unique community small stores, that work hard each day to survive. Frontline soldiers keep many generals from facing our headon approach of persuation, but relentless perseverance continues to allow our goals to remain in place.
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4/7/2010
A Soft Touch
When dealing with the things we care for, so gentle we learn at an early age. Reckless at times we can be- if great regard toward handling is neglected. Over time we learn that more than just what we deem important, should be carefully dealt with. Strong we must be at times when a good grip is required. Yet to loosen is essential when allowing the blood to flow freely- from one to that of another we care.
4/11/2010
Entryway
I reach for the door- and once again the key wont turn. Just when did the lock change, and where do I find the proper way. The other side I am familiar, if only I can manuever my way. Once the code is deciphered, well oiled will the hinges be. The routine passage will no longer be viewed the same. The framework will be handled gently, each and every turn. The threshold never again will find the mudd being tracked obliviously. Balanced and leveled this masterpiece will remain.
Timeless Clouds
Have you ever....seen the day
When the clouds- just..went away
Nothing..seemed to matter....
Drifting..thoughts to gather..
The way I feel- I start to cry....
Tears of joy- roll from my eyes..
A moment in time...I wont pretent
Release the tension...from within..
The clouds we know- shall return..
From this weather...we will learn......
When the clouds- just..went away
Nothing..seemed to matter....
Drifting..thoughts to gather..
The way I feel- I start to cry....
Tears of joy- roll from my eyes..
A moment in time...I wont pretent
Release the tension...from within..
The clouds we know- shall return..
From this weather...we will learn......
Vintage Find
We walked into- a crowded space
So dim it was- familiar this place
I closed the distance- of you and I
To catch a glimpse- from eye to eye
Long has it been- this face I stare
Her lips so near- we had to share
At first we pause- not sure if right
But as we settle- the fit so tight
Embracing image- for all to see
The two I mention- will always be....
So dim it was- familiar this place
I closed the distance- of you and I
To catch a glimpse- from eye to eye
Long has it been- this face I stare
Her lips so near- we had to share
At first we pause- not sure if right
But as we settle- the fit so tight
Embracing image- for all to see
The two I mention- will always be....
4/25/2010
Carry This Load
My basket I carry - has fell to the floor
One that has carried.... so much before
A bit of a mess- some cleaning now needed
Into the night- is this worry I've seeded
If the strength of one- will deminish in time
Consider the thought- replacement not a crime
Replace each weave- to allow for the test
Of picking up the pieces- and continue the quest
One that has carried.... so much before
A bit of a mess- some cleaning now needed
Into the night- is this worry I've seeded
If the strength of one- will deminish in time
Consider the thought- replacement not a crime
Replace each weave- to allow for the test
Of picking up the pieces- and continue the quest
Our Canopy Weighs
As the grass begins to grow from constant warmth and moisture to replenish, the trees follow with this color transformation. The birds have made their presence known in a delightful way. The insects have all just suddenly appeared- as if never were they gone.
A harsh place to live with such a long winter season, but without it we all would be lost. Just where can the waters offer such beauty? So much dense forest for all to see in preserved locations. The upper peninsula is remotely hidden still- even to this day when traveling aimless in those parts. The wildlife is shamefully displayed in larger cities, with littered carcases along the roadside. The job must be so nasty that everyone denies the need to remove from the sight of all bypassers.
We as people who claim freedom as our right, could do more as a whole. When earth day was introducted, a part of everyone came to life. More often is the need during these hard times, for a creative idea to come to life. We all should challenge the way of thinking- to breakdown solid false beliefs of wrongs that are meant to be seen as right.
A harsh place to live with such a long winter season, but without it we all would be lost. Just where can the waters offer such beauty? So much dense forest for all to see in preserved locations. The upper peninsula is remotely hidden still- even to this day when traveling aimless in those parts. The wildlife is shamefully displayed in larger cities, with littered carcases along the roadside. The job must be so nasty that everyone denies the need to remove from the sight of all bypassers.
We as people who claim freedom as our right, could do more as a whole. When earth day was introducted, a part of everyone came to life. More often is the need during these hard times, for a creative idea to come to life. We all should challenge the way of thinking- to breakdown solid false beliefs of wrongs that are meant to be seen as right.
4/29/2010
Uniquely Bound
To miss what you know
Is to know what you miss
Pay attention to the details
A reward with a kiss
Every second that ticks
I continue to pray
When will this torture
Just eventually stow away
A connection I feel
As I wander all about
Sometimes I prefer
To give an almighty shout
Pulling all of my strings
Into the soul drawn tight
Awaiting the perfect time
To release into the night
Is to know what you miss
Pay attention to the details
A reward with a kiss
Every second that ticks
I continue to pray
When will this torture
Just eventually stow away
A connection I feel
As I wander all about
Sometimes I prefer
To give an almighty shout
Pulling all of my strings
Into the soul drawn tight
Awaiting the perfect time
To release into the night
5/2/2010
BayDazzled
AS I CAST YET A THOUGHT DEEPER INTO THE WIND,
RESISTANCE IS QUICKLY MET. FURTHER WE MUST ALL BEAR
THE BURDEN OF ONWARD STRAIN. UNANCHORED WE DRIFT,
TOWARD WHATEVER IT WILL MAKE US BE.
RESISTANCE IS QUICKLY MET. FURTHER WE MUST ALL BEAR
THE BURDEN OF ONWARD STRAIN. UNANCHORED WE DRIFT,
TOWARD WHATEVER IT WILL MAKE US BE.
5/3/2010
Narrowing Time
The end is approaching, as the alignment begins
The annual calender, with so many reasons
An ancient king, so worthy his crown
Painted such vision, so very profound
A one degree occurance, the sea sets the way
The jaguar points, the exact point of display
The annual calender, with so many reasons
An ancient king, so worthy his crown
Painted such vision, so very profound
A one degree occurance, the sea sets the way
The jaguar points, the exact point of display
Lets get it started- don't say a word
To take you there- always be heard
The heart is fresh- the blood is true
You mean so much- no longer blue
From here to there- bound in step
The time is fast- further we crept
Looking back- we smile and say
The reason why- without delay
To take you there- always be heard
The heart is fresh- the blood is true
You mean so much- no longer blue
From here to there- bound in step
The time is fast- further we crept
Looking back- we smile and say
The reason why- without delay
Destiny
Through this window- the land we see
What happens when- obscured we flee
Take me back- this familiar place
This trace of time- will never erase
What happens when- obscured we flee
Take me back- this familiar place
This trace of time- will never erase
5/5/2010
Core Values
Many days we all have come
Counting still the growing sum
We tend to know not what we make
Hard lessons learned from debt we shake
But once the light comes shining thru
I know the sight will be brand new
To share this feeling- I ask of you
Teach those around a lesson too
Counting still the growing sum
We tend to know not what we make
Hard lessons learned from debt we shake
But once the light comes shining thru
I know the sight will be brand new
To share this feeling- I ask of you
Teach those around a lesson too
