I’m a Landline

I’m a landline.
Yeah old as the dirt I’m buried under.
Not too deep. I can be broken.
Throw me a 5G lifeline.
AT&T or Walker Texas Ranger.
I’m in danger!
I need to get more fiber in my diet.
Rescue this song.
Like every episode.
I’m the good looking song.
What could go wrong?
Well, I’m old, not blind.
Life’s not been too kind.
Walker needs to rescue me,
AT&T 4G is taking too long,
I’ll never finish this song…

Brings Me to my Knees

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Rest easy into the night.
Before you reach for her,
You know she’s all right.
Her soft breathing,
Makes it all right.
Your eyes close slowly,
Her smile’s out of sight.
A smile your heart aches for,
When it’s no longer there.
Her laughter is your prayer.
Brings me to your knees,
To pray for one more day.
One more day!

Apocalypse or New Beginning?

rabbitWhat if an apocalypse isn’t a disaster or the end of the world?  What if it’s a new beginning?  Like the Big Bang Theory except we simply pass unaware from one universe into another.  Maybe we simply pass through a looking glass in a moment in time into a brand new world in a blink of an eye.  Maybe we do so every day, every second, always.  Could an apocalypse just breed a new set of circumstances; where life’s dynamics change in an instant?

Anytime one can pass through that looking glass into another world.  In the blink of an eye your life is on course, planned almost to the “T”, the next everything’s changed.

Start with the day you were born, how many unexpected circumstances cause a potentially apocalyptic change?

Take a seemingly inert object, a cylindrical piece of glass, a table top separated from its home atop a patio table, being pushed around, scrubbed cleaned and spun back around, destined to return to the patio where it belonged.  Except it shattered.  Its glass shards dove deep into the leg, a loved one’s left leg cutting it to the bone, leaving her helpless.

So a moment in time caused an apocalyptic blip in a world never ending, giving birth every moment to a new life we now live.  Sunspots are blamed for all sorts of atmospheric changes, like global warming, now it’s P.C. to call it climate change, so why not a rabbit hole to life reborn?  If Mother Nature can conjure up a flood or a drought, hurricane, sweeping tornadoes, life is never going to be the same.  You are forced to adapt to something new and different.  People, places, circumstances you know…will change or cease to exist, in an instant.

To me a hospital likens a brand new world.  When you enter into a life threatening situation and your life suddenly spirals out of control you find yourself relegated to a new beginning.  Your life is now in the hands of paramedics, doctors, nurses, technicians and support staff. All these people appear to you in “scrubs”.  If there’s significance to colors, it escapes me.  I have yet to see a candy-striper.

Certainly everything life threatening now appears to be in slow motion.  Life is now uncertain, so answers are drawn, deliberate and studied.  No one answer is beyond reproach or certainty. Life in this new world is all about adjusting to whatever comes their way.   Life is resurrected, sutured, stapled, stitched, sewn, connected by drips, drains, inserted, injected, measured and clipped. Good fortune is you get the best of the best. A plastic surgeon with precision hands to go with her accent. Five hours later, an eternity to some, you’re reborn.

Every day I learn to appreciate God ’s creation more, men and women able to adapt, invent and create a brand new world.

When the Cheshire cat says, “If you don’t know what road you’re on, any road will do.” In a blink of an eye, the life you knew is gone.

Thoughts from May 25th 2011

Nothing Ventured! (slide show)

Hi MomNothing ventured.
Nothing gained.
Yes. That’s you.
That was me,
At 18 too.
I’m unknown.
I’m unread.
Nothing here.
Nothing said.
I’m granite.
You’re Atlantic.
In New York,
You pick your fork.
In Des Moines,
You pick your employment line.
Don’t tell me the ice is melting,
When the snow is pelting,
When you haven’t felt the cold,
When you’re too young, to feel old.
Don’t tell me we need an open door.
We’re already poor.
Show me you’re real,
Or I’ll show you the door.

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Broken Ice (slide show)

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While I write off key,
Chords to the music,
Are washing over me.
Each note in concert,
Broken ice,
On a windblown lake,
Surrendering to the sun.
A starburst of shattered sea.
Frozen chimes, every key,
A new discovery.
Music in step.
A part of my soul,
Playing over again,
Feeding a waterfall,
Touching blue skies.
A crescendo washing over me.
Driving memories.
And new discoveries.
Out of step,
Out of key.
Perfection.
Nature’s harmony.
Play broken ice for me.
While I write off key.
Each chord floating gently,
Over me.

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Tears Come Easy

Super moon Tampa in the backfground 3Tears come easy when you are tough.
Weakness hides behind a smile.
Tears come when they are most unwanted.
Sometimes they come when least expected.
Tears can bring joy, relief and hope.
Peace can only come in grief’s wake.
Mourning’s tide washes into a new day.
Tears sweeten the bitter memories of you.
Mine are forgiving tears.
Forgiven, not forgotten.
As another blue moon rises,
Tonight begs me, say goodbye.

I Deserve You

liar
I left my soul open,
With every word spoken,
Lips left love unspoken.
Now I’m broken.
I deserve you.

You’re the wave,
That rolled over me.
More than a tsunami.
Swept deep inside of me.
Tears hide the rain.
Hide the pain.

Your lies echo in my head.
Like a book often read,
I can’t put down.
I’m you’re circus clown.
I own… this.

I left my soul open,
With every word spoken,
Lips left love unspoken.
Now I’m broken.
I deserve you.

I’m all in.
Every sin.
I can’t imagine.
Was there a beginning?
Is there’s an end?

Missing a place,
A place inside of you.
A place inside of me.
I’m lost.
There’s no you.
There’s no me,

It’s hard to get close,
To be so far apart.
So alone, so often.
Your touch. A spark.
A light that fades to dark.

I left my soul open,
With every word spoken,
Lips left love unspoken.
Now I’m broken.
I deserve you.

Dedicated to CG 1966

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