kayak dreams
as I pour
down the river runway
deliver me to destine's nation
where I feel free to taxi
without the meter
of the day
envelope me in your body
and give me the option
to elope in the modesty
of your magnitude
my solitude, your waves
are majestic like rolling pyramids
where I slip haplessly
like banana peels on the elusive
heels of the faith that
you love me
there is little doubt
that I love you
and the fleet of kayaks
that drew me into
the dream that I see
every summer on the Mississippi
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Sunday, August 16, 2009
think like a woman
think like a woman
her grit is her grind
her motivation
gives her the lift
to overcome odds
that just seem odd
to too many men
to bash men
is to bash myself
and yet her wealth
comes in her ethics
that out muscle our genetics
the excuse to not succeed
seeds the soil of determination
as they become a nation
of able minded
battled scarred femme fatales
killers of the weak
as my day goes forward
these killers are in my midst
doctors, students, mothers
bosses, counselors
so in my answer to why aren't
men more driven
tell me the truth
I am ego proof
the world I live in
women are survivors
men are surviving
women are the hybrids
adapting to changing times.
so why again
are we falling behind?
is the solution
resolute in love
are they the true lovers
loving as a way of life
of themselves then all else
where does this truth go in me
does love motor success
or is common sense all that I need
my oxygen comes in knowing
thinking like a woman
while realizing I am a man
is all that I have to lean for
when everyday touch and feel
self emulating models aren't available
her grit is her grind
her motivation
gives her the lift
to overcome odds
that just seem odd
to too many men
to bash men
is to bash myself
and yet her wealth
comes in her ethics
that out muscle our genetics
the excuse to not succeed
seeds the soil of determination
as they become a nation
of able minded
battled scarred femme fatales
killers of the weak
as my day goes forward
these killers are in my midst
doctors, students, mothers
bosses, counselors
so in my answer to why aren't
men more driven
tell me the truth
I am ego proof
the world I live in
women are survivors
men are surviving
women are the hybrids
adapting to changing times.
so why again
are we falling behind?
is the solution
resolute in love
are they the true lovers
loving as a way of life
of themselves then all else
where does this truth go in me
does love motor success
or is common sense all that I need
my oxygen comes in knowing
thinking like a woman
while realizing I am a man
is all that I have to lean for
when everyday touch and feel
self emulating models aren't available
Saturday, August 15, 2009
when love can't wait
when love can’t wait
as my eyes see you
clearly so does my heart
which bleeds through
all the days
when I was accosted
by love’s villainous foe.
I remained as persistent as a
child’s imagination
to embark on an unlikely journey
of a man reformed and bold
I love you urgently
with the emergency of my feelings
showing my appreciation for
the healing process,
so when I confess my love with
breathless respiration
understand that past complications
make for fast recognition of
my eagle to rabbit rendition
of loving you
simply …I need you
and will block any angle
that prolongs one degree
of my elation.
with focused concentration
my race to you
is my disclaimer of clarity
with all my wants
all that I could ever need
accentuated by the speed
of your desire
to aspire for love
as earnestly as I.
as my eyes see you
clearly so does my heart
which bleeds through
all the days
when I was accosted
by love’s villainous foe.
I remained as persistent as a
child’s imagination
to embark on an unlikely journey
of a man reformed and bold
I love you urgently
with the emergency of my feelings
showing my appreciation for
the healing process,
so when I confess my love with
breathless respiration
understand that past complications
make for fast recognition of
my eagle to rabbit rendition
of loving you
simply …I need you
and will block any angle
that prolongs one degree
of my elation.
with focused concentration
my race to you
is my disclaimer of clarity
with all my wants
all that I could ever need
accentuated by the speed
of your desire
to aspire for love
as earnestly as I.
Friday, August 14, 2009
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