Jan 07, 21014

A smile
simple
easy to give
costs little
unlimited value

not created equal
as some are cruel
symbol of evil
intent is pain

a child
as smile
cold melts
evil losses

always return them
when given free
nurtures the good
save the dreams

Jan 06, 2014

somewhere deep below
under the layer of white
lies the hope of renewal
waiting for its chance

we hold dear the promise
given freely to us all
as are whispered reminders
soft like spring breezes

but long is the winter
a chill which has no end
as promises fade away
like a winter sun

and still we wait with hope
holding each promise dear
though we can clearly see
the spring is not approaching

it is time to build scaffolds
raise ladders to the sky
and tear the clouds apart
to make the promise true

until that day arrives
the forecast will remain
winter storm warnings
severe cold advisory in effect

Jan 05, 2014

awe
bitterness
confidence
depression
excitement
frustration
glee
hate
indecision
jealous
kindness
loneliness
motivation
negativity
optimistic
perturbed
quiescent

reactive

selfless

tearful

upbeat

vicious

whimsical

xacerbated

yearning

zen

Jan 04, 2914

sun shines brightly
on the glistening snow
casting the illusion
the day will be warm

nature lies

Jan 03, 2014

and so we close the book...
a new chapter begins...
common comments on change
making me ask the question

who is writing these things
how many have they written
what really is the change
should i bother to pay attention

too many times it seems
only the names are changed
the plot remains the same
time to change the authors

Jan. 02, 2014

i hear the sound of echoes
from thoughts i left behind
thoughts which are forgotten
lingering only through echoes

faint the sounds remain
haunts within the mind
caresses for the inner ear
reminders of something unknown

the question that rises is
should i wonder about them
or simply let them fade
as forgotten for a reason

tickles across the brain
make ignoring impossible
teases at my awareness
demands for attention

too much time spent with recall
in the struggle for their return
but only the echoes reply
it is truly difficult getting old

Jan 01, 2014

moonlight becomes real

the world dances in silver

cold creates the music

footsteps make snow sing

the chill dances within

making winter alive

welcome the cold as friend

feeling the old fall away

cold opens the door

letting the new come to life

renewal of spring comes 

through the bite of the cold

there in lies the reason

humans live in the north

extremes extend reality

extending the borders of life

in the hardness of life

conditions make it more 

sensations magnify life

seasons become amplified

through extremes we define

the limits to living life

extending the value of all

no matter where it exists

Corrylina

opening closure

secret buried deep
forgotten by age
until fate laughs
confronting truth

keep it locked
never let it show
push it deep
they must not know

held inside too long
deep need to speak
today it is heavy
must shed this weight

secret exposed
given voice at last
huge sigh of relief
this is freedom

door creeks open
light sneaks inside
fresh breath comes
able to move on

sanity dissolves
reality is a dream
where do we stand NOW
where did we stand then?

talk talk talk confusion
words no longer fit
feelings over ride reality
you create imagination

confusion
frustration
ambiguity
absence

you seek understanding
this is not the place
this is not the time
this is not your dream

Upon being called LIBERAL

Thank you! 

I would much rather be a liberal than a racist, narrow minded, self absorbed mouth piece echoing the mindless rhetoric of the big money greed whores that are leading the radical CONSERVATIVE push to drive MY America into a fascist state any day. Sadly, the once noble ideals of Ronald Reagan have been cast aside and are now being seen as leftist ideologies. 

There is no doubt but that the racist underpinnings of the party leadership have been behind the total refusal to do anything to support the man who was elected to lead this once great nation. The shame that should be felt by those that have so actively fed the people a daily diet of fear and hate should know no bounds and yet they are not even slowing down.. No, in fact they are increasing the hype and pouring more pure fiction, distorting truth and reality to once more make the people afraid of each other. 

Barack Obama is not the enemy of America, America is the enemy of America. 

No country can ever be great when more focus is spent on providing for the wealthy and business at the expense of those that are supposed to matter. 

Destroying education to support tax breaks for corporations that send their work over seas, just so they can increase profits is not just wrong, but ignorant. Eventually we will have a vast nation of people with no jobs, who cannot hope to ever make more than minimum wage because they have no solid education, being unable to even buy those products! It is not a system that can ever hope to sustain itself. But those leading the effort know this and DO NOT CARE!!! As long as THEY have their power now. 

I personally believe that ALL people should be FREE to choose for themselves. 

NO government should ever be denying any citizen the right to the same liberties as any other citizen. THAT is not liberal, that is equality... anything else is NOT. 


I believe that any system which is designed to help the few triumph over the many is misguided, anti logical, and will fail.

So call me liberal all you want.. I look upon that as a badge of honor, a tribute to the fact that my eyes are open, that I believe in the words and the meanings of the Bible that we are to LOVE ONE ANOTHER, that we are to SUPPORT ONE ANOTHER. Even Jesus fed the hungry, and healed the sick.... and never charged them for it.

I believe that if a promise was made, a contract signed, then that contract is to be upheld... not cut after you have fulfilled your part. 

I believe that it is the duty of the individual to be honest and truthful in accepting the responsibility for their actions, not blaming someone else to make them look bad.

Further Questions from my mind...

How is it that the Christian Conservatives can be so filled with hate as to blind themselves to the Word of God? Do they really believe that all Democrats are spawn of Satan, just because they do not uphold the Cannons of the Christian Law? Really? Then if that is the case, how can they consider themselves any better than those believers of any other faith that hold the laws of their religion as 

sacred without becoming hypocrites?

Matthew 7:5 ESV

You hypocrite, first take the log out of your own eye, and then you will see clearly to take the speck out of your brother's eye.

Also, take great care in whom you give your trust unreserved:

2 Corinthians 11:14 ESV

And no wonder, for even Satan disguises himself as an angel of light.

Or maybe they are merely fulfilling God's word:
And He said to them, "Rightly did Isaiah prophesy of you hypocrites, as it is written: 'THIS PEOPLE HONORS ME WITH THEIR LIPS, BUT THEIR HEART IS FAR AWAY FROM ME. (Mark 7:6)

I find the use of God to support the agenda of hate for any cause to be a disgrace to God and man.

I was looking back.... some movies just make you remember times...

the sparkle of a smile
the twinkle in an eye
the room becomes small
the world has no bounds

one face fills your vision
one gentle touch lingers
smile and caress constant
making the heart yearn

every moment spent
seeking to be together
nothing else matters
all life is in the glow

time passes too soon
vacation has to end
parting leads to promises
never to be fulfilled

separation sorrow
an emptiness appears
warm pain so sweet
filling the new void

summer romances
discovering the heart
emotional growing pains
coming of age

turn a blind eye
cover your ears
ignore the truth
believe the lie

listen to the money
obey your masters
do not dare to think
defend their dream

apathy will destroy
give away tomorrow
for today's illusion
ignoring the reality

sell your corrupt souls
for the hope of greed
live for the now only
there is no tomorrow

destroy the future
to enjoy the moment
pretend all is well
as the darkness falls

this is the pinnacle
the pride of humanity
civilization's glory
you can keep it

something new

the roar of silence echoes
emptily filling the spaces
vacated as if foreclosed
in a mind left unused


impossible to be heard
sound unable to penetrate
then how can we reach
to rescue the mind adrift

there is a need indeed
to fill the void we find
enriching imagination
feeding without sounds

it is through the eyes
dreams following maps
soaring to new heights
teach them how to read

The path turns: new directions taken

           Recent events covered by the news media have introduced a new section of our society to the ongoing debate over ethics and morality. New voices are being heard expressing fresh perspectives as the world draws closer, getting smaller, while emphasizing our cultural differences even more. Technological changes open new instances that are far more complicated than anything that could have been considered in the past; or perhaps merely a new face to the same old arguments.

           As one of those new voices, I feel compelled to express my thoughts in my own words and using my own form of logic to chart my path through the dilemmas I discover along my path to understanding. A confession must be made at this point: I am not classically trained in the study of ethics or philosophy. I bring only a simple understanding of a few basic concepts gleaned through my studies. The question that all of these situations can be reduced to is simple enough: what is right and what is wrong. I do not believe that there will ever be a universal acceptance of any answer to that controversy. I will not attempt to convince everyone that my perspective is the only one, let alone the right one for any save myself. If there was no disagreement there could be no chance to explore another view. That would eliminate the opportunity for personal development and cultural progression. This should never happen.

waiting for the splash

feeling lost within
empty echoes rebounding
hollow mind needs filled
imagination stagnates

film on immobile water
growing thicker daily
polluting with decay
suffocating what lies beneath

something needs to enter
breaking the surface
creating those ripples
that invigorate life

waiting for the splash

For Higgins

close your eyes and sleep dear friend
close your eyes and sleep
I will hold you in my arms my friend
close your eyes and sleep
all your pain and suffering will end
close your eyes and sleep
I will stay with you even now as then
close your eyes and sleep

you filled our hearts with joy and love
close your eyes and sleep
as we know you will those hearts above
close your eyes and sleep

you are now free
run and play, dear puppy
never will you have wet feet
no more being kicked out of the kitchen
my cooking will not be the same without you
I love you, Higgins.. and I miss you already
God, take good care of my Prissy Sissy Kitty, please?
I know he will be taking good care of you in return.
Thank you.

Where do we go?

test the waters, are they too cold, hot, deep or shall I dive in?

The Three Hundred Sixty Fifth, December 31, 2011

and so ends the path
the last step is taken
no more going forward
a wall stands before me

one lone door closed fast
the only blemish to be seen
the rest a perfect infinity
left, right, up, down, always

standing alone with a door
wondering at the other side
what I will find beyond
knowing now that I can go

hand reaches slowly out
finding the cool of the knob
soothing the heat of expectation
contact provides point of focus

long deep breath in and out
shake out the tensions
turn the handle and push
the other side exposed at last

what vision greets me at last
after this long adventure
a vision of some better World?
no, simply my reflection in a mirror


And so we close out this year long project. It has been a great pleasure to know that you have shared it with me. I know that I have found out several things about myself, some good and some not so much. There were some laughs and a few tears shed during our time together... at least by me.

So now comes the time of evaluation - would I say this project achieved the desired objectives? On a personal level it has met and exceeded all my expectations. Truthfuly, I never was totally certain we would reach this point. There were several days I doubted I would be able to find inspiration to write. It was those moments that I gained my greatest gift, I learned to let go and ask for help, to step outside my box and share and let others be a part of the process. I could never have done it alone.

As promised, I am writing this while sailing on metal wings, high over the vast Pacific Ocean. It is dark outside. I struggle with the changing time and the question of sleep. Perhaps listening to Kevin Carmody in the headphones is helping me find a mood... perhaps not. Questions race in my mind: what will I do now? will I find a way to remain creative? and what will I do without this time with you?

Pride fills me as I realize that I have actually managed to completely fill the year. An even greater joy comes from knowing that many of you have been with me through the long and often strange trip and for that, I will always hold a special place in the core of my being with each of your names, to warm me when my soul grows cold. As for tomorrow, I do not know what it holds, but I do know this blog will remain as long as they let me.

This has been one of the most special times of my life.... I will miss it no matter whether I choose to add more pages and writings. Once again I want to thank each of you for coming along to play in my mind and I hope you found something to take away from all this as a gift... and maybe you even managed to think a little.

and so we say goodnight to 2011 and tuck it into the bed of history, close our eyes and boldly step out once more into the great unknown...

The Three Hundred Sixty Fourth, December 30, 2011

heavy is the heart
when separation courts
holding hands with loss
waltzing with sadness

I know this is true
this torment is mine
though not yet gone
already bearing a burden

anticipating emptiness
where now you reside
unable to recall in detail
what filled before you

alas comes the moment
with that last lingering taste
your essence has departed
I swim lost in my confusion

then a voice reaches out
shining hope into despair
its song irresistible siren's lure
"can I get you another beer?"

happiness fills my world...