Writing, Praying, and Writing

Back to writing
But the prose don't yet flow
The poetry limping along
Stumbling at best
But I keep writing
Hoping that the words will come
Praying that they will
Like they once did
Writing, praying
Then writing
And praying
Somemore

Putting the CAT Scan to Rest

The doctor recommended a CAT Scan
Which I admit scared me almost to death
But the pain in my abdomen scared me even more
Finding myself afraid that maybe death was knocking
Pounding and knocking at my life's door
And my heart was pounding even more
I have never, ever been so scared
And so I made the appointment
Praying as I did so
And praying even more
As the machine began humming
Scanning my body from neck to groin
With a result of having a clean bill of health
Finding myself counting my every single blessing
And thanking my God for hearing my prayers
Giving me a second and new lease on life
More time to spend extra time
With family, friends, and wife
The fear of the CAT Scan put to rest

A Time for Special Gardening

Time to landscape new property
Trees,flowers and shrubs
Time to plant gardens and such
With lots of greenery
Causing my thumb to turn green
Eager to start planting
Twitching and itching
To begin gardening
But another garden calls
Hidden in a special place
Indeed, a very private place
No green thumbs required
Still causing an itch
That makes me twitch
Yearning for you
And gardening
Just me
And you

I'm Back! Maybe

I'm back!
Back on track
Thoughts flowing
Ideas growing
I'm back!
The fog lifting
I'm writing
No longer fighting
I'm back!
Or at least I hope so . . .

I Believe in Perfect Days

I believe in perfect days
Even though they are few
And mostly far between
I believe in perfect days
I truly do believe . . .
And today was such a day
So very perfect . . .
Beginning with breakfast
Scrambled eggs with salsa
Toast and grandma's jelly
And your smiling face
A special beginning . . .
One of those perfect days
So very perfect . . .
And the day got better
As we mounted our ATV's
Setting out to explore
The beauty of the forest
I truly do believe . . .
I believe in perfect days
And this was one . . .
It truly was a perfect one
Finding a forest clearing
Then spreading a blanket
Making perfect even better
A truly perfect day . . .
Holding perfection in my arms
I believe in perfect days . . .

A Florida Vacation During Hurricane Season

It began as a chancy vacation
Going to Florida during hurricane season
Yet, we were off on our annual summer adventure
Taking our chances as Hurricane Irene made her approach
To the Florida Keys and the eastern coastline
But be it luck or whatever reason
Hurricane Irene veared north
Missing both Florida and the Keys
Leaving us with warm, sunshiny days
And above all a truly great vacation

A Labor of Love on Labor Day

Labor Day is upon us
As are the last days of summer
With days growing shorter
Not quite as hot durung the day
And welcome cooler nights
So what to do on this day?
Some choose to play
Having a pinic or maybe fish
And that was kind of the plan
But the lawn needed mowing
Summer squash calling out
A reminder for harvesting
And so the day was well-named
As I labored in my yard
Yet, to be truthful
It was for me a labor of love