Hope and Prayer


I sip my coffee

And prepare my mind

Hoping to make the right changes

For the interview  this time.

Three months unemployed 

Has taken its toll on the account 

Loving the extra time

Not the bills starting to mount.

A humbling process. . .

Different from years passed

Always having a job 

Expectations often surpassed.

Hands are now folded

My head slightly down

May this be the prayer answered

And employment be bound.

Keeping Youth 


Walk into walls

To see if they fit

Finger in socket

Until the shocks quit.

Ring around the Rosie

Truck bed rides

Drinking from a hose

God is the guide.

Eat off the floor

Before the final second ends

Remember it all

Even when time isn’t a friend.

The Joker

The Joker

I walk in a dimension
There are truths
Dressed in stories
Of the liars den.
I walk carefully
To not wake curiosity
In me
Or in anything.
Whispers taunt
Like wasps circle
No Trust
But fear.
The joker laughs
As the fool trips
On the truth of the ledge
And the romance of the fall.

Not Knowing Why


So often a need to understand 

Is a puzzle that can’t be solved

Delusions hide a truth 

Impatience hides resolve.

Magic is an illusion 

Much like reality in a group . . .

All life faces death 

The old once had youth.

Moments are a consequence 

To a past coming true . . .

Blessing are the lesson

Learning is up to you.

Faith in an outcome-

Despite trials taking comfort’s place

Hides beauty and a power . . .

Too often sacrificed to waste.

Grey skies lead to blue-

The sun will always rise

Stop needing to understand –

Appreciate not knowing why.

In Loving Memory

Amazing Sky
I witnessed the end
With no middle or beginning-
Confusion and torment
And faith growing and thinning….
I heard the stories told
As laughs were appreciated and shared
All about a young man
Who could no longer be there.
The more I learned about you-
Less anything made sense…
Actions so regrettable-
Knowledge missing a defense.
I witnessed amazing love
As a community held tight
Crying together-
Knowing nothing would make this right.
I was part of a goodbye-
Without ever having a hello…
But I will still miss you always. . .
And that is what I needed you to know.

Life Steps


Distractions are gone

While thoughts are left

Along with goals

Which didn’t get met.

A rhyme at times-

With a picture to match…

The pieces to puzzles 

And clues to catch.

Solitaire in confinement 

And paths to get lost-

Fearing the total…

While calculating cost.

Hope on the horizon

The moon lights the way…

Clearing a path

Worthy to stay.

Why Not?


Why is loss

What makes so many write?

But good days and memories 

Seem more out of sight?

Why is anger

So easy on the tongue?

Why laminate a tragedy?

And not the victories won?

Why not change the story?

And give victory a proper speech?

Allow life to make a difference…

And practice what you preach.