The Three Hundred Fifty First, December 17, 2011

slowly close the drawer
curtain falls the act closes
long awaited conclusion
now the next chapter

begins in fading light
a new spot appearing
attention shifts stage left
adventure beckons onward

curtain rises instantly
stage preset awaits
actors to their places
the final act begins


closing a major part
motivation of my life
now on to the next
the long awaited reward

the journey not complete
merely crossing thresholds
climbing onward now
see the door before me

now decisions weigh heavy
considerations need applied
the greatest question looms
What do I want to be when I grow up?

The Three Hundred Fiftieth, December 16, 2011

frustration dances around me
tension refuses to let go
stress compounded by 10
the nightmare will not end

the walls are still standing
I am composure and calm
not letting anything upset
refuse to accept reality

or else I will bloody well scream

The Three Hundred Forty Ninth, December 15, 2011

it is not easy to do
not think about it
tried to put it away
shoved in a corner

didn't work so well
I still notice it there
la la la la la la la la
can't hear it calling

no time today for it
too much in the way
tomorrow maybe I can
for now, only a dream

The Three Hundred Forty Eighth, December 14, 2011

over the edge
frazzled nerves
tension rising
stress overload
too many people
all in my way
cramming aisles
blocking the way
season of shopping
bah humbug

The Three Hundred Forty Seventh, December 13, 2011

I remember the little things
those moments that last
bringing me smiles today
that I may have missed then

I remember lessons taught
some much slower learned
others known in an instant
not one not easily forgotten

despite what it seemed then
or through time between
all that matters is today
when at last I understand

I learned life is never easy
if you are truly living it
trouble will rise to meet you
shake its hand and send it on

I learned that hardships are
that life without them is dull
that each creates a chapter
in the book that is our life

I learned that poker is wrong
because a full house wins
when love holds the aces
and hearts are on the sleeve

I learned what we are not
the moments of our pasts
we are the moment of our now
be proud of our road here

I have learned many lessons
from cooking to laughing
and many more as well
and yes,  it is all your fault

Happy Birthday, Mom..... I love you too!

The Three Hundred Forty Sixth, December 12, 2011

heart beats faster
pulse beginning to pound
anxious thrill and fear
mixing in joyful sorrow

bitter sweet memmories
the past holds me now
caught within my words
exposed before the future

will there be an end to this
or will madness drive me
compulsion pushing forward
beyond the realm of reason

can this journey really end
having become my focus
the force that inspired me
so much of what I have become

is this a cloak that shields
comforting me on my road
shall I lay it aside at the end
or wear it, hiding within

such thoughts sit up with me
as sleep evades my mind
where will I look tomorrow
and what will I seek there

anxiety sadness and joy
holding hands upon the cliff
smile knowingly to one another
stepping off the edge as one

The Three Hundred Forty Fifth, December 11, 2011

silence from the loud
empty shadows dance
light fades slowly
the presence still remains

missing begins at goodbye