The following are just some of my poems. These pages are fairly long due to the content. I have placed links at the bottom of the pages for easier navigation.

Bridging the Gap

We live in a world; of mixed generations,

Bound we are; to have frustrations,

Decisions and choices; we will make,

May determine; our lifelong fate

From old to young; young to old,

We pass on our wisdom; from stories told,

For if we find; a common place,

We will be; in a better space

Young and old; we are the same,

As we play; this lifelong game,

Even though; some resist,

There are those; who insist

Our elders have; time and wisdom,

It is on their side,

Now the younger generation;

A choice; you must decide

Be we wrong; or be we right,

There will always; be this plight,

Somethings come easy; others you earn,

Take their wisdom; use what you learn

Pass it on down; you know there will be,

Another generation; coming to thee,

Looking for wisdom, wanting the knowledge,

For it is them, we must acknowledge

For in the future: our care depends,

On that generation, not our friends,

Teach them honest; teach them well,

For in our future; they will dwell

--------------"Despondency of Flight"

An Eagles View

To soar within; these skies,

The sights; seen below.

The trees, the valley, the rivers flow,

Freely flying; no destination,

Among the clouds; in heavens grace...

Timbering pines; and natures yields,

To see the mountain snowcaps,

View the flowered fields,

Is surely a vision; one to behold...

These eyes now see; mans destruction,

Over the lands; his construction.

For them to see; with their eyes,

What I see; from these skies...

Granted no permission; taking advantage,

Our homes pushed back; never to return,

Lost freedom's; is what we learned...

If man had wings; wings of his own,

He too would see; what's left of our home.

Raped lands; polluted waters,

What they pass on; to sons and daughters...

Barren hills, once of bounty,

Open prairies; now dust bowls.

Crystal waters; once flowed free,

Enjoyed by all; including me...

The damage is done; what should we do,

I can do nothing; it's up to you.

From within your hearts; make right your wrongs,

So this eagle; will once again

Sing his song; over the lands...

---------------One Man's Journey

These feet have traveled; many a mile,

Leaving a path; of broken tile.

The ground I tread; has turned to dust,

For adventure; I truly lust.

Always walking; moving forward,

First this direction; then to that.

Packing gear; loosing thought,

Through this land; I do trot.

Careful to leave; no selfish marks,

On the field’s edge, singing larks.

Up the hill; I do trudge,

For this mountain; shall not budge.

Through the desert; barren land,

Painful cacti; thorn in hand.

Under the stars; I do sleep,

Rekindling the past; I do weep.

These eyes have seen; much despair,

What is this fragrance; in the air.

Could it be; a vision within,

As I struggle to begin.

A new day dawns; the sun rises,

Looking forward; to new surprises.

So these feet; continue to wonder,

Through valley and hill; to where I ponder.

There is no destination; I have in mind,

Only to travel; to wonder alone.

To see all there is; in this land,

Before I am forced; to play my hand.

My life here; is a stitch in time,

I do so wish; to see it all.

Remembering every mile...

As I continue; this journey of mine,

Taking a moment; stealing time,

Enjoying this bounty; it brings a smile,

As I trudge, my final mile.

Its time to sleep; my final slumber,

Having walked throughout these lands,

My journey complete; its time to rest,

For in God's hands; I feel best.

-----------------------God's Hands

From deep within; these starlit skies,

What should appear; before my eyes..

Maybe a constellation, a comet or two,

Maybe a bright star, that shines on thru..

The wonder of it all; keeps us guessing,

You know its true,

Like waves upon the ocean, and its bounty too..

For in this vast area we call heaven, under this

Umbrella we are still brethren

Sit upon the ground tonight; grab a friend,

Sing a song, or read a book..

But what ever you do, be sure to look..

Cause from these skies; come no lies,

From up there; there are no ties,

Truly free, to float about, or

To stand up, straight and stout..

From deep within; these starlit skies,

What should appear; before my eyes,

A vision of hope; the feel of peace,

A pair of hands: lined with fleece

Gods hands.

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