Drifting into the nothingness
that I allow my mind to wander to
or at least that is the story
I want to be told if I slip between the folds.

Expectations are small,
a small piece of happiness
for all, with a special place with my love.
Which makes life real.

Ups and downs go by in life,
but if you have a constant
undying love,
only the bright sunshine of day will shine through.

Showing you the lighted way!

Rain falls on the island,
as she
dodges rain drops
while she runs from tree
to tree,
in an attempt to
stay dry.

Finally she comes
to the meeting
place of her
lover.
They take cover
under the
canopy of the trees.

As they embrace
and trace
their fingers
over each
others bodies.
She reaches
between and touches him.

He traces
his fingers
down along
her body,
feeling the softness,
and curves of her body,
as he kisses her neck.

She guides him
to the soft ground
and they move to
become one
as she opens
to accept the warmth
of his body.

When I write
When I photo shoot
When I ride my Bike
When I fly a kite

My brain tells me what to write
My brain tells me what to shoot
My brain tells me where to ride
My brain tells me when to take flight

My brain tells me up
My brain tells me down
My brain tells me right
My brain tells me left

Is that RIGHT? NO LEFT?

I do these many things
As I sort for things
Some are found things
Some are lost things

I get advise
I don't give advise
I like advise
But it's my brains DEVISE

Sometime I want to drive???? Please???

But I have to remember
Which is Left
And
Which is Right

As is my usual practice prior to the beginning of the holidays season from about Thanksgiving and up through Christmas and all other holiday's of everyone's politically correct choice. Now I am not singling out, just the fact, that I respect them all and to old to know all there names.

So to get to the point of my banter. I watch a selection of holiday movies over a number of weeks. The time came round where the selection of the day, was the original, “Miracle On 34th Street”, with little Natalie Wood.

I tipped back my chair as the show started to play. As the credits rolled I was like thinking, I love this movie. But after a bit my mind kicked in and the softness began to firm. The thought that came to the front of my thoughts, I actually slept through the show and entire plot.

My thoughts were filled with beautiful Christmas thoughts of bells ringing and an angel gets it's wings. I heard the show as it played away in my sleep and my mind recalled all the previous views of the show over the years. I considered watching it again, but surprisingly I feel quite content.

Memories go back in time,
but how far.
Is it to our birth
or our first year after that.

Finding my mind
not always aware of the time.
A place, a person or
perchance, just a passing thought.

Remembering times of good cheer,
fellowship and maybe a little tear.
Thoughts of my past
and passing friends that are no more.

New Years will be here soon,
as another has past.
A chance to renew,
starting from scratch, a new year.

Starting a new
with happiness and good cheer.
I get to start over
as it will soon be a New Year.

It had been over
3 hours since
going to bed.
And sleep came easy.

When 3 AM rolls around,
my eyes are open,
and my brain
seems to be slipping into overdrive.

Tossing and turning
staring at the dark
of the night
as I wrestle with sleep.

Getting up
to pace the floor
looking for my allusive sleep.
It's back to bed an try to rest once more.

It's no use
the thoughts are racing,
the eyes are open
and the brain is on overdrive.

So in reality,
it has come to the point,
the facts are in,
my night of sleep is at an end.

Love is always real..............................until it's not.

Cruis'in through my day
I tried to take my time
            Look'in all around to find a way to smile

            Cruis'in through my week
I always take my time
            Look'in all around for what will make me smile

            Cruis'in through my month
I always share my time
            Look'in all around and make someone smile

            Cruis'in through my years
I take a lot of time
            Look'in all around at years of many smile's

Aromatic coffee coming
fresh from the *** to my cup.
My day is complete since I'm having
that first cup.

A smile on my face,
picking up the pace,
now that I've had
that first cup.

My thoughts are racing
as I charge through my day,
at monumental speed, since
that first cup.

It's time to wind down,
day coming to night,
but my heart still racing, since having more than,
that first cup.

Another day is
lit up by the suns
early rise.

The smell
of fresh roasted coffee
permeates the air.

As I savor
that first sip,
I am at peace with the world.

Many words do leave my pen
along with many thoughts,
dreams and ideas,
expressed with ease.

I go to speak to God,
with many thoughts
of devotion and love.
But my words to God
seem to be lacking,
in the big scheme of things.

Truth comes forth in my mind,
that I have not given
or felt the love,
that I should for my God.

Speaking words of love
to my beloved,
comes easy as my heart
bleeds my love for her.

But is my lack
of words for my God,
because I have not
shown my God the same love,

That he deserves!!

Thoughts of what we really need to find happiness.

Never allow your expectations to get in the way of your happiness. Happiness is fulfillment.

The sea recedes for a few hours.
Local families pick rocks washed close to shallow shores.
Cleaning their bounty before filling 50-kilo bags,
to sell for food to fill their stomachs this day.

Tomorrow is another day by the beautiful seashore.

Standing close as you to start your day
And not being seen I wish to stay
Trying not to be a hindrance in play

As you move through the day stay close
And yet keep my distance at most
Seen not as I move around to stay a ghost

As the sun shines brightly in the sky
And in my element am able to not say goodbye
Enjoying myself while attempting to hide

The sun goes down and you go to rest
Lay my head with you which is best
But stay unseen to all unless

You move just right and find the right light

Life is but as strong as the love which binds it.

A gentleman of the night hidden by shadows of light, fog shrouding his path.......
Planning a light supper at eight.

She was a soft skinned beauty attracted to the night, walking between the flashes of light. Avoiding shadows near dark. Must not be late, dinners at eight.

Turn right at the corner, don't want to be late, dinners at eight.

Stopped on my journey by a gentleman this night. Looked into his dark eyes,
I fall under his spell, following along.......Holding me close, a cold comfort I feel.
Moving to the shadows, out of the light, to be alone with my new lover.

Gentle kisses on lips, a firm grip to my arm, squeezing me close.
Then kisses along my bare shoulders, a small bite to my neck as my passion grows,
I grow weak from his taste, but we're not late, dinner was at eight.

Starting as a question
within my mind.
I feel an odd sensation,
but not unfamiliar to a person in my state.

Sensations change and
pressure felt upon
the frontal lob.
Knowing the drill
and not to wait.

A bottle is found
that may correct
many mistakes if
I act in time.
And slow the progress just in time.

Seeming to stem the tide
I have some sleep
and bide my time.
But when I wake
and far to soon.

My mistakes are
coming through.
Shadows now
have turned
quite dark.

And past the stage,
a mistake was made.
My day is not in doubt,
as I expect I have bought,
a day or two, to fight a bout.

More meds come now
but still not much
as my brain fights
itself in my defense.
Between healthy choice,

and reducing pain.

I make a choice
and to be fair,
it seldom happens
in my thoughts.
As pains go away.

But still you have
the remembrance
of lost time when
you were in great pain.

And it's not that new,
and just a memory.
Carrying that memory
helps when in pain.

It's nothing new
and over 50 years
strong with memories.

So beyond the lost
time that I'm using now
to write these words
in my altered state.

It's a pain that I call
a topic of conversation.
As so much of my daily
life throughout my life,
has been me saying,

Excuse my state My headaches.

But my thought to add today is this pain maybe a bit of stress from all the pain I feel for all the world. As we mourn the lives of humans of this earth. Good and evil in the end is still a human life that should have had some value to someone. May all around the world from all evil in the past few weeks pray to their God or deity for a quiet time in some part of the world. Peace out!!

The beat of my heart,
may just be
in my head.

But when in the dark
lying quietly,
by your side.

The sound I hear
so loud, I expect,
it would wake you.

But the sound
is loud,
there in the dark.

Because you're near
and close
to my heart.

Happy New Year's To All. Friend or foe, it does not matter. For my foes, happiness may come in the form of Karma and hopefully you are right with the world.

To All The Rest Of My Friends and those that read my words:

May the new year bring enlightenment on your life and expectations. Bringing you all the joy and happiness that can be enjoyed by one human.

Always travel the high road and keep the world in site.

Roses In Garden
          With Early Morning Dew Drops
Now breakfast Table

The demons never win in the dark
            They are my playthings which I use in the dark
             I am not theirs because I control my dark

Playing Dodge Ball in Dark hallways of my mind
            They are my playthings which I use in the dark
            They battle hard yet always lose

Sitting on the edge of the blade of life
            They are my playthings which I use in the dark
            And always one foot in the light

Sitting between darkness and light
             So I stay grounded in life.
             But always keep in sight the light


                   NEVER LOSE SIGHT OF THE LIGHT

In the reality of this place,
within the darkness of my mind
I got a call, from a gal,
to follow a lead.

Her name was Alice,
she was a “Dame”
She said down that rabbit hole,
it would be fine, not insane.

So I followed her
down the hole that night,
then she gave me a funny hat,
but that was cool.
As I, was watch'in her fine ***.

She said to me
that hat you wear
makes you fit right in.
I took her word, strutt'in in style,

Of the cool cat's pipe!

I did partake, ****
that chick was right,
it's quite a place,
to take a ride, most any night.

I'll go again, but not so soon,
since it's a scary ride.
Down a real dark hole.
I don't know if I'll get out again.

Many go to war,
fewer numbers return.
The pain after returning
is hard to repair.
Missing friends not on the flight.

Memories of fighting
and of death.
Bodies burned,
mutilated and abused,
residing still in the minds eye.

Go on with life,
going forward to live that dream.
But in the dark of night,
demons come out,
displaying in your dreams the
vision still,

war and death.

You cannot hide the burden
carried of lost friends,
that saved your life.
So now you wonder,
why was it me and not them.

Time goes on
but the burden grows heavy
as the mind grows dark with guilt.
Until the weight is to much
to go on living a beautiful life not deserved.

It will end tonight as I cannot bare the pain beyond this point.

Dark water was deep
         Cold waters now embrace me
 Darkness takes over

This time of year to express
love to the one held dear.
But why must it be just expressed
just this, once a year.

With the love that I feel
it should be every day.
Rather than to only express
it once this day, a single time of year.

So a card, flowers or something
sweet on this one day,
yet daily I will express my love,
every day of the year.

Sweetheart, I love you each and every day.

Rain tease us lately
         Baking earth lately.

Lakes are low lately
         Rivers are low lately

Trees die lately
          Grass dies lately

Prices up lately
           Money down lately

Suffering up lately
            Happiness down lately

Prayers up lately
              Attendance down lately

                               Looking at life lately

                                                               Sad lately

Falling into the abyss of love.
Lost in the depth of my passion for you.

Finding no satisfaction for my infatuation,
but by holding you against me.

Looking into your eyes,
your soft skin silken to my touch.

Then gently as our lips
touch softly for just a moment.

Bringing fire to my soul, passion to my heart,
knowing your love, for all time is real.