Coast to Coast Storms

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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

Who Runs Through the Fields

Next to the lake

Where summer flows

Freely in the mid year

Take away the yields

Crushing the flowers

Taking away the light of day

Destruction is imminent

With the devil on the prowl

Telling us we need him and his dirt

Rather than turning us loose

We have to recompence

So live today

And smile like the love will never be

Stolen away

Take the Receipt

What if we don’t want

What we are sold

What is forced down our souls

Dreams we had growing up

Growing old

The life we had planned

The journey we hoped

When the path is blocked

From any meaningful growth

Take the receipt from the robots

That draw near

With a plan to retire us in our early years

I am not so hopeful today as I was

For these words will prove

Lonely

If they replace our love

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