Bitter sweet giving grain for those that seek.
Harvested and made complete by those never to meet.
Names we may never know beyond the label and promise.
A story told through few words, only a common love.
Amber, golden lace of froth that offers sweet libation.
A composition complex but stellar in its soothing of the mind.
Cares intensified for all that balance on this beam.
The Righteous cry, dullards gasp all the while partakers rejoice!
Beer.
Sunday, January 1, 2012
Krispy Kreme
"I'm not a bad guy! I work hard, and I love my kids. So why should I spend half my Sunday hearing about how I'm going to Hell?"
Homer Simpson.
Another year for the record books. 2011 saw me grow further from religion and all the while closer to God. This year was all about letting go and accepting myself. Corey went off to college and Taylor grew more into a young woman. Tina went back to work at the deli. We enjoyed a vacation at Myrtle Beach and we were blessed with a nice Christmas. There was more than that in between but those were the highlights.
I don't have any New Year's resolutions for 2012. I'm not so good with resolutions, so I'll just roll with it. This year is all about just being me and cutting myself ever more slack. Exercise when I like, drink beer when I want, enjoy good food, watch lots of movies, take some walks, find time to spend with the family.
Stay alive until 55....is my motto. 7 more year's and I'm packing it in if I live that long. I'm hatching my Shawshank Redemption escape as we speak. Rock hammer in hand and I'm chipping away. Zihuatanejo here I come!
Homer Simpson.
Another year for the record books. 2011 saw me grow further from religion and all the while closer to God. This year was all about letting go and accepting myself. Corey went off to college and Taylor grew more into a young woman. Tina went back to work at the deli. We enjoyed a vacation at Myrtle Beach and we were blessed with a nice Christmas. There was more than that in between but those were the highlights.
I don't have any New Year's resolutions for 2012. I'm not so good with resolutions, so I'll just roll with it. This year is all about just being me and cutting myself ever more slack. Exercise when I like, drink beer when I want, enjoy good food, watch lots of movies, take some walks, find time to spend with the family.
Stay alive until 55....is my motto. 7 more year's and I'm packing it in if I live that long. I'm hatching my Shawshank Redemption escape as we speak. Rock hammer in hand and I'm chipping away. Zihuatanejo here I come!
Havoc
Profound fear, cutting so deep, just a child.
Culmination of experience, no answers through questioning.
Sadistic in its depth of pain, manic in its erratic lack of compassion.
Ignorant to truth, stalwart towards the singular all encompassing belief.
Caught in the middle, trapped for all to see, for pain to adhere.
Never to seek help, too late for change, now only to cope.
Unknowingly desperate to pass on the legacy, blind passion imposes its will.
Confused, angered, stubborn, childish in the failure to force its way.
Only to be pitied, ignored, self absorbed, hated,
Longing and unable to be loved, too late to know.
This speaks to the cycle of abuse.
Culmination of experience, no answers through questioning.
Sadistic in its depth of pain, manic in its erratic lack of compassion.
Ignorant to truth, stalwart towards the singular all encompassing belief.
Caught in the middle, trapped for all to see, for pain to adhere.
Never to seek help, too late for change, now only to cope.
Unknowingly desperate to pass on the legacy, blind passion imposes its will.
Confused, angered, stubborn, childish in the failure to force its way.
Only to be pitied, ignored, self absorbed, hated,
Longing and unable to be loved, too late to know.
This speaks to the cycle of abuse.
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