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Time to get started
Time to let go
Time to say goodbye, and time to say hello
Time to step out of the old, and into the new
Time to become the person deep inside of you

la-la-la.... okay, that just popped into my head.  But as a writer sometimes you don't pick what you want to write, you just write what comes at you.

Gotta run, have a VIP event to attend this day!

Wonder

Wonder.... always wondering.... no more

Now I wonder why I just don't do the things I want to do
Why wait for someone to step up, if they were going to, they would have
Maybe I just haven't met you yet, maybe I have, but why wonder
Why wait for a person to say I do, when I can enjoy it, see it, feel it now
Why wonder, why wait?

The venture begins...... ready, set, GO!

Silence

The silence is almost eerie
The silence can be peace
The silence can be momentary calm
Before the storm
The silence can be electric
The silence really isn't that silent at all
Listen, listen in the quiet, you'll hear
Hear what the silence has to bring

Middle of it all

A silent night broken by gunfire
Brief interruption to the once serene
Freeze frame, don't move
As quickly as interrupted
Quiet overtakes again.... a still silence

A day rocked by police presence
Going for a ride to the P.D.
Wasn't their first choice
But a choice filled with consequences
Slowly driven away, what fate now

In the middle of the wheels
The deals
The side streets
Alleys ways and more
Something in the middle makes wave

Laughter, Love, Family, Friends
A single leaf caught in the Spin Cycle
Being tossed every now and then

The middle momentarily
Breaks through the poison
Fills the streets
The walkways
The alleyways and more

A glimmer of hope
Somehow shines in the middle of it all

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Sitting
Listening to the click/clack of the keyboard
Wall A/C next to me
Messing up my hair
Keeping me cool

Silent thoughts
Alone
Contemplating
Seeking Gods guidance
Hard to hear
Point out my direction
Move my feet
.....

Little house
Huge and empty
Is this it
A destiny

Capture the quiet
Let it bring peace
You will hear

Sometimes

Sometimes it feels as if I am standing still.
No forward progress, what am I afraid of
Why am I still here, in this space in time

Sometimes it feels as if I am all alone.
Surrounded by family and friends.

Sometimes I want to just cry.
For no reason, but to cry, for longings I have
Though they never seem to be

Sometimes I want to laugh
At the craziness of it all
Life, one can muse it really can
be a circus at times

Sometimes I want to fly
Soar, higher and higher,
Fly in the wind, feel the wind carry me

Sometimes I want to be held,
To not feel alone, to not close my eyes
at night and wonder how it feels to
be 80 and alone, alone in the dark of ones house

Sometimes I want to hear someone
say "I love you, with all my heart"
"You are the world to me" "I want to
spend my life with you" and mean it,
then to do it

Sometimes I want nothing more than
silence, quiet time away, peace, calm, softness

Sometimes I want to be wild
Let it all go, have fun, let my ambitions fly

And sometimes I just wonder, why I
sometimes want...

Cuz the fact of the matter is I am
where the good Lord wants me to be....
and he hears and knows my "sometimes want"

Abrasive flow

Snap of static electricity
Filling the streets
Energy abuzz, movement, unrest

Red ants marching to an unheard tune
scattering forces, unforeseen doom

Tires screeching, licks pavement, abrasive flow
Leave my mark, that's how it goes

Silent peace sits near, not for
Begging mercy, sobs at the scars

Turn it off, and one can see,
such movement doesn't really
have to be
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It's been a long time since I've blogged, but this one just came to me. I suppose it is in light of many headlines that are in our local area news, however, when I first began feeling/writing it, it was more toward my part of the hood. I find it interesting how things come to me, I am beginning to not question them and just go with the flow. I really need to write more.

Da Hood

Da hood is the place that I call home
Da hood is the place where one can feel so alone
Da hood is the place where you see things that are sad
things that are scary and others down right bad

Da hood can creep up on you and take you by surprise
Da hood has no respect, better watch out or it might be
your demise

Ya try to blend in with the crazy ole ways,
perhaps ya wont' be noticed and they'll merry on their way

Da hood takes what it wants, if you got what it needs
Da hood hurts anyone, self respect.... oh pleeeease

Try do what's right, while keeping your kin safe,
An education of the other side, da hood has lessons you
can take

Learn to keep your eyes open
Learn when to uproar, learn when to be silent
and sadly to ignore....
And most of all you learn what's wrong,
A sad state of affairs.... cuz doing something right
.... Da hood seems lost forever more....

Through my soul this day

Sitting alone with my thoughts
Thoughts of Mom
Tears flow freely
Forming Sobs.... I miss you

I am overtaken by a strong scent of Lilies
Can it be? I close my eyes and grasp my hands tightly
The scent is overpowering around me, it envelops me

Is that you? I wish I could see, I wish I could hold
Through tears of sorrow turned to joy I know
you came through my heart and soul this morning
with the Glory of God this beautiful Easter Morn.

For He has risen and you are by his side in Heaven
One day we will meet again. I Love you.

Hold on

It's amazing how we, as humans, feel the need to "hold on" to everything.

I write this as a general statement, not an all encompassing one.

In the past I have held on to many things that weren't necessary.... some material things, some not. Just in case you know.... just in case.

Does holding on to things hold us back?
Does holding on to things keep us from moving forward?
Does holding on to things make us better?
Does holding on to things keep us from growing?
Does holding on to things keep us from the paths that call to us?

Many questions whirl through my mind. Perhaps the best question to ask one self .... "Is holding on necessary?" "what's the benefit" "and for whom"?

Perhaps the better question to ask oneself is "are you ready to let go? Are you ready to let go and allow yourself to fly"