The Inner Voice speaks louder than we may sometimes notice.
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…from my perspective
- passionflower
We are all small creations blooming into a much larger one.
…from my perspective
Sometimes it takes a few clouds to truly appreciate the sunshine.
Alone, with Your Presence…
If no one was around would you oblige?
To the sweet essence of our presence and verbal vibrations similar to a stimulant
We often let the past ruin what may be as we tease thorns off the bristle tree.
Love is just that, it may hurt for what it’s worth.
And although I hope those kisses in the wind did reach you at sea
Maybe those inner most cavities and fantasies tingle being reminded of me
Positive vibrations lead me to you and if our will shall be,
may the rapport mend anew.
We’ve grown to understand the fundamentals of chance
Let’s roll the dice for romance…forever?
Who knew…
You’d love me
Cause I damn sure love you…
Yesterday, today, and forever…. however long that may be
And as long as you’re right here…nothing falling under the brinks of time matter to me.
Lost & Found: Father’s Day Returned
So many say the words to receive no answer.
A hurtful thought that can eat away at your very soul like a cancer.
That’s why I always promised myself if I ever got the chance to
Fulfill that role I would do it well.
I look my father in his eyes and say thank you
even though I may have gave him pure hell.
He stood there, through the fire storms, from the day that I was born,
and here he stands today
Yes, I may be the cause behind a few of those gray hairs
I thank him because he didn’t have to stay.
Times have truly changed, the role of women being so independent
sometimes the role of a father has to be defended.
No one is perfect but some do use that as an excuse for that same song.
Planting a seed into the cavities of fertility, the true fruit of life.
No one said you have to make her your wife, but be a father.
A true father, so much more than just a dad,
I look at society today and must confess that it is sad.
My daughter will always know her father
I tell the women out there who act as mother and father…stay strong
Times are hard but not as hard as they have been.
Valued who you are, and on behalf of them I’m sorry.
I’m sorry they he doesn’t get it.
I’m sorry that he “got it” then refused to accept his position,
And I’m wishing….. he valued your worth.
I wish he appreciated that birth that was given to him.
To be more than just a donor,
I wish he could accept being the owner…of a blessing.
A lesson of love and life
The number of men that don’t understand…too funny
Its more than just the money, It’s the value of time spent
It’s the feeling of reminiscing on the places you’ve went.
It’s the comfort of having someone there for you…. as an angel sent.
To those that do… I SALUTE YOU!
My personal Honda CBR 954 RR…father’s day gift to myself a few years back. Captured this shot with the Nikon one evening after sunset. No editing, no lie. Mods and customizations done by me, and my bro.
Dawn of A Magnum Opus
Mornings like this make me happy to be here.
I know that some still have fears and although their smiles tend to shatter beyond the tears
I’m endured to feel a restoration of the truth within…who am I?
I smile knowing I have a clue that life is made up of more than me and you…or is it?
Sky blues, morning dew glide clips of laughter in the wind as coffe shops bring smiles again
donuts and pastries send the aroma near and far…even the breeze tends to notice.
ALthough we all may tend to lose focus…just take a moment to observe nature’s magnum opus
When the light in her smile wakes me in the sunshine’s shadow
heaven knows its knowing she’s next to my shoulders…
Vintage In A New Age
Picked up a few vintage items at a yard sale this weekend. An old storage trunk, a Singer sewing machine (Cabinet Model), and a Nikon EM. Being a collector of vintage and antique items these pieces spoke to me. History often has a story to tell if we take time to listen. It was a pleasure speaking with the woman who was selling a host of items that belonged to her father who’d recently passed away. She stated that he had been collecting so many things that the home looked like an episode of “Hoarders.” With the quality of these items I was only sorry I didn’t get there sooner. Vintage in today’s world is something to appreciate by all means and uncannily we throw away a piece of the past without even thinking about it. Knowing the value of something beyond the price tag is truly…priceless.
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