I knew him from a long time ago;
The years ticked away I learned much from this man as my life begins to grow.
I remember the Cub Scout Pack and the Pine Wood Derby Car;
A silver car we raced it together to win the gold star.
I remember how the man showed me how to bait a hook;
Fish we did and fish we caught from the cold water of the brook.
I remember the first time the man taught me how ride a bike;
A few bruised knees and the red bike was mastered with a little fight.
I remember the first time the man taught me a way to drive;
He expressed the need for safety so that I would survive.
The  years ticked away and the man is no longer here to stay.
The man that I have known from long time ago;
Was my father and I am missing him so! ©2008

Is two better than one?
I asked the master of the game of life.
Depends on the game sometimes two, sometimes three, sometimes maybe even less.
Life seems so confusing the games that come our way;
How to choose the one that will twirl our earth and make life fun this very day.
The master bowed his head as if to listen;
I saw in his eye some sparkle start to glisten.
O my friend he said with a puff on his pipe;
It’s not the games of life that make life fun;
It’s the friends that add up to greet you and that alone adds up to be a great sum.
I see what you’re saying I told the master of game of life;
The friends we meet along the way;
Grants us the opportunity to choose what should be done that day.
Another puff of his pipe and smoke twilled around his head;
I saw that glisten in his eye as the wisdom of the centuries was shed.
You my friend have come a long way;
To understand the importance of life on this day.
So tell me master what is the most important thing for me to know;
When I meet the next person on my journey of life what do I need to show?
Most of all my friend is that everyone on this earth wants people to show them love;
Starts within the soul of person that greets the next like the love of two white doves.
The master laid his pipe along the limb of the old walnut tree;
He brewed two cups of fragrant tea.
Sugar or honey he asked as he set the cups upon the stump;
I could smell the tea set before me and said two sugar lumps.
The master leaned backed against the walnut tree;
He rested his cup of tea upon his knee.
He said, the people you meet; will not know who you are or why your even there;
But before they leave they need to know that you care.
The master sipped his fragrant tea;
I then knew the secret of life and what had to be.
I thanked the master for his kindness as I finished my last sip of tea;
And walked down the path of richness that had been granted to me.
The sun of the new day peaked its head upon my bed;
As I awoke from the night of dreams that filled my soul with the love that needed to be fed.  Now as I meet new souls along life’s highway;
You will know before you leave that I am one that truly cares.
If you have some time for a visit please set down and I will brew us some tea;
Would you like some sugar or honey if you please? ©2008

The 70s brought about a rock band;
I loved the tunes and became a die hard listening fan!
Fleetwood Mac rolled out the notes;
And awesome sounds came from their musical throats.
Upon this span of time this man fell in love;
Testosterone raged a monk for my beloved.
Tunes of Mac kept onward spinning;
A first kiss of new born love was only the beginning.
The kiss of love was just a stepping stone;
As a much deeper love that had grown.
So much more was needed than just a simple kiss;
Fleetwood Mac Rumors played away as this man could only reminisce.
The nights came and the nights went;
With only dreams of empty love made me discontent.
Then physical love came one spring night;
Two souls met the needs of two and make things right.
Fleetwood songs accompanied the two as clothes were shed.
The all night love affair played out upon the bed;
The souls of two knew that all was right;
As their love was shared throughout the night.
Fleetwood Mac tunes still play away to this day.
Reminding this man of the love that two souls were allowed to convey.
Time spins on by the tick of the clock.
Each track of Fleetwood Mac seems to rock.
Memories made in 70s will never stop. ©2008

The day had come for the pointed pieces of steel;
Two holes, three breaths, and some pain to feel.
The steel now rests between the skin of this male.
Held in place by two steel balls that finish the piercing detail.
I think through all the pain,
But never question the reason for this steel that I have gained.
A goal of mine that came about;
I am glad from my inner core without a doubt
The piercing of living comes from inner desire within
Detailed by the artist steel piercing of my skin. ©2008

If time could pass without clock hands affecting
Then touch would last without distressing
We may tend to touch in creation
But friendship is initially the instigation
Without this firm foundation
Then touch seems valueless and without subordination
As time whips by in total disarray
Allow touch to transpire as friendship is my desire ©2008

She raises my spirits beyond yonder dreams so true
Just by seeing her eyes of crimson blue
Her stimulating smile frees me of all my fears for a long while
It’s no wonder that I have easily fallen for you
Your sweet charms and spells, causes my heart to swell
With a canvas of emotions, I set assail on life’s ocean
I cannot help but clearly see, she is the gossamer smoke the can never be
She seems to fit so much better along your side
But my desire is strong I must confide
When the two of you kiss I try to find something amiss
But she is so beautiful & kind
No matter how hard I try to find
There are no reasons for the two of you to not be
I will live my life in dreams of extravagance
Knowing that she has your love of elegance
My ship has set sail for some distance shore
Knowing that the two of you will be lovers forever more
As my ship crests new waves along the way
I thank the two of you for your friendships that will never stray ©2008

The sexy clothes she wore this night
Painted the scene that seemed so right
I poured a glass of dark rich Merlot
Set back to view the intimate show
Mindful play was not going to be the ultimate end
Physical love is all this mind could comprehend
The smile she wore once more
Set the stage of what was in store
Amor Amor fragrance was in the night’s air
While clothes were being scattered without care
I will spin the disk of Fleetwood Mac
Listen to the tunes of each track
Surly the rhythm of Fleetwood “Dreams”
Will set the mood for this lovely scene
Being under the influence of something as lovely as you
Restores my life all anew ©2008

I am just a man living somewhere between Heaven and Hell
I could say that the naughty in me
Is caused by devil that resides in me … now that that wouldn’t be fair to the devil
No, I will take the blame if blame must be
For it is I that lives this life not he
If I have offended a friend because of some lust
Then it is I that will extend the apology that is a must!
The pages of time will advance once more
As I set sail for some distant shore
Along the way I will try to reach for the sky
And if our paths cross someday please don’t be shy
Even though this life with me
May not be perfect as one would expect it to be
I still struggle with living between Heaven and Hell
I would do my best to make things swell
All I ask is some time with thee
To seal our fate in destiny ©2008