Tranquil

This poem is from my "The Dim Light" collection and it certainly was not tranquil to write. But I was happy with it when I was done (which doesn't happen a lot). I hope you enjoy!

Tranquil

The steady rain falls downward from the cumulus
saturating everything, the rain drops persist.
Each make there own impact, but stay anonymous.

The wide-open spaces expose no such resist
only cover contests its free fall plummeting.

But their vertical stampede show they do exist.

An acid wash you’ll still feel while maneuvering,
feeling wet with the coldness creates a quiver
and lightning purges the sky which is thundering.

Patience alone won’t stop an adjourning river.
Deserving Earth gets itself a refreshing drink
as a serene cloudburst delivers a shiver.

Through time the hate-filled boats will eventually sink.

Blissfully soothing are the showers of April,

they broaden and cultivate instances to think.

Each splash is important as the last will fulfill.

Bits of water scatter and spray in succession

so much commotion, yet everything else is still.

Puddles of precipitation leave impressions

as aqua pellets burst with clatter of landing.

To drench and soak anything is their intention.

In this world where it seems life is too demanding,

the atmosphere’s condensed medley feels so tranquil.

And now I see with a better understanding.

Happy belated birthday Sherry LeGarda!!!

This goes out to one of my best friend's daughter...Sherry LeGarda. Happy belated birthday and I am still waiting for you to become a "follower". God bless.

Dream Job

What would you consider to be your dream job? What is the one job/thing you love doing more than anything else in the world? Obviously mine would be writing for a living whether it'd be for children or for readers of poetry. How about you?

Kids

Well, I have been on vacation since the 18th (and don't return until the 4th of January, I know I know...lucky me) so I've been around my boys a lot (a lot). This poem from my "Open Your Mind" collection (which was written about 9 years ago, I know I know...I am old) simplifies (mostly) what I've been fortunate enough to be around. I hope you enjoy. Happy New Year!

Kids
They shriek with laughter and jubilation,
their energy is seldom limitless.
We get exhausted just by watching them,
but they help discard any of our stress.

When we’re gloomy, they resolve the problems,
their importance is truly undefined.
They’re our elixir, our true nirvana
just for that, their love is never declined.

Sounds of children making precious moments
are meaningful like their zany crusades.
Priceless is their amusing expressions,
encased with tomfoolery serenades.

Activities are foreseen with safety,
sun and fun until their pep loses fight.
Sleep relief with quality nourishment,
some aggravation is worth their delight.

They all illustrate the value of youth
and help with accounting the ways back when.
It’s hard not to reminisce every now
hmmm…the thoughts of being a kid again.

New Years Resolutions

You knew this was coming so how bout it, what's going to be your New Years Resolution? Mine, I'm going to try my hardest to be a better father and husband. So now it's your turn, how about it?

Silly Bones

This poem is from my "Gray Matters" collection specifically about the soon to be 2 year old, my little silly bones (because he's always smiling and happy) Asher Michael. I hope you enjoy and merry Christmas to you and yours. God bless.

Silly Bones

Silly bones of goodness and joy

spirited little sprite

a precious present of a boy

so jubilant and bright.

Silly bones of goodness and joy

tiny dancer of cheer

a priceless treasure of a boy

so innocent and dear.

Blissful conductor of fun

silly bones is he,

with a benevolent face

silly bones of glee,

sweet inspiration of grace

silly bones to me,

my charming and happy son.

Silly bones of goodness and joy

doting love through each eye

a mobile motor of a boy

so dynamic and spry.

Silly bones of goodness and joy

beautiful spark of zest

a pristine wonder of a boy

so delightful and blessed.

Blissful conductor of fun

silly bones is he,

with a benevolent face

silly bones of glee,

sweet inspiration of grace

silly bones to me,

my charming and happy son.

Silly bones of goodness and joy

amazing little sprite

a stirring marvel of a boy

so enraptured and bright.

Blissful conductor of fun

silly bones is he,

with a benevolent face

silly bones of glee,

sweet inspiration of grace

silly bones to me,

my charming and happy son.

Blissful conductor of fun

silly bones is he,

with a benevolent face

silly bones of glee,

sweet inspiration of grace

silly bones to me,

my charming and happy son.

What's your favorite Christmas gift ever?

I think you knew this question was coming. If there's not just one (answer) in particular that's fine too. Mine is very easy...my second child Asher Michael. He was born on Christmas eve, but probably would have been born on Christmas day if Brandy wasn't induced. I remember that day clearly because it was very bad outside and we didn't want to take the chance of going home and then not making it back to the hospital on time. So mine was easy, how about yours?