Lost in a discordant flow

Where have you been

Where have you gone

The tossing and turning

No time to dwell upon

Facts withered away 

Replaced with truthiness

The cult of personality

Has added to this mess

Fright night becomes day

Horrors abhor the peace

The fury of a surge

Comes deathly like a beast

Which way to go

Here, there, I don't know

Hunkered in the bunker

Focused on nowhere to go

Meanwhile the pain builds

Yells and shouts of ignorance

Risen like an uneven tide

The decay of common sense

Open up they say

Open up regardless

The danger zone condones

Life regarded less

Even worse yet now

Under the cover of livelihoods

Expertise is disavowed

Experience viewed a falsehood

Individuality reigns supreme

At the expense of community

Self interests divides the house

Perilous is the collaborative unity

Where have you been

Where should you go

Turning and tossing

Lost in a discordant flow.

Avenues and Alleyways

Avenues and alleyways

Decisions clutter the map

A boulevard of broken dreams

In constant, continual loops and laps

The race for the cure

Has no real ending in sight

Tortured souls grimace sorrowfully

Dreaming of a peaceful light

The weight bears down immense

Like a lead foot on a straightaway

You focus desperately, longingly

For the off-ramp to run away

This one-way road trip

Haunts like a desolate island

Never to be discovered nor found

Perpetually a pain to be mired in

Avenues and alleyways

They all lead to one distinct conclusion

Need to escape from restless reality

Into a realm of whimsical illusion.

Who knew it was to be...

Who knew it was to be

The time was at a definite hand

A reckoning massive in display

Revealing an ordeal un-grand

The issues do remain

Troublesome disparity it'll be

A house laid waste ill-fame

In gruesome, macabre territory

Mud-slings and the dirt

Abhor the mirror-face

Prodding a need to cleanse

For mercy, penance and grace

The time is ever-present now

As it was in the persistent past 

To brush the dirt off the shoulders

And raise a tall, devout mast

Reinvention beckons a will

Set sail to the North my friend

To let it it loose unabridged again

Maybe its intervention, a God-send

The sludge grudge may bellow

Fastening like murky quicksand

But it hasn't even a chance

To capture this feature brand

Always forward and more

Heartfelt gusto unforsaken

Onward ho to the promised land

A change in the making

And here we go my friend

Are you ready for the journey

Who knew it was to be

Revealing an unknown entity.

His eyes gaze out to the crowd.

Emotions ravage the landscape

Who could have known of this

It was predicted ages ago

Planned and rethought sincerely

Over and over again

The moment breaks loose

Chaos and its devious minions

Turn loose the shift in scenery

Effortlessly and with a thrust

The fire consumes the environs

In joyful cautious tones

Through the fire and definite fury

Silence seeps in through the cracks

The dark turns into bight lights

All pain clears the anxious room

The waiting period simply vanishes

Instantly back into its darkened corners

Like cracking a well-worn whip

A thunderous cry reverberates

Clapping vigor through the clouds

I could not believe mine own eyes

All glory be on High

Envisioned in numerous dreams

My world changes forever

Comfort soothes the heart and soul

Peace envelopes the crowded room

My calm demeanor returns

This day has been a courageous trial

Stormy seas now cease and desist

His eyes gaze out to the crowd.

The Dreams We Dream

The dreams we dream

Sometimes spark a drive

Such as in a light column beam

Egging us on to take a dive

Liftoff the countdown ends

We arrive at a new doorstep

A tree branch limb extends

Hope spurs from what we've kept

Exploring the new waterway

All caution to the waves

The wind calls us to play

To spelunking in the caves

The cost of opportunity

Is cast away by the wayside

All items are full of possibility

No rules need to abide

Delving deeper into the pools

A phantasmagorical world emerges

Monsters, angels, and even fools

An ethereal picture converges

A far reaching sound pings

Closer to the tower I climb

The audible sound now sings

An awe heavenly sublime

A message is scrawled

Upon a weather-worn scroll

The words etched and crawled

Beckoning my innermost soul

At this most basic elemental altar

Set aside in the darkest hour

A message is meant to halt the falter

Not to be stagnant and cower

It is time indeed

A thunderous clap bellows

The lighting strikes a feed

Zapping the lackluster fellow

Reinvigorated away from the darkness

Forthright in the beauty of this design

Breaking through incorrigible starkness

Drinking of the celebratory wine

The dreams we dream

Sets a positive emotion

The righteous path that we deem

Congruous for zealous devotion.

Tired of the bull-crap...

Tired of the bull-crap
Tired of the pain
Tired of the agony
It makes me insane

Frustrated at the stupidity
Frustrated at the anger
Frustrated at the idiot
Heading to danger

What am I to do
What am I to see
What am I to wonder
Others want to disagree

In circles I loop
In circles I group
In circles of dispute
I feel like a dupe

Ready to fight
Ready to gripe
Ready to give up
Not into the hype

Drowning in angst
Drowning in silence
Drowning in despair
Feeling a bit of malevolence

It is a travesty
It is a flabbergast
It is a stupefy
Just like an ass

Tired of the bull-crap
Tired of the pain
Tired of the agony
I just want to be sane.

Plus One

Plus One

With mathematical certainty

That is the logic between

The proof of You and Me

You have delighted my life

Through a neurochemical concoction

Of "madly truly deeply"

The passionate equation

Adding up the years

The good and the bad

A definite witch's brew

None other could be had

In my wildest dreams

Where logic holds no sway

Our summer ties held true

Regardless of the winter gray

The spring colors come full bloom

In this fantasmagorical world

No division could be computed

Nor can it be unfurled

But in an absolute fact

The summation of us

Now leads in a new direction

Of an additional plus

The setting may change

But our architechture is sound

I will always be yours

Firm on fertile ground

Where the water springs

And the love always flows

I'm blessed by your grace

Set sail I will never go

As long as you allow me 

To be your plus one

Evermore you are

My plus one.

-Dedicated to my wife on Valentine's Day, 2013

Stuck in a stall...

The days grow weary

Or the saying goes

I have a search query

For deep inner flows

Where have you gone

In desperate straits

I am less fond

Questioning the fates

Is this to be

The way of life

It seems to flee

An incomprehensible strife

Encompassing the darkness

In flail and in flight

A candle spark-less

Going out of sight

The water is dry

I am grounded

In disbelief I deny

That I am grounded

But nevertheless alas

The day becomes night

Knowing to the last

Truth delivers fright

No flows to be seen

Designed in flaw

Loss of my esteem

Stuck in a stall...

US Soccer Pride

What a summer?!

There were many great moments in the world cup this year from defeat of the defending world champions Italy to the surprise German youth movement. Obviously, what is etched in my mind is the Landon Donovan winning goal shot in extra time against Algeria. That certainly will stay with me forever.

Slowly but sure, soccer or what the world calls football is growing in the US. Let's hope for a brighter future in 2014. But for now, we take a pause to reflect on our national unity and the motto that drove the 2010 US Men's National Soccer Team. Please enjoy!

Trapped in a Flow

Trapped in a flow
Nowhere to go

What shall I do
Feel like fool

Against the current
A theme recurrent

My heart fervent
The mind dissonant

Stewing in my head
Confusion I tread

Need for a spark
For decisions landmark

Forced in a burrow
Creativity in furrow

Searching for the light
Inspiration's delight

Crying out a plea
Yearning to flee

Chastised to be quiet
The soul is a riot

Trapped in a flow
Somewhere I need to go.