Happy Birthday Squiggs!

A happy switch from one year to another
With giggles and love
Some mixed with missing
Things could, should, and shall be better
Little Beauty
Can’t wait to see you smile.

Beat down the Bad

Thinking of the times and places.
The people missed and thought of
Apart and away from.
Happy times to come with family and friends
The stuff still to get done until this part ends
Filled with thanks and smiles.
To those who make the times bright with words and caring.
And head shaking frustration, the victim of ignorant delusion
Severing all contact between those who should be assisted instead.
I wish the insanity would cease and that I could communicate
With the Little Beauty at this special end of the month.
Again though, seems the ignorant must be endured and defied
Missing and thinking standing in for contact and closeness.
The future is bright because the Now is Right.
From the wrongness of the weak will come their own earned tears.
I feel a freedom awakening.
A simple comment from a fellow Gun.
Reminded me of things I had forgotten.
About life, and living.
The way we can reach out
Adding to our reality.

Guns and Hearts

Happy Love Love Day all.
On this day for closeness
I just got crap loaded between
Me and the Little Beauty
And it is crap.
Pure and insane.
But I will overcome it.
Of other note
Just got a small hint
That I might be seeing even more
Adventure.
Too soon to tell yet.
So, for all, smile and tell those that matter
That they are in your thoughts.
Note: I can’t comment
So please don’t think me rude.
I will say Hi to all once back home.
Now, get out there and Get Some!

Missing the Blogs

Down in the broken land of Haiti
Hanging with brave souls and tough smiles
Everyday I learn more about the world
Taught by the laughing kids who have nothing
The old ones with stories in their eyes
Not all happy lessons
But all taken in
Missing those at home and in heart
Thankful for the warm words
Out of touch with some for now
But we will smile together
And share in the tales.

Down in the Sun

You know what is the weirdest thing that has hit me?
This little dog
So cute
A mutt
Huge ears
Soooo skinny...not going to make it kinda skinny, you know?
And he is so cute and patetic and loveable
And he was around a lot where I was working for the first part of the day
And he wandered around
So hungry and thirsty I bet
So alone
So little
And so tired, you could see it.
Nearly over.
He kept trying to find a quiet and safe place to lay down, but still be near people
And someone stepped on him
His little yelps
And limping away
Shit.
That hit me.

Sit. Roll Over. Dead.

 Bite it, bad little doggie. Pull and snarls and yank.But your just a rotten stinking little doggie.And you ain’t seen nothing yet.Cute little dancersRomp and roam and play.Reminding me how happy I am to breath and dreamEven if the smiles are apartThe laughter will be sought.The funny thing is how amazing The spirit and freedom of mind can be All the more so, with cat calm coolness.Brought about by not letting the Big Fat MessOf others touch you.So, to torture, true and rightThat with wrecks and messes with your dayJust let it hang by it’s own senseless wordsIt’s frustration will be the game you play.Wait.Problems help you fix them.

Squeeze

Thinking deep into the wanting and the frustration
Which would be expected to create anger or hatred
Only brings about a strange determination.
A knowing that there isn’t a choice or an option
That there isn’t even a need to worry.

This underlying inevitability is in a way very freeing
Without the illusion of choice, the path is clear.
Every action can be seen, stretched into the future
With only one result accepted
Happiness for those that allow