Living on borrowed time:
August 5th, 2005 -
Intersection of
104th Avenue
and Colorado Highway 85.
Wide turn;
Intermittent blackouts.
Hemorrhagic Stroke!
Baby blue
Chevy pick up truck
Samaritan.
Divinely appointed,
solitary encounter.
Cell phone -
Call for help.
Swift Paramedic
and Ambulance arrival.
Saved,
by the omnipresent
intervention,
of the Grace of God
and the Miracles
of faith
brought forth,
by a willing heart
and mind.
Tuesday, August 14, 2012
Friday, August 10, 2012
Thursday, August 9, 2012
Poem - Haiku: My neon hometown
My neon hometown
Endures only in my recollection
Evolutionary costume changes
Endures only in my recollection
Evolutionary costume changes
Poem: It's nothing personal
It's nothing personal,
my silence
and seclusion.
An act of desperation,
born,
of a disintegration
of self trust -
To communicate
without confrontation;
See beyond,
faults
and imperfections;
Recognize,
my own
lack of control,
over opinions
and observations -
Subconsciously
cutting
but benign
in their maliciousness;
Prideful denial,
of the amnesia
of a loser's longing
for acceptance -
Void character,
without,
is not
the source
of my self worth.
my silence
and seclusion.
An act of desperation,
born,
of a disintegration
of self trust -
To communicate
without confrontation;
See beyond,
faults
and imperfections;
Recognize,
my own
lack of control,
over opinions
and observations -
Subconsciously
cutting
but benign
in their maliciousness;
Prideful denial,
of the amnesia
of a loser's longing
for acceptance -
Void character,
without,
is not
the source
of my self worth.
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