Sunday, June 26, 2011

Are You Here?

Where are you right now
While I’m trying to talk to you?
Are you here in this brief moment
Or a thousand miles away
On some sandy beach at sunset
By a bonfire sipping wine?
Do you hear the words I’m saying
And the meaning they convey?

In a world of daydream stalkers
Does your expertise surpass?
Can you cling for just an instant,
Hear what others need to say?

Simple focus is a bane to your existence,
And I don’t have the patience
To bring you into the fray,
So pucker up and hustle up and
Learn to pay attention
                         Just for once.
It would truly make my day.

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Saturday, June 18, 2011

The Cost

Good morning, my good and trusted friend;
So lovely, as always, to visit again.
Can’t seem to remember how long it has been
Since the last time our two paths have crossed.

Was it late September
                         As seasons were changing?
Time loses meaning
                         With lives rearranging,
And memory fails in the process of aging
And old friendships fade until lost.

But we are forever, and never forget.
We’ll last past the sunset,
                         No fear of regret.
A boy and his dream ever present, as yet
Unfulfilled, still weighing the cost.

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Sunday, June 12, 2011

Long Time Ago

Had a lot of druthers
In those early days of youth,
Back before reality revealed
The ugly truth.
Could have done a lot of things,
Most anything I wanted.
No one there to dash my dreams,
No memories that haunted.
Could have been a singer,
Then my voice began to change.
Could have been a cowboy
Riding on the open range.
Could have been a lawyer
Out there fighting for a cause.
Could have been an actor
Only fighting for applause.
But over time fate has a way
Of calmly stepping in,
And though sometimes it knocks you down
You get back up again.
Looking back without regret
It now seems clear to me,
What happened then to bring me here
Was surely meant to be.

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Saturday, June 11, 2011

Sometimes Wonder

Sometimes wonder
     As I wander aimlessly
          From think to thought,
Picking pieces
     Of the puzzle
          Looking for the perfect fit.
Does it matter
     If the meter runs completely
          Down to naught?
     Consequently run the
          Entire alphabet.
Tiresome to be contemplating,
     Worried what
          The world might see.
Wholesome to be
     Born in wisdom,
          Knowing what will be will be.

Sunday, June 05, 2011

Some Days

Distant rumbles from a sky of
Misty gray, hanging low,
Moving steady, marking time,
Marching soldier in your prime.
Crispness chilling morning air,
Sitting on my front porch chair
I ponder what the day will bring.
Daintily the wind chimes sing
As robins chirp
And folks walk by,
Gentle breezes seem to sigh
And slide across the pine tree’s boughs,
Who protests slightly, but allows.
Plans were made
But will they serve?
Will protests yield what they deserve?
Or should I simply roll along

To see what fate holds in her song?
Some days are like this one,
No doubt.
I’ll wait to see what it’s about.
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Saturday, June 04, 2011


Mama always taught me that
There’s good in everyone,
That I should seek the positive
And overlook the rest.

Must admit, sometimes you have to
Look real deep to find it.
Some people give the microscope
A grueling, daunting test.

But if you seek, and seek you must,
And dwell on positives,
You just might find that
Life’s more kind
As you ponder your quest.

Is it worth the effort
To seek people at their best?
I believe that it’s the key
To life’s true happiness.

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