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I have written my whole life. Stories, essays, songs and more recently poems. I wrote a few story poems for my kids and they loved them. I started writing more regularly so I started a blog where I could share with more people. It served its purpose well but I wanted to make something easier to find and more personalized. So here we are.

Most of the material will be new, but I am going to post some oldies just to give you an idea of what my writing is like. There will also be photos that I take, mostly of nature stuff. There is a link to listen to my music if you’re interested. All my new works will be posted here. I hope you can find something you enjoy on this site, feel free to comment or share with friends. Thanks for visiting and come back again soon!

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Featured post

Transparency

With only closed eyes

And fingertips

He etches my face

Upon the windows glass

 

I stare from it

As if seeing something precious

A deep delight in the eyes

A sly grin ready to burst

With teeth

 

The brows are sensually relaxed

With a confidence

A knowing

 

My hair cascades just so

Around my face

Feigning a shyness

 

However my beaming cheeks

Betray the soft tendrils

Two tight apples

of unhidden joy

 

As he turns to me

Opening his eyes

His near sighing exhale

Dissolves into a smile

That forms like a reflex

 

I feel my face fall

Into formation

With his creation

When our eyes meet

Maiden of Asteria

She calls her woes up to the stars

And hopes that they will listen

There is promise in their lustre

And a peace in how they glisten

 

She sheds her tears in moonlight

For there they seem to glow

And as it wanes o’er coming days

Her sorrows likewise go

 

She whispers her dark secrets

To the planets she implores

Perhaps the power of their names

Is one that can restore

 

She makes her wish in darkness

For that is when it’s needed

Delivered to the heavens

So in the light of day it’s heeded

Fall

Cruel winds now toss me

so randomly I fly

Now my world has lost me

and barely blinked an eye

 

Amidst the gales I tumble

My memories now grow thin

And still my stomach rumbles

for all I could have been

 

The veins that once had fed me

are growing hard and brittle

I once wore proud my envy

but the remnants left are little

 

All has been released now

My purpose, shine, and grip

I guess that time is just how

I started on this trip

 

The calm within my stasis

made me believe in safety

but I cannot escape this

I have stopped trying lately

 

The things I can see from here

have frightened and surprised me

As I travel, pushing through fear

The currents hypnotize me

 

I shuddered in the gusty wind

where I once spent all my nights

and free is how my time will end

as I succumb in flight

12 Hundred Hours

That smile of coy wanting

Envelops me again within your essence

A climbing inner warmth

To ease away all that is not you

 

The spilled ink of rapture

To blot out all but us

To lock our eyes

And urge sweet giggles

Like the trickling drops

of an overflowing fountain

 

Each move we make

Clinging to the other’s

Like a shadow

And we are that

Shadows

Always connected

Longing to rejoin within the perfect light

Otherwordly

The slight brush of a cheek

The widening, trusting pupil

It’s too late to recoil

The shields I’ve built are futile

 

A calm within each breath

That passes through their lips

A journey could be started

With each and every kiss

 

To say that I’m enamored

Would not even start

To tell of the true magnitude

Their energy imparts

 

Only dreams now could imagine

How our colors swirl and blend

And the galaxy created

By the spangled path we wend

Distinguishable Marks

Admit it you think of me

From time to time

When yelling at traffic

Or thinking of rhymes

 

There is no denying

I leave an impression

Sometimes with wise words

Sometimes rampant obsession

 

It’s so very subtle

The ways I can stick

Like a touching song lyric

Or a bludgeoning brick

 

I’m much like a velvet

Often very soothing

But when rubbed the wrong way

You may be left brooding

 

I am rather imperfect

But also a gas

If you want to match wills

You’d better think fast

 

You may try to discard me

Or leave me behind

But much to your dismay

I’ll still creep in your mind

 

Whether our time was sweet

Or a time you regret

The fact still remains

You will never forget

Sentimental Sunday: Dad

My very first hero is lost to me
My protector, debater, and friend
My guide on how good music could be
With a vast choice of genres to blend

A professor of punctuality
That being on time showed you care
A pinnacle of functionality
When you wore uniforms and short hair

I’ll remember you so well respected
And loved but the many who knew you
So many good times we collected
I’m not ready for them to be through

The Four Teachers

I was cruelly stung by a bitter wind

When my gloves were lost and my cover thin

I was soaked like soil that had turned to mud

By a whipping rain verging on a flood

 

I was coated thick by an earthen clay

On a walk meant to improve my day

I was singed and scorched by a licking flame

And a shifting log was the one to blame

 

Yet a blowing wind once did clear my mind

With its warm caress I was left sublime

And the succulence of a warm spring shower

Washed my sins from me and restored my power

 

Then a rich dark soil on my digging hands

Reconnected me made me understand

And a glowing fire gently lit my way

Still allowing stars to proclaim their say

 

Elements can teach what we need to learn

About giving in to get what is earned

About being sure we are victims still

If we pass the blame and forget our will

 

That the strongest souls can weaken yet

And each moment lived stays a moment met

Every element can a mercy give

To remind us what it means to live

Endless Victory

The arched neck and veined throat

Burst with his cry

Before he could let it

 

The face thrown into rapture

The energy

Of tightened muscles and movement

 

A love made

 

In gasps and comingled sweat

A euphoric rhythm

An ancient song unlocked

To pour from within us

Each with our own tone

To blend into one ethereal note

 

One skin

One heartbeat

Endless victory

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