Coast to Coast Storms

Featured

Storm brew

From sea to shining sea

A fallen snowflake

Soon will be

Joined with many others

Across the country

From Texas to North Dakota

New York to New Mexico

Here comes a late

Spring snow

Virginia Street Starts

He was a happy man

Who had a plan

To create a life

A family

He would hold me

Tell me he would not go away

Even though life itself

Was a prospect

Of great uncertainty

To him I attribute my own self

Reflecting in times of difficulty

His spirit will live on from the difficult beginnings

Where success itself was not a guarantee

But what would come to be

From the long nights and spirituality

A life fully lived

With a wife and 3 kids

Coming from Virginia Street

Where life itself was very hard lived

So to him I offer a great honor

Of love

To have been loved

What’s Wrong with Jesus

Is it coming from no wealth or power

Is that what upsets you

The acceptance of other as they are

Is that what angers you

Is it the removal of the chose people status

Is that bothersome to you

Is it that the world can be at peace and love

Is that unacceptable to you

Is it the open doors to those who are different and don’t look like you

Is that angering to you

Is it the revolution of love that he brings with gentle and subtle hope

Is that wrong to you

Whats wrong with Jesus

I just can’t figure it out

Is it that he came to abolish your petty little religion

You have the establishment

He has the people

Is that what did you in

We can take him out of the books and remove him from the words

But in the end the story he lived

Is the part that will never go away

For he loved so that we could love

Is that wrong to you

Who are you now

That your evil ways have been dispensed by him

Is that too much for you

The Heat of Summer

The heat of summer setting into the day

Of Phoenix heat

Bringing out the dust

Of the summer rush

With a rush of hot air on your face

Taken in stride

Or taken in place

The heat of the summer sets in

For the time ahead

A Great One

Lines straight enough to see

Down the middle of the fairway

Beyond the sand

There is a man standing

Waiting

The sun is setting over the Western skies

In the moments like these

You can’t tell to celebrate

Or cry

As I approached the figure

It became clear it was my father

Walking down the path

Towards me

I walked to the back of the green

And we embraced in the fall light

And fallen leaves

He told me the good news

Of a plan for a future I had wanted

We cried

As I write this story now

I have been struck down

As my father died

But I will remember that fairway

The setting sun

And I was lucky enough

That my father

Was truly a great one

Take the Fairway

Lining uncertainty

Followed by the lines of trees

Greens and fairways

Swing at the golf ball

Yet it lies

A mile away

From the starting house

Over the winds

And through the maple

Next to the pine tree

Lies the decent of dreams

How to take one mistake and limit

When temptation is around the corner

Sometimes we have to adjust accordingly

And be smart

About what choices we make

At the Intersection

Awaiting the light

Of decision made in time

Dirt roads leading me to my new path

Uncertain but certainly going

When one chapter ends a new begins

Yet it can be of no consequence

To see

What was left behind

So at the intersection of time and opportunity

I await what life will bring me

Carrying the weight of the past

And the loved ones who go before

But awaiting as well a new future

Bright to behold

Take Me To The Turn

Embrace the challenge

Of golf and it’s bitter edges

Take me to the turn

And start again

From the summer grass

Cut in the early hours

To the tee box setup in the light

Turn the day into a light of hope

Take on the joy of the game

Everyday

Price of Words

What we say

Freedom of the language

Is freedom of the head

The heart is the piercing

Sound that beats

In the depths of word

So I take the reminder

Of the words that we have

Freedom to speak

So undertake the moment

To say what you need to

A New Home

The laugh that comes from within

When you are settled in

From the coast to the midwest

Out to the west under the Camelback Mountain

With tin roofs

Under the light of the desert sun

From the journey to one

Destination

Today I take a breathe to understand

The life that I live now

Will look different but all the same

In a world changing

And falling away from my fingertips

Dogleg Left

To the dogleg left

On the side of the hill

With a pond easy sitting

At the edge of the chance

To take up the summer light

In the setting fit for a new eye

I see the golf course awake today

Sitting up in the dew to say again

How is the morning set in a glisten

The birds call out to those who will listen

And see the light of the day set upon their skin