Look at my Face

Just look at my Face

Regardless of Race

Just look at this Face

It's not a Disgrace

Look into my Eyes

There is no Disquise

Look into my Eyes

They never tell Lies

Look into my Head

My thoughts have not Bled

Look into my Head

Still I am not Dead

Just look at my Face

All over this Place

Just look at this Face

It's not a Disgrace

Have a Nice Day

Nothing to Write

Nothing to Say

Just hope you All

Had a nice Day

Chevy El Camino

The ride was sweet as you took us wherever we wanted to go.  You were with us on our first date and and you took our first child home from the hospital when he was born.  You turned heads every time we cruised the strip and everyone was in envy of your luster and beautiful shine. 

But after a Drunk had hurt you and took you down, you haven't been the same.  Your injuries were permanent and you without choice could never ride again.  Now you sit quietly hidden by Mother nature who comforts you from the rain.

Your elderly and decrepit state now leaves you to wither away waiting for the day you disappear for good.

A Chair that isn't There

It just wouldn't be Fair

To sit without a Chair

A chair that isn't There

A chair I cannot Share

Now if you stand and Stare

And look beyond the Glare

You may just see a Chair

A chair that isn't There

For those who do not Care

Don't care about a Chair

A chair that isn't There

A chair I cannot Spare

I give you all a Dare

To find one lonely Chair

A chair that isn't There

It just wouldn't be Fair

Graduation Day

Tomorrow the last bell will ring and the last walk will be had through the school house doors.  My youngest will be stepping into a new chapter of life after her Senior Graduation tomorrow and a Summer of celebration.

Some are sad and others are glad as I remember looking ahead into the future never turning back to live in the past.  My Daughter is much like I as she is eager to start her next phase in life that will propel her into greatness and I know for certain that she will be far greater than I ever was or will be.

And so, her new adventure begins...

Happy Father's Day

The courage to raise a Son is what makes you a true Father.  For this the advancement of achievement brings you to be a Grandfather.  Here is when you sit back and see yourself through your Son as you were many years ago.  True fatherhood repeats itself generation after generation without compromise or regret. 

Pictured here is my Father back in the 1950's looking rad in front of what I think is a 1949 Dodge.

Happy Father's Day Dad!  I Love You!

What it's Worth

I often sit and wonder Why

Why we Live and why we Die

Why we're here upon this Earth

After our Mothers has given Birth

I often ponder searching the Sky

Why the clouds suddenly Cry

Why the sea pounds upon the Shore

And why the birds so high they Soar

I often sit and wonder Why

As I exhale with a Sigh

Why we're here upon this Earth

Why it is and what it's Worth

Window With a View

I seek to find a window with a view to shed light upon me.  But I endlessly search to no avail only to be going around in circles.  A Carousel that spins, minute by minute, hour by hour and day after day repeating itself forcing me to venture mindlessly through the motions just to get through it all.

I seek to find a window with a view to shed light upon me.  And again it always begins and ends at the same place.

Don't Judge Me

You think you're Perfect

You think you're Sane

It is only You

Who is so Vain

You think you're Modest

You think you're Kind

It is only You

With an ill Mind

You think you're Caring

You think you're Warm

It is only You

Who is not Norm

You think you're Flawless

You think you're Wise

It is only You

Who's full of Lies

You think you're Perfect

You think you're Sane

It is only You

Who can't feel my Pain

Long Way Home

To cross a country and bear the tallest mountains, he stops at nothing to reach his love who awaits in the village nearly 160 kilometers away.  She long fully waits, forever looking to the horizon where the sun sets each night just beyond the mountain's crest.

It's only a matter of time before he finally steps into her chalet, tired and listless wanting nothing other than a hot meal and warm bed to rest his weary bones.  Yet, he still has enough energy to embrace his Queen in an everlasting kiss.

Black Sheep of Canadian Liquors

The party ended over fifteen years ago, but the bottles are still lined up as if the gala is still in full swing.  Liqueurs, Bourbon Whiskey and Rye.  A taste for every palette and personality.

Some will choose Fruity, Nut or Flower.  Others may enjoy the Crèmes, Creams and Coffee.  Anise or Herbal my be the one for you, but Honey is the taste presented with a brand considered to be the Black Sheep of Canadian Liquors.

Cheers!

Beautiful Day

Despite the multiple Ticks, a Laceration, a Squatter and Police

It was an outstanding Day.

Let the music Play!

Mystic Light

Lord

Grant me,

Serenity to accept the things I cannot change.

Courage to change the things I can, and

Wisdom to know the difference.

Attic Bedroom

I climbed the last staircase to the third floor attic bedroom.  Each step creaked louder than the last and finally I made it to the top only to see that the floor has been sinking with a large dresser already falling halfway to the floor.  I crawled with all fours on the floor trying to spread my weight evenly as I continued with agile footing.  Like a gator wriggling out of the bog, I gingerly one-by-one placed a limb in front of the other.  The floor creaked as I laid on my stomach getting one photograph, then two and suddenly the floor dropped what felt like several feet as the door of a small refrigerator swung wide open.  In reality the floor only tilted an inch or so.

I captured one last photograph and froze as if I was standing on ice in the middle of a lake in fear that everything was going to give way by the slightest movement.  My heart was pumping and my muscles locked up as I desperately and ever so slowly retreated commando style until one foot was planted on the top step of the staircase.  Just as I got all fours onto firmly on the creaking stairs, that large dresser that was precariously hanging on halfway through the floor slipped a little more clinging onto the ripped carpet that's saving it from crashing onto the floor below.

Doorknob

I place my hand on the doorknob

In hopes that her hand

Was already on the doorknob

On the other side

Lefty Loosey Righty Tighty

Lefty Loosey

Righty Tighty

Sunday Funday

I forgot what having Sunday off is like that it's making me a little shy to face the day.  This is the first Sunday I have had off since the beginning of April.

So much to do with so many opportunities!

Forsakenly Departed now on YouTube

After a long decision between "I do" and "I don't" want to go this route, I decided to go ahead and launch a Forsakenly Departed Youtube Channel.  I figured why not try it for those who don't know about my website and spark an interest in it.  If you like what you see, please Subscribe, Like and Interact as I will be responding to everyone.  I'm anxious to see how far this YouTube thing will go and who will find me.  A Gentleman from Russia found me the first night I uploaded my video, but nothing much happened since then other than a few Followers.  I'm new at this YouTube thing and not sure how to promote it and make videos look their best. I have been spending a lot of time trying to film myself in front of the camera.  There's a reason I'm always behind the scenes and not the subject in the scene.  You will clearly see my awkwardness on my YouTube teaser video.  Literally two full filming days to get what few seconds you're going to see.  The other footage I despised and disposed of after taunting editing versions fooling myself that I look and sound great!  Exploiting and humiliating myself in front of the camera isn't very becoming and certainly not my cup of tea! Hope you enjoy what I posted and what will become.  As I mentioned, please Subscribe, Like and Interact in the comments.  Love to read what you think! Peace!