Category Archives: Identity


hands Hold fast to my hand,  don’t let go,
I have need of your strength
I’m not too proud to show
a weakness inside,
which calls for aid.
Please hold fast
as my senses
handsHold fast to my hand, I won’t let go,
to give you strength, to let you know,
I’m always here, a rock to cling
hold fast, senses flying.
handsHolding fast, sharing true,
Open your eyes,
I am one


shining dove with rays on a dark It appears
I’m climbing a mountain,
my whole life a spur to the top.
At the moment it feels slow going
I’m afraid to slowdown and stop.
Looking back I see many detours,
mistaken when faith grew weak.
When the way seemed easier,
or so I thought, until the
trail led me back to seek,
the true path to the crown
to the summit, where every
breath is now thin and frail.
Reaching the pinnacle of life’s
desire,  to achieve flight, not to
plummet and thereby fail.


Flying Wishes The wishes of billions,
pleas of millions, silently flying high.
Whoever doth hear their pleading,
since the dawn of time slipped by?
Should thy voice be heard over many,
in a wish to rewind thy life,
would there be an answer ready,
a choice to cut clean with a knife?
Wouldst thou start
from the very beginning
as a babe, page blank and unknown
or choose again via teenage years,
feeling lost,  not totally grown.
All gifts come with a warning,
alas this one comes with three,
say farewell to thy present life,
thy past, and the person
that is thee.

Little Earth…

A Lullaby
Earth, Moon_ n Sun  Don’t you worry little one,
don’t fret so,  have you
never felt my glow?
I’ve kept you safe
from harms way,
kept dark
nightmares at bay,
held you tight so you can rest,
so, goodnight little one,
oh so blessed…


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I can’t
touch the ceiling
but I can touch my toes
I can bend from the waist
and look
cross eyed at my nose
I can’t run a mile but I can jog a few steps
I’m not fat
I’m not thin
I’m  just normal
but… what’s best?