This blog was created for others who will hopefully glean something from the words I have written.Not much to say except I ran off from an orphanage when I was 13 years old.Hopped on a freight train and joined the circus.Have been wandering ever since.I am grateful to be alive and my only desire is to leave something here for others to gain from.If I can accomplish that then I have successfully reached my intended goal.All we have left in the end is our legacy.
When my nap was finished My first sight in the sky It was part of my dream Realizing that mighty warrior In his austere pose How ever rough the edges But still a gentle rose Many battles had he fought Travel in the plains The buffalo hunt sacred Its spirit commands respect Asking its forgiveness For the taking of its life It understands and responds Loking upon his oppressors With mutual respect Love based on principle The energy makes its rounds Once again it shall return To its own nature within the sounds All that was taken given reverence Humble the warrior bows The greater a man who walks Upon the land He is even great in his life And in his death If he yields to nature's creations Every thing that is affixed in place The steady moving pace Of a world that turns methodically Upon the warriors face You can see his love of creation In the sweetness of his eyes
In the midst of the light We shall dance together Although it is just in my mind There is no tune But the silence of the moon Where we might hope to find That common ground where spirits meet Until that time is incomplete I want the stars As you dance with me I want the waves Crashing in the sea I shall order galaxies to stand silent Until our time is complete Come meet me in the sky tonight I promise to be discreet
You are in the middle of the road; There you sit in the darkness; I have to come and save you from yourself; I am old,you are fragile; I will take you to your sister; She will thank me and give me a kiss; I will be sent away promptly; Resting in the knowledge; You are no longer in the middle of the road; I almost forgot to ask you; How will you repay me for what I have done; Oh you ask me now what is it I want; Two things then since you ask; I would like to see you smile each day; Look at the moon each night at midnight; I will do so also,then write me a poem about it; See? I have asked for more than you can give; Yes I know I asked for three things; But what does it matter; You have no intention of filling my order; Still I will come to rescue you many times more; When I look at the moon each midnight; I will smile for you and write the poem; Maybe someday you will read them aloud; It is doubtful that I will ever see your smile though; Even my poems cannot reach your heart;