7/18/2010
Night Moves
The warth of the day, retreats thru the night
What started out happy, ends with such fright
Fear of the darkness, so elusive the unknown
We are so human, to this routine we are prown
To try sometime, getting sleep thru the day
In order to face, this fright a different way
By testing your senses, of both sight and sound
You may be amazed, when the sun comes around
What started out happy, ends with such fright
Fear of the darkness, so elusive the unknown
We are so human, to this routine we are prown
To try sometime, getting sleep thru the day
In order to face, this fright a different way
By testing your senses, of both sight and sound
You may be amazed, when the sun comes around
Climbing Fearlessly
The excellence we strive, with each passing day
Is the ultimate gift, which determines our pay
Not only is payment, with currency we are aware
With each lesson we learn, comes passion to share
To give unto others, without hesitation or fright
Practice this daily, eventual beauty in sight
Is the ultimate gift, which determines our pay
Not only is payment, with currency we are aware
With each lesson we learn, comes passion to share
To give unto others, without hesitation or fright
Practice this daily, eventual beauty in sight
7/19/2010
Remain Untamed
Like a herd of wild horses, running out of control
No one knows where their going, who could question the soul
As a group so much power, sequential galloping delight
Chances are this herd, will go well into the night
Not a saddle in sight, to try to mount even one
The closer you get, spooked they turn and run
When trying to corral, and tame this special power
Unsuccessful are many, who expect eventual cower
Even when the plains, sadly end at the edge
No retreat in the mind, forward march is the pledge
No one knows where their going, who could question the soul
As a group so much power, sequential galloping delight
Chances are this herd, will go well into the night
Not a saddle in sight, to try to mount even one
The closer you get, spooked they turn and run
When trying to corral, and tame this special power
Unsuccessful are many, who expect eventual cower
Even when the plains, sadly end at the edge
No retreat in the mind, forward march is the pledge
To Feel and Recognize
Love is a special word, freely used every day
How quickly we speak it, without learning the way
Capable are many, to explore and uncover
The actual meaning, and produce such a lover
Once in a lifetime, there will come maybe a time
Where two bodies encounter, a perfect fit to the rhyme
No guarantees to this word, as many do fail
How sadly this feeling, to ever wish to detail
One thing is for certain, in your quest for love
It's a two way street, and one power above
How quickly we speak it, without learning the way
Capable are many, to explore and uncover
The actual meaning, and produce such a lover
Once in a lifetime, there will come maybe a time
Where two bodies encounter, a perfect fit to the rhyme
No guarantees to this word, as many do fail
How sadly this feeling, to ever wish to detail
One thing is for certain, in your quest for love
It's a two way street, and one power above
7/21/2010
Haven't Been There Yet! Who Cares to Come....?!
Open are the eyes, as we wake into the day
The vision uncertain, depending the display
Some can decipher, the elemental change
While most will struggle, knowing the range
Heading into the distance, unaware of the find
To avoid the many hurdles, challenging the mind
Boring it would be, to know what lies in the end
Moving through time, living life-just to pretend
The vision uncertain, depending the display
Some can decipher, the elemental change
While most will struggle, knowing the range
Heading into the distance, unaware of the find
To avoid the many hurdles, challenging the mind
Boring it would be, to know what lies in the end
Moving through time, living life-just to pretend
7/23/2010
The Tone of Your Voice
Reach into my soul, and what do you feel
The meaning of truth, which I choose to reveal
Removing the excess, weighing heavy the heart
Much better the message, when doing your part
To capture the love, as sparks fly my way
Your lips speak so gently, words that you say
The meaning of truth, which I choose to reveal
Removing the excess, weighing heavy the heart
Much better the message, when doing your part
To capture the love, as sparks fly my way
Your lips speak so gently, words that you say
7/25/2010
7am Again
When I first saw you... so nervous I was
You said hello to me.. I nearly looked above
Were you sent to me... like a gift with a bow
I will not forget that feeling... this much I know
So much has passed.. and I wonder.. once again
Where is this person... I simply cannot pretend
Good times a many.. In such a quick way
How could this all... Just.... Slip away......
You said hello to me.. I nearly looked above
Were you sent to me... like a gift with a bow
I will not forget that feeling... this much I know
So much has passed.. and I wonder.. once again
Where is this person... I simply cannot pretend
Good times a many.. In such a quick way
How could this all... Just.... Slip away......
8/21/2010
Those Carolinas
While looking through some recent notes, I came across a list
I wish now to share. It involved a passion of things to do, with
no particular order...
A start point, as all memories do include.. I was struck by the
complete silence that came over me at that point....
Was it just a dream to share that moment in those hills, with
meandoring rapids of emotions. The many exclusive places that
would be seen and passed by, only to be far outdone, by the gracing
of our presence along the way. Open water we would eventually
meet, highlighting the nature of this rewarding getaway.....
No sound can replace the lapping waves, which meet the sand underneath
our feet, joined by the hand of one another...
I cannot close this as but just a dream... Only a pause in time...
And so I wait....
I wish now to share. It involved a passion of things to do, with
no particular order...
A start point, as all memories do include.. I was struck by the
complete silence that came over me at that point....
Was it just a dream to share that moment in those hills, with
meandoring rapids of emotions. The many exclusive places that
would be seen and passed by, only to be far outdone, by the gracing
of our presence along the way. Open water we would eventually
meet, highlighting the nature of this rewarding getaway.....
No sound can replace the lapping waves, which meet the sand underneath
our feet, joined by the hand of one another...
I cannot close this as but just a dream... Only a pause in time...
And so I wait....
Throw Feathers Instead
Why is that people, have to power the need
To prey on the weak, who so willingly bleed
To walk in the shadows, in order to hide
Is a feeling unheard, that many have cried
When justice is served, to find inner piece
Each stone being throw, returns at very least
To prey on the weak, who so willingly bleed
To walk in the shadows, in order to hide
Is a feeling unheard, that many have cried
When justice is served, to find inner piece
Each stone being throw, returns at very least
So Special I Say!
As I lay awaiting, anxious her return
So much to like, from within to learn
The door flies open, such willingness to give
Many lessons in store, like to water a sieve
Pleasant times, with plenty reward
Most important, from whom it is toward
As I sit here writing, looking into those eyes
This incredible feeling, comes as no surprise
So much to like, from within to learn
The door flies open, such willingness to give
Many lessons in store, like to water a sieve
Pleasant times, with plenty reward
Most important, from whom it is toward
As I sit here writing, looking into those eyes
This incredible feeling, comes as no surprise
Reflective Gaze
Looking from the outside, casting stones within
Security in numbers- fills the soul with sin
To breakaway and stand alone, so difficult for some
Amazing when balanced, such power yet to come
Take away the mirrors, a gazing reflection revealed
Look beyond the image, which has been concealed
Once the hearts in motion- and the outpour is found
Fellow wounded members, healed from better sound
Chances We Take
Come over here baby, and give me your hand. Who cares what they're thinking & who needs a plan. I look for approval so deep in those eyes. Transfixed I become, drifting motion this ride.
Favorite times, they come and go.
Believe in the one- realizing much more.
To mix the safety of love and war.
Pay attention to detail...Know when to hit the door...
Favorite times, they come and go.
Believe in the one- realizing much more.
To mix the safety of love and war.
Pay attention to detail...Know when to hit the door...
