They walked into the crowded room;
Spotlight hot; it made them sweat,
The crowd was cautious, curious,
Yet they had no regret.
For they were open, honest,
Wore their feelings on their sleeve,
And while the world was watching,
Professed what they believe.

We are equal. We are worthy,
Of your tolerance and love,
There is but One should judge us,
They are in Heaven, up above.
Should a God that loves us equally,
Be considered gender queer?
Can future generations
Be rid of prejudice and fear?

We only ask you give us,
A chance, an equal shot.
You will find that we will give you
Everything we’ve got.
We will make a difference in this world,
We will find our place among the rest
Some strive for mediocrity,
We will strive to be the best!
Phil Lindsey 1/9/17

nearly the hour the hand flies past when I need sleep
alone, I seek, a connection
a phone to ring,
I twitter tweet post fly all my wings,
share plus heart
flutter away,
and I wait.......

You have no reason to destroy yourself, girl
This isn't the calm before the storm,
the qualm before everything is torn
It's a wave which hasn't yet
reached the shore
You are more than this

Is it the air
Keeping you asleep
While I hold a cigarette up to my lips
Instead of your kiss
And write cursive on the foggy car window

Stay asleep I'm enjoying the peace
I've made love in my teenage dreams
But for now I'm fine with you just lying with me

Oh, to sleep the sleep of youth;
Peaceful dreams, and blissful truth
When every morning brings the sun,
Battles fought, and victories won!
Victory sweet, misfortune ****,
Yet those that bear a champion’s heart
Stand upright, tall, despite the end,
And humbly shake opponent's hand
Congratulations on fine play
To meet, compete another day
Hope the foe will others tell,
“He fought with honor, he played well.”

Oh, how the aging fight with sleep;
Nightmares, abject fears run deep
That life on earth is almost done,
Morning might not bring the sun.
Once strong, the warrior now is frail
In the final battle death prevails,
Though none but God has kept the score
The champion longs for one quest more
Long life results in necessity
To replace lost skills with strategy
We long to hear, at final bell,
“He fought with honor, he played well.”
PWL 12/25/16

We are a breath that can only be held so long
                           before it exhales to dust,


                 and then we are only a shadow of nothingness....

o, crashing doubt upon us,
such as gravity grounds meteors,
burning us smaller and hotter,
as we rip along through
layers upon layers of atmosphere.

Impact was subtle though,
with nary a crater
or fissure between us,
and we cooled down softly,
slightly steaming
on a December afternoon.

It's our love of course,
and our friendship,
that let us perforate the skies
without qualm,
or any harm
to become of us.

Before dawn breaks
we're both awake
and so quietly
I run my hands
over your back.

Without words
your body turns
and those sleepy eyes
come to meet mine
in a kiss.

Forever I could live
a life like this,
with the windows open
and you right here
in my arms.

With every kiss, you draw me into your labyrinth of love. Lost in between the sheets and uttered moans of pleasure. We collide over and over and I am certain this is how galaxies are created..