W IS FOR WIND…#AtoZChallenge2019

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We are like the wind

Sometimes gentle

Sometimes harsh

A lazy breeze

On a sunny day

Is when life feels most right

And yet, there is more to us

When trouble is around

Blowing hard

Against our foes

Tumbling feelings across the ground

Pushing our way

To find our path

And set our course again

Doing our best

To not become

A hurricane force wind

But we need solace in our hearts

As we pull back the reins

The wind may be invisible

And like us can hide the pain

I is for “I no know, Papa!” #AtoZChallenge2019


I was visiting my precious granddaughter during a time she was expanding her vocabulary, and I asked her an innocuous question, to which she responded:

“I no know, Papa!”

This is a phrase that my wife and I still repeat today… I do love my babies!

REFRAIN

My veins are longing

Longing to be filled

Into expansion

To grow and share my all

And all that I can be

Gentle, small beginnings

Getting stronger every day

Soaking in the nourishment

Soaking up the rays

My color deepens

And with every drop of rain

I live

Until the Fall

Then I refrain

FROZEN POTHOLES

FROZEN POTHOLES

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In the desperation of my folly

I’ve climbed a mountain of regret

On this trapeze of the life I’ve lived

All, without a safety net

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My head up in the clouds

Not seeing what’s in front of me

Unfulfilled and broken promises

Frozen potholes on the sea

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Yet, here I stand just like you

With years under my belt

Time and again I still stumble

But no longer do I melt

NEW BEGINNINGS

NEW BEGINNINGS

Gripped by the strength

Of an unseen hand

I was lead to freedom

In the promised land

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My heart filled with joy

At the sight in the mirror

A smile I thought lost

Forever is clearer

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With goosebumps on skin

As I ready myself

For the hand of another

And nobody else

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Vows to be taken

Spoken from the heart

Blessed by our God

And a brand-new start

THE REBEL

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The rebel fights to be set free
To pillage and trash and burn
Destroying the life with simplicity
Disregarding the good we learn

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If given the chance he will prevail
Leaving a trail of tears
Bottled up inside
How long can we hide
From the rebel who feeds in our fears

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