The Wheel

Round and round, floating off the ground Why must we run, with each morning sun Huffing like a gadfly, trying to leap high No matter how we feel, up on the wheel Life in a slump, grounded by a speed bump Every day the same, tie score in the game This plight is real, the … More The Wheel

Summer Sunset

The color is diffuse, so is my mood June held promise, golden at dusk Savored every bite, like picnic food Worked the muscles, giving off musk The day melts away, sprinklers hissing Morning breeze, before searing heat On my face, the sun’s constant kissing Glistening pool, a refreshing retreat Evening sounds, bares the children in … More Summer Sunset

The Introspective Soul

Take a moment, how do you rate? Not bulletproof just compassionate Battered, but far from needing a transplant A safe house, always a willing confidante Weighty enough to tether you to reality Stepping forward to seize your responsibility Humble mastery of your malfunctions Correcting damage from your compunctions Resisting the pull of immature behavior Stand … More The Introspective Soul

Falling Up

Word balloons drift from my lips Thoughts scrambled like secret code Restraining this odd feeling Emotions desperate to explode Instead of toppling to the ground I am lifted by loving hands Relearning to reveal myself Vulnerable to life’s new plans Miles of hard road lay behind This face not recognizable in the mirror A journey … More Falling Up

Growing Younger

Mile marker number 64 is dead ahead for me. Maybe “dead” is not the best word to use.  Anyway, around and around in orbit we go.  On the occasion of birthdays, one may feel a bit philosophical. So, here are a few observations about the journey. The sun no longer seems surprised; him again. And … More Growing Younger

Recalibrate

An early morning walkabout Drifting through the morning haze Many thought balloons float away My boldness going up in a blaze I’m long out of practice But I know that feeling Like a needle in a haystack I’m lightheaded and reeling My mind runs the probability Time clears away any fears The traps could be … More Recalibrate

The Dream Genie

What is the origin of our dreams? Where do they come from? Who is the gatekeeper of our dreams?  Surely, there is a genie that decides what our dreams will be on a certain night, what order they come and nature of the visual data that flows into our brain’s receptors. We have all had … More The Dream Genie