Discover You Again

It’s been so long since I’ve seen you
I must know how you’ve been
I feel I should get to know you
We’re not the same as we were way back when

I have so many questions
All to discover who you are
I’m enraptured and torn apart
By this involvement from afar
I’m tethered and attracted
To the soothing sexy voice
The urges that it conjures
Leave me weak without a choice
Imagine if you will a time
That brings us close enough to touch
The feel of fingers upon flesh
Sensations warming mild to much
Blinding is the image
Yet I cannot help but stare
Your mystic power grace and beauty
Are proof that love is worth the dare
So within this living minute
When I look into your eyes
Go well, live strong and loving
Kind and gentle, calm and wise.

Life Goes On

Reveiwing the posts of the last few weeks its seems there's a lot about war and death. That's what's happening in my life right now. My friend D is somewhere in Iraq doing God knows what. My friend M lost his father two days ago. Two of my co-workers lost father (last week) and father-in-law (today). Death is a constant and it's everywhere. I'm not complaining. As amazing as it seems to me I feel quite liberated since the death of my own father last month. I am more observant in my day to day activities. I seem to be accomplishing lots of tasks and new beginnings feel endless all around me. It's my Dad, I'm sure, letting me know that life is good and that there is much to live for. Here's what I've learned since his passing.It's written in the form of advise to M who is quite frazzled after losting his Dad.

You're going to need an extra helping of concentrated strength
To help with all the stuff to be done for this time and through it's length
Take a look at all the loved ones gathering around you, hold them near
They are the essence of what your father was about, all that's dear
Don't forget that still in you is found the proof that he was here
And amongst the accolades and tears to come
the thought of him will be cause for great cheer

For My Father

A prayer a blessing a time to console
A life before us to admire and behold
A vigil of love amid nurturing care
We gather this moment to bond and to share
All that we've garnered and brought to the now
It lifts us and helps in the solace somehow
Let's hold fast to family and tell every friend
The joy of fine living lasts well past its end


Henry Edward Brown 1934-2006