A Purpose

Everybody in life has a purpose.
Yours may be a warning to others.

The looks

The Mom look, yeah you know the one.
That piercing gaze.
Those eyes that say so much.
This look has been known to stop a child in his tracks.


The Dad look.
Search and destroy.
Enough said.

Talking

Words in my mouth
twisting my tongue in uncomfortable position.
These foreign objects are flabby and without form.

Memories

Memories lean backward
Life in spots and dabs.
Vivid and strong.
Dim and vague.
Some life altering.
Others bring a smile.
Still others a moment to pause.

The White Horse Dream

Movement of impassioned dreams

He's strong of spirit, and gentle of heart
Distinguishing beauty and grace.
Measure and form are awarded here
Round about the ring moving through the gates
Aristocratic arch and athletic make
Treading  with well grounded foot-work
Each extension a musical beat
Elegance with sprightly feet
Then he glides by glittering light
I lose him in the splendor...Night.

The Smile

Hi, it says!
Inviting participation,
even though its hard to smile
when your truly sad.
It becomes a mask
to fend of the questions,
even if it is true concern.
I show the world I have no concerns
I have no reason to be upset
But behind this shield
Turmoil, rage, and incomprehension.
To tender I suppose.
Do most people feel this way?
Truly unhappy, finding no ease
Walking through this world protecting
themselves with their own shield,
A  HAPPY SMILE!

Grounded Reality

When I need a reality grounding
I go to a diner, I know what a strange place to go.
I love the sounds of clinking dishes.
Sitting at the rear of the restaurant.
Sounds are muffled.
The Gentle sounds of voices buzzing.
Coming in waves, the rise and fall of conversation.
The dim lighting allows for discrete viewing.
Expressions and gestures
Observing life and all its intricacy.
People being social, making promises, making deals.
Some out right lies, others as true as the sunrises.
But this is life and how I learn to be....Human.