Death · Everyday Life · Religion · Travel

My Dear Goliath 7/6/2018

Somewhere out there waiting

my Goliath stands,

a titan among men,

blinded by his strength

cursed by his own size

 

so high on his mountain

he can not see the truth

of the world around him

the glare from blooded loot

 

so fat from his treasures

he can not hear the screams

of those his might has crushed

stolen or demeaned

 

and though I may die

or even god forbid,

 

grow giant just like them.

 

right now I am breathing

right now I am being

happily collecting rocks

 

no it isn’t steel

nor mighty bars alike

just pebbles, hopes, and dreams

on the slings of all my might

 

for the blind can not see

the fat will not hear

the titanic never feel

 

and by the gods,

some curse or gift,

I do rightly feel

 

and oh, those dear Goliaths

will know my worldly weight,

for all my rocks and visions

will move you from that space.

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Love · Nature · Travel · Uncategorized

Flower Apollo’s Need 7/1/2018

My sun shines sweetly

kissing all my thorns

watering me swiftly

oh how I love her more

of this bloom I’m sure

 

I’m growing more enthralled

through water rain and storm

yet I  wilt so wrecked and worn

for my love shines foreign shore

and all the while still

I love her even more

 

Every time I think of her

my heart it plants a seed

to grow around her feet

 

to protect my golden sun

 

Flower Apollo’s Need

Guest Photographer · Love

What my brother taught me 6/1/18

Ever since I was a kid

I learned from my brother,

asked him many questions

and here is another

 

 

do girls have cooties?

 

 

so boldly he taught me

how to traverse their world,

how to gel your hair

and how to love a girl.

 

he taught me how sweet

a lover’s laugh and smile,

how to treat your queen

and go the extra mile.

 

he taught me how to dance

at my first school ball,

he picked me up and smiled

when my waltz became a fall.

 

so there it plainly is

the greatest lesson of all,

he showed me how to fly

when a girl makes you fall.

Everyday Life · Friendship · Guest Photographer · Uncategorized

Brothers of Frightful Sea 5/28/18

We vikings,

raiders of foreign shores,

brave the unknown steel

 

Each step a swing,

Each word a block,

 

For Each day and Each way,

to breath unscathed,

a quiet scream to say,

 

we haven’t given up

we do not surrender!

 

so we stand against the tide,

arms out stretched

for love’s wings unfurl inside us

and give us flight above all else.

 

oh, my kin of war

guard me mine

for all hope we have

is all we hope to be

 

my brother of frightful sea.

Everyday Life · Guest Photographer · Nature · Uncategorized

To this, I am free 5/27/18

to this land which poisons me,

to these souls which judge me,

 

I know no safety

but the freedom of pre-conceived condemnation.

 

I know no comfort

but the washing of the vile

harshly piled upon my skin.

 

to this land which poisons me,

to these souls which judge me,

 

know this…

 

you can squeeze me

bend me

smack me

claw at me until you’re satisfied,

 

but I shall never break.

 

to this land

to those souls

 

I am free.

Everyday Life · Friendship · Guest Author · Guest Photographer · Uncategorized

The Time Capsule: by Penny Preston 5/22/18

My calendar must be replaced

this I hate to do.

The memories invoked within are pleasing to review.

 

I’ll forget about the dentist.

Don’t remind me of the vet,

but the movie night with girlfriends

brought some fun I don’t regret.

 

I enjoyed the cookout with my sons.

Had pleasure at the beach

The potluck at work had lots of laughts

I like reliving each…

 

I, now, glance down into my purse

my checkbook is all full.

ohhh…. the craftshow ….