hear the drum beat now
jazz, blues, rock and far beyond
ginger baker rocks

“Over the River and through the Woods to grandma's house we go”.

Have you checked on grandma lately??
Grandma don't live over no river
And not through the woods,
NO.

She's in Florida
Left no forwarding address.
For birthdays and Christmas
She sends cards and money

That say from anonymous.

The only time we hear from her
Is if there's a Madonna concert
You know their about that same age

Menopause was left behind
And then replaced
Jazzercise, yoga, spinning
Running and last but not least

That personal trainer
To get her in shape
And she hopes
She might even get a date

Looking at my soul
Deep within a secret place
Guiding me in life

The more time
we are together,
the longer our time apart.

The more moments
I share with you,
the greater the beauty in my life.

I miss you more
with every extra
moment of your life you share.

lifting up skyward
wind providing the power
wings slowly flapping
carried higher as I soar
through clouds taking flight today

{arctic spring arrives
like cubes of ice floating by
seals jumping on chucks
of ice floating by to get
rest from the polar bear chase}

Lunar times, seasons pass,
my mind seems lost in a fog of time,
with the pull of the moon on my mind,
leaves me searching for I know not what,
like I have found a black hole within my mind.

early morning clouds
drifting shapes across the sky
till the sun shines through

Time to wave the flag
Giving thanks for our freedom
Lighting up the fourth.

I am better today than yesterday,
not as good as I will be tomorrow,
yet not to take away
from the joy that is today,
as it is I take in air.

A door closed on love,
my heart was sinking,
with thoughts of failure in life.

A door opened to love,
my heart is soaring
with thoughts of a beautiful life.

I feel the shadow
moving slowly across
the view of life
as the season's change.

The transition of light
limited by the shortness
of the day bringing
me to a yearly change.

Drawing me to a darker place
within the depths
of my mind.
I find comfort within.

Slowly withdrawing
from the world
I know,
finding comfort in solitude.

Our past is just that,
it cannot be changed.

Our future has not arrived
so we do not know what life may bring.

All we truly have in life is this very moment.
No future, no past.

Just this moment in time to savor.
Knowing your life, you control right now.

So each day look in the mirror,
say well done, I have done well.

Your past and your future at this moment do not exist.

Stars shine as night falls
the sandman comes
bringing sleep with sweet dreams

Can you dry away the tears.
They are not planned,
But just appear.

A thought of the past,
Memory so vivid,
Suddenly emotions come forth.

Standing on a street corner,
Taking in the sites;
A shadow seems to cross your path.

Orifice sensations light you up.
Memories again renew your past.
You search around with your eyes.

Hoping to match senses again,
With memory of the past.
To feel that rush you had that did not last.

As you look left,
And then to the right, up ahead.
There's nothing in-sight.

But the memory is there though lost.
And will lay in wait in the dark.
So your heart can race again.

When again the shadow passes.

solstice sun burns hot
scorching earth dawn to dusk
moisture ****** from earth

" Happy Birthday "


born on July fourth
always a firecracker her
yep that was my mom

As I continue to sit
tittering on the
edge of the realm
of my mind.

Pressure still pushing
against the frame
that they say
protects my brain.

My rambling here
will be interpreted
to reflect the view
of some with no real true view.

Fearing not others views,
as long as I
can focus on a life
that's true.

Life will be happily
viewed, from behind
my gold rimmed
rose colored glasses.

Life is what you make it.

Friends and maybe some
infatuation added
they cruelly caned

they call it culture
going against some mean God
reject forgiveness  

my God forgives all
just ask and that's all you need
and not bamboo canes

it was a surprise
not seen ever in some lives
rain brings back all life

simple to enjoy
hoping it's around again
and does not stay gone

loving the sunshine
as it brings life to our earth
only if it rains

Looking on the vastness of the sea of ice
Being pushed up into a wave that stays frozen in time
Until spring and the gradual breakup of the ice
Floating chucks from the size of a dinghy to a full size ship

Cold and unforgiving the weather far below zero
Winds howling across the ice
Leaving a white fog below
And freezes everything in sight

But look quick because it will soon be dark
No ships on the sea except frozen in place
As you walk where they use to be
Dogs on the ready to head out today

Sled loaded with goods to stay warm and survive
Parka, gloves and boots with layers below
Necessities of life when it's -60 below
Waiting till noon for just a little light

Even though soon it will be just like night.
Giving the command to mush on you huskies
Dogs off in a rush excited to run
We survive together or not at all

This place is unforgiving to one an all.

To rise early and be bundled up
Still not really awake
As the car moves down the highway
The sun just rising over the eastern horizon

We have been on the road for two days
My father driving at a high rate of speed
Another adventure of travel
From where we are to where we've been

After a hour and miles behind
Breakfast to fuel the daily run
Towards the past and family pact
Annually we meet like a clan

As we arrive at the park
It's hugs all around
As brothers and sisters
Aunts and uncles

Gathering to see the family of their past
BBQ and potato salad
With bags full of chips
And soda for the kids and beer for adults

Kids running about playing games of tag
Throwing a Frisbee sometimes with dad
Lawn darts and softball
There were games to be had

The day comes to an end
And smiles all around from a great time
Then soon again we are back on the road
And the adventure begins anew

From where we had been
To where we are now
As the park fades away
And we have miles to go

Tears from my mother
As she relates her fears
Of how soon she will see
Her family and parents again

I sit there in silent sadness
As I see her face drawn
As the tears run down her cheeks
And so began my life as mama's boy

baked daily by heat
God teasing and giving hope
it just sprinkled rain

First seeing her vision made my heart skip a beat.
In awe of the beauty before my eyes.
Years have passed but my heart still skips a beat,
Holding her close makes my life complete.

Hearing the term
marching to the
beat of a different drummer,
that thought did
not bother me.

Feeling quit secure
in what I thought,
of what was the norm,
but it appears I
may have been wrong.

Years have past
and by surprise
a miracle or two,
and a God that said,
Let him chill just a bit.

So still here after
many years and still
I ask am I getting it right?
Well the fact that I am still
gives me pause.

Since right or wrong, at least I am here to sing a sad song.

Sun rising slowly
over the Philippine sea.
Many hungry mouths to feed.

Only 10 pesos for food this day.
Noodles or rice to share if lucky,
will be the only food.

Smiles all around
as a meal is shared.
We will not go to bed hungry this night.