Pray for Our Country

Pray for Our Country

Pray for our beautiful country,

It is what we all have together,

One nation united under God.

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Whether you believe or not, what does it hurt? Our country, our name is supposed to unite all.  Do we always get along? No.  Do we always agree? No.  Will we ever get along and agree?  No.  What we can do is disagree, respectfully, and still be one nation.  It makes us stronger and better every day. 

If you pray, pray for this country as a whole.  If you don’t pray, see the previous sentence.  If you choose not to, understand your choice is accepted because of the very country of which you live. 

The freedom to respectfully express oneself and opinions is something of which we have, and continue to, pay a dear price.  Be responsible with these freedoms.  Be respectful to your fellow countrymen and countrywomen. 

Thank you to my beautiful wife for taking a picture of these less than perfect hands.

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Wolf’s Call


Wolf’s Call    

The wolf howls at night,

and in sunrise of the early morning,

the pack hungers no more.

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Photo credit goes to my very talented brother-in-law, Jeff Lekatz. Thanks Rock Star!

Haiku “Abandoned”

Abandoned

 In the coldest of winter,

                The song of the bird is silenced,

                                       yet the nest remains waiting.                       

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Haiku poems are powerful, so little word, so much meaning.  Traditionally dealing with nature, three lines, five words, then seven, then five more. Challenging but really but right to the point.  Just the way I like it!

I took this photo in Arizona while visiting my parents. This little fella was high in an entry way.  I could stretch my arms no further, but I think it turned out just fine.

“Jedidiah”

Jedidiah

Jedidiah, Solomon the King, known for his song,

Wisdom and wealth excelled by God,

Before him are his people of which he judges right and wrong.

 

Kindness of word often met with evil response,

Glaring injustice before you,

Righteousness is the armor in this confusing nuance.

 

What else can I do, what does it exactly take?

Move forward true to the word,

Powerful truth etched in minds like stone tablets, conclusions they will not make.

 

This corrupt game is cancer, lingering like a ship off the shore,

What was once now is destroyed,

I choose to feed it no more.

 

The world spins one direction bringing light each day,

For others it spins out of control,

And in darkness is where they stay.

 

I choose to travel the high road, wash my hands of the past,

Learning from each new commitment,

Forging my iron with those that last.

 

Gray lines to some are in the middle, I see them closer to black,

I stay on the white line,

Once crossed over, there is no turning back.

 

It takes many coats to cover dark writing on a wall,

But dark writing appears easily,

In the end, was it worth it all?

 

I say no, to graffiti a pure and subtle place,

Is to slip from the gray line,

And be filled with shame and disgrace.

 

Will they admit it, to no one but themselves?

Ego, and hate ruling their lives,

Each pain stored on their mind’s shelves.

 

I have no answer why injustice sometimes prevails,

Impatience of heart be calmed,

The story hardly over, not knowing what it entails.

 

Questioning why and predicting the plot,

Our own ignorance abounds,

Patience provides peace, and answers to questions sought.

 

Value is in a family that becomes much closer,

The reward is the song like Solomon’s,

Rich with peace and love, and God is the composer.

 

Do you split the baby or give it whole to the liar?

The corruption starves with no food,

You have won your family,  traveling the road that is higher.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Saint Michael

Saint Michael

I was content, satisfied with those already here,

Not expecting how much you could love,

How much I would hold you dear.

 

Brave yet timid, sometimes easy to scare,

Your devotion to this family,

Offering your white paw for me to share.

 

You stayed for the summer, not one to forget,

Chasing cattle in the pasture,

Learning how to play, but never figured out “sit”.

 

I thought back to all the good times we had,

Your master called you home,

My heart was wrenched, this day beyond sad.

 

I saw it in your eyes, confusion and fear,

Loaded you in the car,

Said good bye with a tear.

 

I will come and visit every chance I get,

and bring your favorite bone,

And together, we will work on sit.

 

All summer I would visit, but it was not the same,

So excited for visits,

Leaving you there was a shame.

 

The falls leaves turned, and the weather became bitter,

Your master fell ill,

And asks us to be more than a sitter.

 

She picked you up that day and told you it was time to go,

Jumping in to the car,

Your bed and toys in tow.

 

Meekly you ran to me, my eyes shined like chrome,

This is your family,

Mikey had made it back home.

“Command of Fate”

Command of Fate

Upon the snowy plain shadowed by a dimming sun,

Take this moment, your moment, cherish it,

Like a bar of gold, it cannot be taken with when life is done.

 

Emotions consume the thoughts, visiting in daydreams and nightmares,

A created prison, the fences high and electric,

A life sentence of torment, no parole here as the heart tears.

 

What is it worth, the caring, the anger, thoughts that make no real matter?

The happiness of the smallest joy clouded,

As a flag ignored and unlit, the weather fades and is left to tatter.

 

There is no control of fate, as the story already been written,

Succumbing to ignorant prophecy,

Surrendering to tread not swim, shy because once bitten.

 

As an eagle stalks its prey, or protects its nest,

Subtle balances of forces within,

Profound thoughts come to the mind, given its needed rest.

 

Command of the battlefield, calling each solider to bear arm,

Acceptance of inevitable conclusions,

A warrior survives,  the fate of this war has done them but mental harm.

 

I know, I know, not my usual stuff, settle down everyone!  I just wanted to try something different.  The picture is my grandfather.  He would have been 100 on Armistice Day. Read through it a couple times and fall in love or divorce it.  

Also, a little plug to one of my favorite bands, Great White.

“I See No Color”

I See No Color

I see no color, in a sister or a brother,

But I am red, bravery and valour,  the color of blood that was shed.

 

I see no color, in a father or a mother,

But I am white, pure yet innocent, as we stand colorless for what is right.

 

I see no color, in a soldier or any other,

But I am blue, vigilant seeking justice, high in the air watching over you.

 

When I pass by, stand, you live free only because heroes had to die,

I see no color, you do, in life and one another.

 

My color you see, together, were made by sacrifices taken to be free,

Stand for me because I am you, your flag, red, white, and blue.

 

What does it take?  To me, the hypocrisy of freedom is when people do not realize that the same reason they have the “right” to do this and that derives from the price that was paid.  Sure you have rights, but do you have respect for where those rights actually came from?  There is a time, place, and way to exercise those rights. We can get the most out of everything our freedom has to offer if we are responsible.  

Freedom, hell no it isn’t free, it is an investment that cost, and continues to cost.  Understand what the cost of that freedom was and still is, and you will understand that to exercise the return from that investment came at a dear price. 

I love this country.  I don’t always agree with decisions that are made, and like this post, I am able to make it known.  Agree or disagree, that is your freedom.  We can still have a beer at the end of the day. 

Thank you Veterans for your service!

Thanks for taking a look. 

“Goodbye Dark Stranger”

Goodbye Dark Stranger

 

You lied to me today, and said this would never happen again,

My heart was pounding for little reason,  filled with adrenaline.

 

You promised that there was a way to take control of these things,

I don’t believe you know what you are doing, and each time it stings.

 

You lied to me today to make me believe things were better,

The ideas are mere words, unraveling like threads of a sweater.

 

You say next time will be different, I can walk away without anger,

It has never happened, and who appears is a dark stranger.

 

He trusts no one, never resting and has no peace,

Willing to do whatever is needed, the chaos he causes does not cease.

 

The damage he has done is like a hole in a battleship’s hull,

It is still a ship but sinks, because the water has made it full.

 

You lied to me today because surely you believe,

You actually have an answer and think that I cannot leave.

 

Or was it because you thought I wouldn’t notice that nothing would change,

Comfortable torment fills this life, decisions made however strange.

 

This time I don’t  forgive you as I have done many times before,

You will do it again, the cut is to deep, I will not take it anymore.

 

I tell you the truth today, this dark stranger, it’s time for him to go,

Silence your lips and listen, these things that you will have to know.

 

You have been here my whole life, even in my youth,

But I have learned that to lie, you must first know the truth.

 

No longer do you get to make all of life’s decisions,

The past is script that is forever, but now I am making some revisions.

 

Words before they are spoken, will be made with careful thought,

Better ways of living will be learned from the bad lessons you have taught.

 

I tell you the truth today because things will be done now the way they should,

Repairing the pieces that you broke, broken pieces you never would.

 

With nothing left to say, you are no longer welcome here,

Smiling I switched off the light, and turned away from the mirror.

Poetry “I Am Here”

I am Here

  

Look at me, right here, take my hand,

I will make sure to get you out of this sand.

 

Don’t look at that, just keep your eyes on me,

I am going to tell you how things are going to be.

 

You call me Jason, but that is not my name, but don’t stress,

asking about high school, blinking away tears, I say yes.

 

Remember that night when we took your dad’s car,

Hit that mailbox and snuck into the bar.

 

What about that winter when we ditched class,

The principal chased us, slipped, and fell flat on his ass.

 

I promise you they are coming, I won’t leave your side,

We will all go together, it will be a short ride.

 

I know you are scared, and it is getting late,

Stay with me now, you are doing great.

 

Do you remember Jenny from just down the street?

Her hair always a mess, running around in her bare feet.

 

When we get back, I think we should go catch some fish,

You can stay at my house, mom will make you her favorite dish.

 

I nod my head and tell you that help is near,

When we get home, we will sit down and have a beer.

 

I know it hurts, we are almost there,

Where you are going, you will get the best care.

 

I am not letting go, my tears about to erupt,

We are team, please don’t give up.

 

The earth began to shake, swarmed by my brothers,

They took the young soldier, placing him next to the others.

 

As the door closed, I watched as they sped away,

Turned back around to face the rest of my day.

 

The images of them all flooded into my head,

It didn’t matter who they were, I never would change what I said.

 

Each face, tragedy, and triumph from this and others,

Please God let them return to their fathers and mothers.

 

Another asked, hey did you know that guy,

I said, I have known many like him as time has gone by.

 

I said a quick prayer for the soldier before entering back into this deadly game,

I wish I could have been more specific God, but I didn’t even know his name.

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