They say adventure Is out there You say you want it To feel the rush, excitement, The thrill To find yourself out there Sounds scary. But if you never say yes You’ll never feel the fullness Of what life has to offer
We were broke that year there wasn’t much rain. We took the horses out to the dry golden plain. A place that seemed you could see for days, riding the open space thinking things would never change. thinking back on that now grateful for where we are today To my wife, and Muffin and justice.Continue reading “Wild Horses”
The wind howl’s outside Like the voice of one Crying in the wild It seems to call me But I’m scared Terrified that it will call me Into the unknown places The reaches of which I have To go Far beyond what’s comfortable And easy Some where that is foreign And shaky I listen closeContinue reading “A Voice Crying Out”
Under the stars is where I want to be Fire side, bed roll out thats where I truly feel free looking up from my back seeing what they saw In the past The night sky is a scary thing sometimes going beyond what our minds can fathom reaching far ahead of what the eye canContinue reading “Pathways Under the Stars”
People spend their entire lives looking for the perfect moment When we’re children we dream of adulthood, looking for the future as if it’s gone somewhere without us. One day we wise up, start forgetting the past, living in the now, and resolve to praying for the future. In life we encounter conflict, we wonderContinue reading “Forgotten Thoughts from my Typewriter”
There’s something about a worn out book or journal the story contained within the pages is a life lived worth telling about open it up and read even a little and you’ll see the tears, the wear, the soft pages, and frayed corners are evidence of different seasons of use, tears, joy, sadness, happiness, loss,Continue reading “Stories Lived – Stories Told”
Oh to be king Of my own little world The things I would doAnd see I’d find my Queen And it would be Just you And me.
Pt I. I throw my line out with high hopes, It’s been slow, but I don’t mind. Nothing clears my head quite like “wasting time”. Pt II I cast I wait I think I admire Its hard to be caught up in the muck and the mire of my thoughts when I’m standing in theContinue reading “Field Notes Series: #3”