- Boston, Massachusetts, usa
- July 11
- I love writing and nature and psychology.
Young at heart and love to laugh!
MY RECENT POSTS
- "Never Limit Yourself"
March 10, 2015 07:57AM
- "All We Have Is This Moment"
March 09, 2015 05:10PM
- "Worries Are Just Thoughts"
March 08, 2015 09:59AM
- "The Hands"
March 07, 2015 07:04AM
- "Of Being Human"
March 06, 2015 05:38PM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “Thank You...It's people
like yourself that inspire
April 16, 2013 09:25AM
- “It's about
February 10, 2013 07:07AM
- “FREEDOM RINGS, to Art
James thee shall bring.
mortal man whose mouth thus
February 21, 2012 08:18AM
- “LOVE "THE GIVING TREE"
by Shel Silverstein!! I gave
to a 68
February 16, 2012 06:26AM
- “I'm 46”
January 02, 2012 09:05AM
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My arms are the walls.
My mouth is the door.
My eyes are the windows.
My body is the landscape.
My legs are the stairs.
My head is the blueprint.
they've yet to be.
Why waste my precious time on
what's right now in front of me?
I use imagination to create
Some say it's only fantasy.
I say it's what I dare glean!
Everything started out
as just a lowly mans dream.
Because he saw things not as w… Read full post »
Though it's not the easiest way.
And I know it's not the best way.
Sometimes it feels like the toughest way.
I find myself thinking are we going the wrong way?
Because it often seems like it's only going one way.
It can feel like it's all my way.
Then it can… Read full post »
You can't see its growth underground.
Until it pushes past the soil,
and a tiny stem pokes its way
will it show and abound.
But there's a process going on beneath
which makes it possible for that seed
to break through.
And what I believe is that you're the seed
and that pro… Read full post »
Like the black man segregated from the white.
We're at odds.
Like the day coming up against the night.
We're at odds.
Like the heavy versus the light.
Wer're at odds.
I'm the left, you're the right.
We're at odds.
And so we fight.
We're at odds.
Hurting each other with an unintended slight.… Read full post »
and we use to play?
The world was ours to have
in our own way.
Whatever happened to this world
When did it cease?
How did it end?
I don't think that I want to
to drink champagne out of a flute.
I'll have mine in a paper cup!
Allways worrying about mo… Read full post »
I'd be the pod
if you were a pea.
You'd be enscounced
in my fibrous husk.
A pod protects the pea.
Oh won't you alllow me to wrap up
one rolling, lonely pea?
What can I be to thee?
I'd be the honey
if you were a bee.
You'd get nourished
by my sweet nectar.
Honey feeds… Read full post »
That's why you're always patronizing me.
I don't see you as any better!
I could burn you up
like a love letter!
Supercilious from where you are.
No, I have not got that far.
Tenacious is my steadfast grip.
My palms are sweaty.
But I shan't slip!
So you've come t… Read full post »
through the mist and the stormy sea.
And you have to follow it to awaken all your dreams.
Where you're going and who your with
are questions you don't know.
The wind keeps pushing your sails and rocking you
to and fro.
Oh where oh where are you taking me?… Read full post »
that could reach into the depths of my soul.
Someone I could bare myself with,
not just ceratin parts, but the whole.
I have such fragility and great vulnerability
that cautions me at every turn.
But with you I'm not afraid to expose myself.
I'm well pr… Read full post »
I see shimmering, dancing little stars.
And I think when I was a child
how I made a wish on one of those stars.
I had chosen, among the many
one special one.
And I guess that is how you came to me.
You were the chosen one.
Out of the… Read full post »
Life is too short and sorrow too heavy to bear.
Let us appreciate what we have here.
Let us be in the present, not think of yesterday.
And as for the future, it's too far away.
There is nobody else like you.
You are one of a kind.
Nobody else can be you.
And I wouldn't change a thing.
I love you just the way you are.
I don't want flawless!
Each blemish is a unique characteristic
of who you are.
No one else can compare to you.
You shine in your… Read full post »
to tell you just how much you mean to me?
Today in this hustled and hurried world
people often don't stop and take the time
to tell someone how much they care.
But this is your day, mom.
This is the day we stop all that we… Read full post »
We cannot always measure
the fruits of our labor.
Was it the all those late night talks
when you were so tired
that you could barely keep your eyes opened?
But didn't you listen so attentively!
Was it those summers on the beach
when we both sat watching the ocean
come to shore, quiet and reflectivel… Read full post »
In this day and age it is something
we run out of a lot.
It is the most precious gift we can give,
the gift of ourselves.
Is something that can get lost
if we are not careful how we handle it. Read full post »
who passes on his genes.
To me you represent everything
that a father is suppose to be.
You listen without judgement.
Sometimes I don't always say the right thing.
I know I don't show you enough how much I care.
Yet you have this amazing way of taking me in.
You have this sensibility to read me.
You know the th… Read full post »
In this big, big world isn't it nice
to have someone of your own.
Someone you can count on,
someone to depend.
Others come and go
but you'll always have a friend.
When you seem to struggle
and when you're feeling down,
others might turn their back on you.
But you know I'll be aroun… Read full post »
between the heart and the mind,
It sets a pathway of resistance.
Peace you shall not find!
Internally you juggle
what you can not abide,
creating a perpetual struggle
from extreme opposing sides.
You only end up losing
this fight wit… Read full post »
You and I don't need words.
We don't need to clutter our mind with thoughts.
We already have so much clutter in our life.
You and I are so relaxed with each other.
It is… Read full post »
Time is like a theif in the dark.
Though we want to get much closer
stand too and close you'll miss the mark.
Won't we know so much more
by standing the test of time?
People always in a rush, what for?
Like they're running from a crime.
I'll be here tom… Read full post »
Black, yellow or blue
with one limb
or with two.
Each child a gift of God
Intelligent or cognitively impaired
slender, stout, in the middle
bald or fully haired.
Each child a gift of God
Rich, poor or middle class.
Living on the streets
or in a house with manicured … Read full post »
The climb's an uphill battle.
Yet I'm in deep.
But I won't respond to foolish prattle.
You're a lost sheep
if you silence your own rattle.
I'm up the creek,
in a boat without a paddle.
No place for the meek,
a wild horse without a saddle.
'Cause what I seek
is… Read full post »
your sheer resistance
I know that you're holding the reins
to your controlled existence.
Pulling on them
with all of your might.
So safe do you feel
when holding them tight.
Do you not know to love
is to surrender?
That which you can not give up.
That which you can no… Read full post »