Scott

I awoke this morning angry at you,

When we first met, you were full of ice cubes,

Promises, potential, but you have no class.

You are just an awful broken, empty glass.

A drinking glass, around the rim chipped,

You offered to hydrate me but then cut my lip.

I waited, believing that you would come through,

After all, drinks are great with ice cubes…

But the ice cubes melted, lukewarm- yuk.

You coaxed me to drink- you were still a cup.

Mostly empty, true- unsatisfying and bad.

Still, you reasoned, not the worst I ever had…

I’m sorry I ever met you- I have a scar on my lip,

From being with you in that relationship.

I’m glad I determined what you were about-

And like any broken glass, threw you out.

Turtle Spirit

What can I learn from the Ancient Turtle?
Gleefully enjoying her life as it comes,
She was meant to dance the tides and flow,
She has her goals and ambitions too,
She avoids bad energy, and finds her groove,
She is strong yet gentle and patient...
She walks out on the sand and buries her hopes,
And waits for them to come to her
They do- naturally drawn to the water,
And so she has fulfilled her purpose.

What can I learn from the Ancient Turtle?
What lesson does she leave for me?
Patience, flow, peace, and energy...
To glide through life as seems natural,
To listen to my spirit and awaken,
To the purpose given at the moment,
To be fully present for each task,
Letting go of all that hinders...
To fulfill my purpose and in doing so-
Dance with the tides and find my groove.

Rose City

This is my city, but it is not my home.
I walk here by myself, but never alone.
I'm not like these people, yet we're the same,
Because of our differences, and to where we came.


The sun feels so good, warming my back,
People watchers watch, as my steps they track.
I see them too, brief contact with the eye,
Then look on to notice others, as I stroll by.


Lovers on the grass, families walking along,
A homeless group of people singing a song,
Bicyclers whizzing by, ringing their bells,
This park is full of different sights and smells.


I can never tell what the day will bring,
I do know that it's usually interesting...
Gourmet food, original shops, trendy places,
New found art, miles of sidewalks, many faces.


It's different here; somehow more alive;
The old-town area, where I enjoy the vibe.
A place I love to visit, so full of diversity-
This is not my home, but it is my city.

I hold my candle close, protecting the flame,

Obscuring it from the world,

This is my truth, but I don't want to share it with you.

By letting you near my bright little flame,

I give you the power to make it waver or blow it out-

I can't afford to live in the dark again.

Perhaps some day, my fire will be encouraged to burn brighter,

To light more of the world with the synergy from another-

But for now the risk is too high so I'll burn on my own,

Keeping my little flame covered and protected.

Human Nature

Why so natural to be dissatisfied?
Why do we focus on what is denied?
Why do we overlook the gifts given,
A whole life whisked away and driven,
Always to that one out of sight,
We strive and reach with all our might,
Overlooking what we have gained,
Taking it for granted, we are pained,
What we have just isn't good enough-
Making life for all involved more rough.

Warm air, white sand, like no place I've ever been.
Island life everywhere, musical in its very existance,
Blue sky, puffy clouds, soft grass- who could want more?
The only thing I'm missing, the only thing I'm longing for-
is w a t e r.
I can live here the rest of my life, right? RIGHT?
I can get around my neglected need for hydration...
Everything here is great, music and color everywhere,
Very little food but my mind keeps wandering back.

W A T E R.

I can go without though, this is such a beautiful place.
An ocean in front of me and not a drop to drink,
Execpt for the occasional rain- he says it's always been this way...
I wonder: If he's happy this way, can I be?
WAAAATER.
My dreams are filled with running streams, lakes, fountains.
I wake feeling guilty as if I don't appreciate all that I have.
This is the life- but without that one need met- is it?
Do I wait, hoping for a monsoon, holding my toungue to the sky?
Or do I sail to a place that is not so beautiful- but not so dry?

Sigh. Water. My mind is soaked, my longing is dry... Sigh.

Hands are numb, I feel the force of the fall,
Off the bridge toward frigid waters,
I brace myself as best I can for the impact.
Planning my survival as I call on God,
Still no painful, breath-taking crash…
After 3 seconds of eternity has passed,
I open my eyes, confused.
Suspended in time before unsure death,
I realize I’m dreaming and wake up.

Oasis

Walking in the endless desert of my day through the heat…

I look ahead and see a mirage- a lovely place of refuge.

Treading through the hot sand all day has worn me down.

Troubles have beat down on me like the desert sun.

I long for the cool refreshing pools of your eyes,

The luxurious comfort of being in your arms…

You are my oasis. One kiss from you and I’m renewed.

Here I am standing at the crossroads wanting to avoid the loss-

A bell can’t be unrung and certain lines are hard to un- cross.

Troubled hearts either way- Can’t go both places at the same time-

Still I pause for a moment to think it through, choose my way and climb.

Keep on

Keep writing, keep trying, pushing on and on and on,
Keep climbing, keep striving, keep working to be strong,
You can and will overcome, you have the power to tap into-
And it is your power alone- The choice is up to you.

Twists and Turns

Twists and turns, oh how are we to know,
How are we to know what the future holds?

We can plan and prepare, but how are we to know?
How can we really know what the future holds?

Upturns and down, but how are we to know?
When it's time to buy and hold, or sell and go?

How are we to know what's around the bend,
How can we plan as far as the weekend-

Twists and turns, love, how are we to know?
We never truly know which way life will go.

Jagged Misunderstanding

She pushes one way, he the other.
He sees that they are holding together.
She sees that they are cooperating...
There's a jagged piece of misunderstanding
They've been ignoring it though it's between...
It smoothed out and became beautiful-
but what's a pearl to a two-sided clam?

Spellbound

When you found the courtyard, I felt the wind kick up and my spirit whirled like fall leaves…
You entered the garden right through the gate as if you’ve always belonged there.
You followed the path, enjoying the fragrance of the flowers and the shade of the Willows…
Noticing that everything looked a little wilted and dry, you felt your own thirst building.

You circled around and stopped to sample some of the fruit that was ripe and ready.
You continued across the arching bridge, and then were overwhelmingly compelled-
You ran across the cobblestone and dove deep into the fountain, all the way down.
You came up and finally saw me, encapsulated in stone, waiting for freedom.

You circle around me, wondering what artist could have made such a compelling piece.
My bare feet are poised one in front of the other, ready to step off of this pedestal.
My arms reach up and out, my hands open. The expression on my face is longing and hope.
Perplexed, you trace your wet hand down my shoulder, and place it on my heart.

You’re astonished to discover that my heart is beating as the stone melts under the water.
You reach back to the fountain and collect more water, then pour it over my face.
The fire in my eyes is intense as I watch you continue to wash the stone off of my body.
You help me down to the fountain and wash me in the water till I'm renewed- I’m free.

Free to move, free to speak, free to love, free to live. We smile as our gaze meets.
The fountain is constantly running now. Water overflows into the brook, hydrating all.
We walk through the magic garden and find a resting place among the willow trees.
Freed from the stone- free, but I"m spellbound again- I'm happily captivated by you.

I want to receive love, and return it back again,

Like the Ocean's tide, cheered on by the wind.

I want to be the moon that drives you closer still,

You will be the sun that lights my every day.

Stepping Stones...

I have a celestial garden I've been growing and building. Surrounded by weeping willows with beautifully hanging branches, peaceful green grass,
Fragrant flowers and lots of fruits and vegetables to enjoy- and in the center of my garden- the Fountain of Love.
The Fountain flows freely- covering all parts of the garden. It's composed of Agape and Philia, but Eros is missing…
I have been searching all my life, working through trial and error to complete my Fountain… but I have only found stepping stones:


A vacuum block is not a good stepping stone- the first to miss-use my Eros love- but he imploded, and I left him in his own mess.

Quicksand mixed with cement is no good material for a stepping stone. I was set with him, but he sucked everything in and ruined it.

I found a fantastic stepping stone- it was warm and enticing- but I was deceived. I was burned by hot coals turned black- not safe at all.

A secure piece of granite - I thought this would be a good one. It turned out to be a stepping stone made of spongy wood- rotting inside.

Then there was a beautiful, original piece of art who refused to be anything except a stepping stone- and a stepping stone he was proud to be.


So I have experienced those unfit pieces- good and bad, fake and real… I still want to find the one who is fit to complete the Fountain of Love in which we can flow together outside of time and space…
I've learned disappointment and danger from stepping stones of the past… I've learned to be selective; I've thrown the bad ones out.
I'm looking at the best one yet- hoping in time, I'll discover that he's the one conducive to Eros with me- not just another stepping stone.

It's all Greek to you?

Agape- "brotherly love" or love regarding kinship

Philia- love regarding friends

Eros- passionate, romantic love

Inner Strength

I am here with a job to do, Responsible first, always done.
To take care of others, to give with heart- true
Oh dependable, I am the one.

Now the way of this hasn't changed, focus sharp, I continue,
To help and serve others- just rearranged,
I think I have more of a clue...

Build a well within and you'll stay strong, I can now see clearer-
Neglecting the inner source is wrong,
Take care of the one in the mirror.

I know I can't tell you about

How things are gonna work out,

I konw the future is an ocean,

and we'll be guided by emotion,

I know that right now, it's all new-

I know I want to spend time with you.



Oh budding love, spicy and sweet,

Mmm Excitement and certainly heat,

The future is before us and bright,

Wow, all through the day and night,



I'm so glad I have this with you.



My skin tingles for your touch,

Our time apart, I miss you so much-

I want to be near you in any place,

So I can look in your eyes, see your face-

I want to talk and hear your voice-

I know I've made a wonderful choice...



As time goes by, the seasons slip through-

I know I want to spend them with you.

In Over My Head

I'm holding on, high above the water,
I come down to drink when I want to.
Catching my heart, it's only you I see,
Yet scared of the water- I hug my tree.
I'm stable here, I hold on and stay still.
I’ve fallen before. You’re too good to be real.

Still I'm captivated and I want to know,
The wonderful person you are, so...
I climb down to the water- still holding on-
To feel you near me, so free and strong.
Pausing, I consider this dilemma,
Possibilities and past pain I remember.

I make the choice to join you in the flow…
To gain freedom and love - I’m letting go.
Oh I know I'm diving in over my head,
I expected fear, but have hope insead-
Diving deeper, I relax and go under-
I'm in deep: in love, joy and wonder.

Wedding Dance Floor

The world around us turns to wind-

blurring as we lock blue eyes...

My heart jumps as we both smile,

With the future laid out before us.

I bite my lip and I'm overwhelmed

Love surrounds us like fragrance

As we dance and sing the romance

Embracing, this moment is ours.

You, my drug of choice

You are my drug of choice,

Oh desire to quit, I voice,

but it only takes one kiss,

My boundaries cease to exist.

All my thoughts and senses,

broken down all my fences,

No more the locks on the doors,

I am yours, uh, fully yours.

Addictive, I'm hungry for you,

Still I know what you'll do,

You'll satisfy me and take,

Oh it's my heart at stake.

Gotta put you down, stop.

Oh time ticks by on the clock,

One more time, mmm just one,

It's okay as long as it's still fun!

You're so sexy and strong,

Still I know that it's wrong,

Uh, Giving my self to you

In the end you'll leave me blue.