Hurt and Pain from the first gasp of oxygen we feel pain as the doctor or mid wife slaps you into this world pulling you from your mother's breast you form the feeling of hurt crawling to stumble to walking you live with both hurt and pain young year scars as you grow to adult some you wear with pride and some the more deep and dark ones you learn to hide going thru life you change and adapt pain comes and goes till that...

Bite the Hand that Feeds Youwhen they come in the darkest part of the nightwill you tremble and hide yourself from his viewwill you stay on your knees as they take your neighbor will you join in calling them outWhyis it they look different than you and yoursthey speak in tongues foreign to you god forbid they worship different than youor are you like the rest with lust of there propertyWill Youstand as neighbors and frien...

Crow a Love Story A friend told me about all the noise by the flocks of Indian house crows. Of how the British had brought them from India to their colonies in Africa, to be scavengers, and like most man- made solutions that can backfire, it did with the crows in eastern Africa. Crows are known bullies and will, given the time, run off all other. They will eat the local birds eggs, raiding the nests for chicks, and eat al...

Freedom is Never Free short and to the point free in the rice fields of north korea looking at a madman for food free at the local pubs of north ireland looking to their church for prayer free in the villages of the congo looking to their herds for prosperity free to walk the streets of chicago looking to their mothers and fathers free to visit the wailing wall of jerusalem  looking to pray and give thanks free to ride th...

Summer BBQif you were a little bird ......... overheard at my BBQ - isn't he like 60?- are the burgers done? - you hear Uncle Saul moved to Texas? - is she still with that white boy? - damn Royals really suck - she's pregnant, really?? - sad about the tornadoes in Oklahoma - damn it, he's out of beer - he does know how to barbecue pork - looks like rain from the south - just throw in 10 bucks for beer just think this is w...

Loss of Faith First a little of my background... I was born to parents of German and Irish stock, by right of my father, Irish Catholic faith. Even today, after so many years, I can still hear the Latin of the church of my youth. This is a tale of losing my faith on my journey. As I sit sipping my cup of tea allow me to guide you. As a youth, being an altar boy, those were the good years. My journey was hand-picked for me...

A Warrior Born, Part Two as the young warrior grew into a man on the plains of Africa people in our times call his tribe the Maasai well know cattle herders and ferocious warriors on the full moon the elders sing and tell their history around the fire all will sit listening and the youth dream of a far off time long ago first one will tell of the tribe settling the Rift Valley as its called now as the evening moon marches...

A Prayer I got a call yesterday from my love. She said she ran into my boss and he asked her why I was a grump. In the last couple of weeks I had not smiled. She smiled wanly and agreed with him; she too had not seen a smile from me in awhile. Was it her, she asked. Was it my job? "Please tell me," she asked. "Will you just smile?" she pleaded. Then this early morn I was blessed to talk to my soul mate. After awhile of ca...

A New Day in Kansas all of us in the middle of america rejoice ol man winter has packed his bags ........ finally its a new day here in Kansas a fresh air blows from the west the horses running kicking up their hoofs around the house Bailey the cat nose to the screen as yellow tulips are smiling at us birds awake in the trees all is green in Kansas once again we humans race to and fro sad to say not slowing how many will...

Quietquiet is such a small word in typebut in the world you live in it's hugequiet of your home at 3am quiet of sitting with a cup of tea and dreaming of pretty thingsthese are the best of quietquiet is such a small word in typebut in the world you live in it's hugequiet as rape and murder swirl head hung low don't want to caretelling you it's not your fight quiet is a prison but you can break freethis is the worst of qui...

Morning MuseNote: Written as I sit with my morning coffee... As the day pushes the darkness away, I stir in my safety...my quaint home. My eyes flutter open.A blessed new day awaits. This foolish Irish lover does not realize our hearts never sleep, never stop loving. I feel your love pumping thru my heart, warming me, yes, all the way to my core, as the day pushes the darkness away.

Irish Grey SweaterHot Tea and Kentucky Fried Chickenspring just won't come to the plains this yearnorth blown winds from Canadabefore the birds and tree rats wakeI lay in my warm bed and ponderwinter coat or my favorite Irish Greyheavy starch pinpoint shirt and wool slacksas I pad down the stairs my friend Bailey runs aheadmeowing and battling shadows as she goessmell of sulphur as I lit my stovethe cheerful sound of my p...

I Miss Youevery day I wake with out you I Miss Youevery day I turn the corner on my way to work I Miss Youevery time I close my eyes I Miss Youevery time I read of your newspaper I Miss Youevery time I have a glass of wine I Miss Youevery evening as I lay down to sleep alone stillI Miss Youour hearts are together with our souls butmy body my fingers my eyesMiss You

Country Road Young Love as a young man I would drive to the next State to see my girlfriend all of 16 I was proud of my 1952 Ford pick up and to this day I think Sabrina liked it too growing up in the country out side of Grand Blanc Michigan we were not privy to "paved" roads just dirt and gravel impassable in winter and heavy rains and pure dust in July but if your "true love" was in the next town over .... what would a...

LOVE my darling sweet girl your compassion grew for this old gray lion bless you your openness of your spirit  to hold some one so foreign to your heart  bless you taught my heart to soar to open my soul to the beauty of love  bless you as I go thru life with a smile love burning in my heart my soul in your care bless you sunshine so bright no clouds  in the pale blue sky speak of your teaching  bless you love compassion...