Wednesday, August 15, 2018

Well Noted

The leader of the band
Plays his farewell concert.
Many instruments directed.
Millions of notes played.

Do not play sad chords;
His music is not done.
Many students learned;
His song plays on

Kids learned passion
to dance and play in notes,
To feel the bass,
Love the rhythm.

Through the melody,
Life lesson learned.
Music touches the soul,
And he touched the heart.

So, Strike up the band
And play a joyful tune.
We celebrate today
The Crescendo of career

Play loud and strong
As he did in class.
Forever music plays
For this well noted man.

Wednesday, August 8, 2018

Wild Flower

Good things come in small packages
so doth the saying go.
Somewhat appropriate, yet lacking depth,
don’t you know
when speaking of a black diamond girl
of five foot or so.
She races, dances, and speaks as if someone
hit the nitro.
Hair all a tumble, eyes of sparkle bright
is this little dynamo.
Energy and attitude tumble together;
her aura, electric rainbow.
Tender soul and fierce heart with lightning
they did sew
creating a lively, wild and beautiful flower
to erupt and grow.



Friday, August 3, 2018

There

There.
Beside.
Comfort,
Secure,
A shoulder,
A hug.

There.
Together.
Smile,
Laughter,
A moment,
A joy.

There.
Behind.
Courage,
Daring,
A push,
A cheer.

There.
Ahead.
Opening,
Shielding,
A teammate
A guard.

There.
Now.
Then,
Always,
A confidant,
An ally.

There.
The best
Word
That
Describes

A friend.

Tuesday, July 31, 2018

Novel

Our lives get interwoven
Into many different stories.
We are a page or two to some
Or a chapter in another’s.


Many tales make us who we are;
Some pages tear stained,
Some wrinkled with laughter,
All gilded in gold.


On days like today,
Two lives blend together
Into a promise of many pages
That will yield a novel.


The words written forward
From this promise till eternity
Tell boldly, the unique drama
Of loving and living, happily together.

Blueprints

The foundation is made of
One part love, one part trust
And two parts of each other.
Mix well.

Walls are built with sturdy planks
Of  kindness and faith
For they insulate against the storms.

The roof is caring
Shingled with determination
Nailed down with a promise.

Windows and doors are needed.
The more the better.
A well lit open-air floor plan
Keeps it fresh and clean.

And a fire place is built
To keep the passion aflame
For this will warm the house
Forever.

Dreams must be wired throughout
and be kept up to code,
So the house will provide
the energy to be and do.

The decor is made of many things collected.
Laughs and smiles, tears and heartaches,
Hugs, jokes, prayers, and kisses
Add the right touch.
While quiet moments and cleansing words
Sweep away any dormant dust.

No, there is not any blueprint to look upon
There’s only a stockyard of supplies
From family, friends and God above.
The work and the comfort
Are to the husband and wife
To build and nurture a happy life.

Sunday, July 29, 2018

Pounded

Pounded.
Digital images
of artificial worlds,
perfect people,
and white teeth

Pounded.
Serious faces
spew grim realities
of a world
of gray.

Pounded.
Allies say
it’s “them.”
We need to rebel
against rules.

Pounded.
Many individuals
collaborate against
the trend,
“Do it our way.”

Pounded.
Uncertain thoughts
within your head
What is right, wrong?
What is.

Pounded.
with hammers
on the soul
until weak.
Hope is depleted,
falling.

Pounded.
To the core
of being
where life sparks
and surges.

Pounded
to the dense
Essence that
will not just
sigh.

Pounded,
yet not failing.
Clawing back
to see and
stand.

Pounded
on the surface.
Strong inside,
Living,

Being.

Wednesday, July 18, 2018

Jump in the Lake

A cool day in July,
Breezy, bright, and bold.
A Great Lake ahead,
Michigan, waves inviting.


A young woman,
scars on her body, stands
A warrior, battles fought,
Freedom reborn in the water.


A jump in the lake,
Victory washes in waves.
An act of simple joy
is her celebration of life.