Roots Planted

Tenacious as bamboo

Resilient and strong

He grew where he was planted

In the center of his soul

On the banks of Life’s flow

Inspiration blossoms there

Like weeds of truth

Beautiful and ungroomed

Awaiting his arrangement

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Roots of a songmaker

Moon Dance

Peach orb softly smiling

Drops the skirt of pine and oak

Glides in slow dance

Into star-studded velvet

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Sometimes the moon

Teases my thoughts

Awakens memories

Of the vastness of Life

Envelope of mystery

As broad as infinity

As intimate as my last breath

Birth of an Idea

On the cusp of new understanding

In the heart of epiphany

I felt the pinch of sidelong glances

Judgment’s governess askance

Like the pressure of birth

Squeezing my lungs alive

Revelation’s glory comes

Screaming life in to the room

And grace portends

Another gift unto this world

Spokes

Like spokes on a wheel

We are each integral

To the circle of Life

Spinning toward our destiny

Each adding strength

Doing our individual part

To keep the wheel round

I used to be bent

The support of those around me

And the force of the spin

Have straightened me out..

Ride On, Rich!

Cycling across the country

the breezes brush my face

My feet and the pedals are one

man and machine melding with countryside

Diligence and dedication

strengthen up the hill

Freedom and exhilaration

melt resolves’ tension

gliding down the other side

Ah! … I could go miles and miles

(Special note: Today’s napkin is in honor of Rich Fowler, who is pedaling across the country to help raise money and awareness for a good cause. Ride on, Rich!)

Seeking

Seeking destiny

with spoon and fork

Earnest heart

nestled in a nest

of intertwined arguments

Feet planted firmly

In a pond of quicksand

Promises and hopes

following a pinpoint star

Brilliant epiphany…