space wizards

Where is my space man? 
Where is my dream?
Why is this life
not what it would seem?

Where are the wizards?
And who's hidden up the Fae?
and why does no one question
why the magics gone away?

I miss the happy endings
teenage hero's, sleuths, and spy's.
And the slew of olden knowledge
passed by the well meaning and wise.

Where have the Dragons gone
I do wish they'd chose to stay
but now we've gotten older
they no longer want to play.

I miss those great journey's;
the giants, foes, and swords.
And really fully wondering
where the ends careening towards.


God's not made of other; 
she's built of more.

Brooks Bear

He is barely a banana 
barely a peel
making you wonder
is banana bear real?

I know that he is
cause I know what he feel
and if you have honey
he will cut you a deal.

The color of sun
and loves to have fun
but if you get close
he is speedy to run.

A bear all the same
with teeth, fur, and claws
but a good one at that
he abides by the laws.

He'll be your best friend
if you need a pal
but if you are mean
"will he leave?" yes he shall.


I am chastened 
not by their anger
but by my God's worry

chutes and ladders

They were everywhere 
my failures were part of a larger picture
that was painting my success.


Moving on my Own

And in a moment 
my business became my business
and I didn't like it one bit


I know you don’t understand but please keep trying

"But really if I'd loved you more 
would you have really hurt any less?"

"Yes Mom. It's been crushing
to have not had you by my side."

Written on Old Papers

he called me family
for the very first time."


Pictionary Protest

He smiled. 
My face felt so hot
my hand grabbed his arm
and I wanted him to know why.

At that moment he was an exact quote;
a Shakespeare.


just an imaginative and purposeful spur

Had I been a metaphor 
soaring from an old wizards lips
and built on the imagination of his listener
a tale on someone that just needed to try
a little harder to get exactly that thing they'd worked for.
I think whether I made it to success or not
being a wizards tale would've been enough.
But I guess today I must fill the story tellers seat
leaving the wizard to be the me I've wish to be.
And in that I mean a fantasy.