many trust in anger
to get them the result
their bullying self
has been getting
all their lives.

Living on a shoestring, but
I'm enjoying my Spring Fling

.

    Memories
    are like
     footprints
        in the sand.

         They tell...
          In so many
          fragmented
          tales,
         where you
         came from.

        How far
       you've walked.
       How lightly
       you've trodden.
        And how hard
         you've dug
          your toes
            in deep.

             But...
             Unlike
              footprints,
            memories
           don't get
           washed away
            so easily
             by the tide.

.

I want to Speak Life into your Life.
I want to Love upon you with Christ love.
I want to always be there for you in all times.
I want to thank you for all that you do here.
I want to be blind and deaf to all of your..
Faults, Errors, and to all of your mistakes too.
I want to Bless you when you are feeling sad.
I want to help you when all else has abandon you.
I want to thank you for everything that you have done.

Last night
I lifted my head
to the sky
seemingly
not so far away
like my dog on the porch
listening
to the songs of the frogs
singing up a storm
I asked her, sweet mutt
of mine to interpret
their words
and she looked at me
as if to say
just listen my friend
they sing of the wind
and the pines
the ocean
that great saltwater dish
where we were born
and the coming
of a great tide
and how we should be
more kind
to our Mother
the Earth tomorrow
on her Birthday
they sing instructions
and warnings
of obituaries heard
in a thunderous warming
then she sighed
and closed her eyes
thumping her tail
in time with the chorous
as the moon
raised his great blind eye
up over the forest.

weaving poems like reed baskets
to offer in the market place
for barter or for coin
or even to give freely to the poor
- those in need of a vessel
to transport them to freedom
- the beauty within their own soul.

may I write with purpose
and that purpose be love

and may I take my seat
let love have its way

I forever dissolved
into the mystery of loves deeps.

Can't

Describe you

To the blind

Best

Speak

for yourself.