Tuesday, March 16, 2010


I'm standing on a perfect beach
My feet in the water
The tide, rinsing soft sand over my toes
The water moves with energy
It's warm and inviting
Everything in me wants to be in that clear blue ocean
But I'm not allowed
Only teased by the salty smell, and wonderful wetness
This is as far as I can go
It's agonizing, yet I can't walk away.....

Monday, March 8, 2010

Stolen Morning Moment

A kiss in the sun
Melting in her ocean
Soft straight hair
Vanilla smooth skin
My hand on her leg
My guard down
Falling way to fast
We leave, and the sun somehow keeps spinning
I smile because when I close my eyes I see her
And I still feel it
Warm sweet honey pouring over my heart

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Unknown Waiting

I don’t know,
I don’t know why, or what, or how long or short this is.
I do know,
I know that life is happening this moment
And this moment I want to be with you
Talk to you, touch you, breathe you
I don’t want to think too much about it
But I can’t stop thinking about it
My brain counts the hours,
But all I feel are seconds
Those maddening seconds
They pull like anxious tugs on my soul reminding me again, and again
Not yet

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

12000 Days Old

So a couple days ago I was on this really cool new website called WolframAlpha. I know, super strange name. Anyway you can type in almost anything and it will give you what it thinks is relevant information. So I typed in my birthday. In addition to telling me the sunrise was 6:23 am and 51.91% of 1976 had elapsed the day I was born, it also told me I was exactly 12000 days old. 12000 days old! On the dot! Crazy I know.
I'm grateful to have been blessed to live through 32.88 trips around the sun, 12000 sunsets that I’ve all too often missed. It really got me thinking about what I want to do with my next 12000 days if I'm so lucky to have them. It seems like the days are long but the years are fast. I know my first 12000 has gone by quickly and they seem to be speeding up. I have a renewed determination to make my next 12000 count.

Friday, August 1, 2008

A Warm Sweet Day

I see a future out there
and the agony of waiting for it, unfair

significant the highs and lows
altitude sickness ensuing, this blows

the smell of her skin, the taste of her honeyed kiss
sweet eyes, pale skin, I miss

my eyes close and I recall sushi, smiles, tears, tender kisses, the setting sun
my heart quickens, then swells with longing, for her, my one

she wants me, I feel it, need it
for her I find I want to devote, and commit

this long trail of urgent patience is rugged, steep
then I picture us in the sun, we made it, the reward is ours to reap!

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

Road Warrior

That's what they call guys like me, road warriors. Don't get me wrong, I like being referred to as a warrior, it's just that most days I don't feel like one. The job did seemed really glamorous before I had it, but the reality of Airports, Hotels, loneliness, separation anxiety from my dog, all take a toll. However, now that I think about it, I'm sure warriors didn't feel like warriors most of the time either. But at the end of the day they held the title of "Warrior". Now whether it was the title or not, there was something that kept them going day in and day out. So it is with me. There alway is something that keeps me going. I wish I could say it was a grand ideal or lofty vision, but it's not. Those things are there and they do help, but really it's a jumbled collage of greed, honor, selfishness, pride, power, desire to give, desire to have, and on and on. They all play their part in the daily maelstrom of thoughts and actions that make up my struggle to succeed at my career as a "Road Warrior".