... and are still loved and missed by those you left behind.
We won't forget you and we will always thank God for your courage and your faithfulness.
Monday, May 31, 2010
For Those who Served....
Labels:Fiction: the dream
Poetry: Living In the Shadow of Calvary,
Poetry: Songs of Heroes
Sunday, May 30, 2010
Tahoma National Cemetery Memorial Day 2010
The world is weeping and I cry
My tears caught in the rain
But when the sun breaks through the clouds
They’ll both be gone again
My tears caught in the rain
But when the sun breaks through the clouds
They’ll both be gone again
Labels:Fiction: the dream
Loving Dad and Mom,
Poetry: Songs of Sorrow
Friday, May 28, 2010
Still Hurting
I know, some day, your name will not
Cause tears to spill like rain
And someday when they speak of you
My heart won’t break with pain
But for right now I’m still a mess;
I want you back again
And yet, I know that what I want
Is what I can’t obtain;
So I will sit and watch the rain
And rock in silent pain.
Cause tears to spill like rain
And someday when they speak of you
My heart won’t break with pain
But for right now I’m still a mess;
I want you back again
And yet, I know that what I want
Is what I can’t obtain;
So I will sit and watch the rain
And rock in silent pain.
Labels:Fiction: the dream
Loving Dad and Mom,
Poetry: Songs of Sorrow
Disappointed in the Night
The distant stars won’t speak to me
They yawn and drift away;
The moon shrugs off my lonely tears
And moves to stalk new prey;
The night that once held all my dreams
Now turns from their decay
And bids me seek for solace in
The bitter light of day.
They yawn and drift away;
The moon shrugs off my lonely tears
And moves to stalk new prey;
The night that once held all my dreams
Now turns from their decay
And bids me seek for solace in
The bitter light of day.
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Moon Kisses
My voice is silent through the pain
I’ve lost the thoughts to speak
My sinuses begin to drain
My lungs still wheeze and squeak
But when I saw your quiet face
Veiled in twilight mist
I smiled and raised my face to yours
And waited for your kiss
Labels:Fiction: the dream
Photographs and Reflections,
Poetry: Songs of Longing
Friday, May 14, 2010
A Rough Night for Muzzy
The heart that weeps in silent grief
Behind a fast locked door
For the one love that filled her life
And fills her life no more;
The heart that breaks when no one sees
At night, alone in bed
Beside the empty pillow where
He used to lay his head;
The heart that cannot count the days
Since he left her behind
Each day an endless year of pain
In her poor broken mind;
The heart that sees him still sometimes,
As if he stood near by,
And holds him in her dreams at night
Then wakes alone to cry;
The heart that loves him still so much
Can smile through all the pain
Because she knows that someday soon
They’ll be rejoined again.
Behind a fast locked door
For the one love that filled her life
And fills her life no more;
The heart that breaks when no one sees
At night, alone in bed
Beside the empty pillow where
He used to lay his head;
The heart that cannot count the days
Since he left her behind
Each day an endless year of pain
In her poor broken mind;
The heart that sees him still sometimes,
As if he stood near by,
And holds him in her dreams at night
Then wakes alone to cry;
The heart that loves him still so much
Can smile through all the pain
Because she knows that someday soon
They’ll be rejoined again.
Labels:Fiction: the dream
Loving Dad and Mom,
Poetry: Songs of Sorrow
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Old Lonesome Pete
Saturday, May 8, 2010
Away From the Real World
Pixies live in my flower pots
And sleep in the blooms by day
Fairies dance in the starlit grass
And Silkies play in the bay
Gryphons soar above my deck
And dance where the wild winds play
Unicorns graze on my fig tree
A veritable buffet
My life is filled with fairy tales
The real world has moved away
It must have left while I was out
Where the elfin children play…
I must admit, I’m quite content
To have it all stay that way
For there are only sunny days
In the playgrounds of the Fey!
And sleep in the blooms by day
Fairies dance in the starlit grass
And Silkies play in the bay
Gryphons soar above my deck
And dance where the wild winds play
Unicorns graze on my fig tree
A veritable buffet
My life is filled with fairy tales
The real world has moved away
It must have left while I was out
Where the elfin children play…
I must admit, I’m quite content
To have it all stay that way
For there are only sunny days
In the playgrounds of the Fey!
Labels:Fiction: the dream
Poetry: Faery Tales,
Poetry: Songs of Childhood
Sunday, May 2, 2010
Finding My Way Through the Changes
I have to learn to love my new rhythm,
To dance with a smile on my face,
I need to trust the music’s creator
And move at the new music’s pace
All of the steps I once knew have changed now,
The pace of this dance leaves me lost.
I know that I must find peace in its rhythms;
To fail triggers too great a cost.
Stop resisting, let go of my ego,
Step into the music’s soft flow;
Lift up my heart and feel the new rhythm
Then smile and just learn as I go.
To dance with a smile on my face,
I need to trust the music’s creator
And move at the new music’s pace
All of the steps I once knew have changed now,
The pace of this dance leaves me lost.
I know that I must find peace in its rhythms;
To fail triggers too great a cost.
Stop resisting, let go of my ego,
Step into the music’s soft flow;
Lift up my heart and feel the new rhythm
Then smile and just learn as I go.
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