poetry, prose, and photography
I move with the wind
Upon these steel wheels
Over asphalt night
I was able to ride this evening. Something I delight to do, though time has been challenging of late. The feeling of drifting over the road has long brought me tranquility and peace. A critical peace of my sanity while, as a young teen, I watched my mother consumed with cancer. Motion soothed my tortured soul.
And now dawn has come
Sleep kept this hidden from me
Until the birds called
Living with purpose
With effectiveness and joy
A life worth living
So many demands
Assets pulled so many ways
Success needs focus
I’m exploring my options regarding blogging. I love this, but also feel compelled to focus. Come read more of my thoughts over on this post.
Antidote to fear
Focus on the positive
Create your own joy
I try to resist
Our culture’s lusting for rage
Focusing on light
This new day begins
Filled with opportunity
As the daylight grows
As summer begins
Plenty of sunshine and warmth
A flower’s voice heard
A joyous privilege
To watch these children grow up
Perhaps be helpful
Fatherhood is an amazing privilege. Watching, not just my son, but all these kids around him, grow into these interesting and amazing young men and women fills me with pride and wonder.
Darkness fades to light
Though I missed this while I slept
Blessed my restless mind
Sleeping solidly through the night is such a wonderful thing. With the mania of modern life, it’s also somewhat rare.
Word Shaper 