Wednesday, October 5, 2011


nerves are amp-ted
gears grinding in my mind
time to turn out the answers
to the questions
so foreign and sublime

Thursday, August 18, 2011

Bad Poetry Day!!!

It is finally bad poetry day! The only day of the year that I can write bad poetry and not feel guilty by it all! goes......hold on folks!

I feel like writing poetry.
The words I do not knowetry
I think they should be flowery
because that gives them...powery
And of course the phrases should rhyme
and they should do it all the time
but that is hard to accomplish
and I wonder if for lunch we'll have codfish
Because it is a day for really bad poems
I think this one will have no end...
for only a talent scout could unearth
the beginning of the end of this poem's dearth.
Alas, my time runs short.....
so I'll end this poem with the word......umm...the word
what's the word I'm looking for here? oh yeah!............

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

I Choose

Yes, I have walked through the valley of the shadow of death.
And, I have known evil.
But, I choose not to do that any longer.

I have faced demons that had the same faces of the ones I love.
I have battled the devil in the form of those who “cared”.
And, I choose to forgive….and go on.

I have faced evil in the form of my own addictions and desires…
I have battled myself and lost….
I have chosen to up my odds,
I have chosen to raise the bar and
I have chosen to Believe.

To Believe in a power higher than myself…
Call it what you wish…
I call Him, Father…
I call Him, Brother and
I call Him, my Savior.

And, now …
When I walk through the valley of the shadow of death …
I  fear no evil.

Sunday, June 12, 2011

Happy Times

Happy times
Happy times
Though it be cloudy and rainin'
I got me some happy times.

I got a Lord to turn to
A Savior who cares
Family that loves me
and friends who share

Happy times
Happy times
Say it with me....
I got me some
Happy times.

Thursday, June 9, 2011

My Wish...

I wish the world could see itself as I see it
The mountains with their fearsome splendor
The prairies and their colors bright
The ocean with its waves crashing and
Its beaches…sometimes black and oft times white.

I wish the world could see it as I see it.
The grass so green and vibrant in its glory
The clouds transforming in the sky
The river flowing ever onward
Its water crashing from the falls overhead… so high.

I wish the world could be seen as I see it
Not as it is sometimes
With destruction
 War … tearing it apart
 And its people committing

Saturday, May 21, 2011


Good morning sunshine.
You make me smile.
Where have you been?
Haven't seen you in awhile.

Life sent me some tornadoes.
One, almost, blew me away.
How are you doing sunshine?
I sure hope this time you'll stay.

Sunshine, my only sunshine...
Oh, wait, I hate that song.
But, sunshine I'm glad you're here today,
and I hope your visit will be long.

Monday, May 9, 2011

Lost Sock Memorial Day

Why is it we make days to remember lost socks and frivolous things such as that....when we find it hard to remember those who have gone before us? Just a random question I started to ponder as I prepared for today's activities at work.

Lost Sock
Ohh my sock!
My poor, lost sock.
Did you wander far from home?

Oh my sock!
My dear, lost sock.
Are you scared, and all alone?

My precious, lost sock..
My foot is getting cold.

Yo. Sock.
Where did you go?