Each of us has an option of paths in front of us
Some choose easier paths others harder paths
Each path we choose leads to another path
Some paths lead to failure, some to success
As we travel the path of life, we will find more paths
If we despair and stop taking paths we achieve failure
If we look for the next path, we continue on the path
We each must choose our own path in life
Our struggles along the paths lead to wisdom
For as we learn from our mistakes, we gain wisdom.

I try to express myself with my words
I try to put my thoughts into my words
I try to inspire with my words
I try to help with my words
I try to educate with my words
I try to pass along wisdom with my words
I try to solve problems with my words
I try to show different viewpoints with my words
I try to show love with my words

1000 nights of you
500 days without you
It only took one day to fall in love with you.
Im glad I share it with you.
I love you.

Words are harmless, so they say,
That's where the problem starts;
Sticks and stones
May break our bones
But words will break our hearts.



Words are harmless, so they say,
And point you to their charts;
It's harmless fun,
No damage done.
But... Who will mend our hearts?



The x-rays show no damage
Where words have scathed across,
But it still feels hard to manage,
And leaves you at a loss.



Words are harmless, don't complain,
That's where the problem starts.
It's quite absurd-
A single word-
Enough to break our hearts!



But words are harmless, they maintain;
The subject of their parts,
No less or more,
So let them pour
From all our broken hearts

Milton! thou should’st be living at this hour:
England hath need of thee: she is a fen
Of stagnant waters: altar, sword, and pen,
Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower,
Have forfeited their ancient English dower
Of inward happiness. We are selfish men;
Oh! raise us up, return to us again;
And give us manners, virtue, freedom, power.
Thy soul was like a Star, and dwelt apart:
Thou hadst a voice whose sound was like the sea:
Pure as the naked heavens, majestic, free,
So didst thou travel on life’s common way,
In cheerful godliness; and yet thy heart
The lowliest duties on herself did lay.

shallow water reflections
light pouring over wood floor
seeping slowly over the clock
crisp notes of music cleanly flow
like whisps of firelight in the
cool close comfort of star filled night
the hearts gravity recalls the scent of a lover
the hearts child wanders the memory
simple lines spoken are the most complicated thoughts
and here in this unchanged room
the waiting is allways filled with faces
allways slow
the light that shines is cool white bulbs
has none of the depth of sunlight scattering slowly

daydream drift
the golden hue of her face
each thought peeled slowly from the grasp
each emotional tide moving in the moonlight mind
rushes out to a deep sea
a lost man adrift in the currents
of these strange days


shallow water reflections
each salt water kiss
each warm to the souls touch sandy beach
where stray grains catch in her unkempt hair
the clouds above horizon to horizon grey
swift breeze stirs a moment
then fades into the rustling fabric of leaves in the trees
a bird in its winged gait stumbles across the lawn
its shadow follows
cutting across the grass

I see you

in the stillness of the snow
that blankets the meadow

in the kisses of couples
long spent together

in the rays of the sun
that slowly rises

in the rising of the choral piece
that praises your essence

in the hollow of my heart
steadfast in beating

I see you