the end is the beginning

Today marks the end of my extra-collegiate affair with Cape Fear Community College. Fear not my beloved Virginia Tech, I have not forsaken thee. You are always first in my mind, in my headwear, on my license plate frame, in my shouts and warm greetings to my VPI brothers and sisters. GO HOKIES!!!!
Sorry, I got a little carried away. You see, I turned in my final paper today and with that, closed the door on what has been a major focus of my life for the better part of three years (6 semesters and 2 summer sessions). There were some rough patches along the way, even a few that had me on the edge of quitting. But I have made it through…
For that, I have to thank a few people for their love and support along the way. Mom, Dad, Tosha, Debra, Patrick, and Carey…. without you guys, I would not have made it. THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU, 1,000 TIMES THANK YOU!!!!
Now, as they say, when one door closes, another one opens, and I’m happy to say that I know who’s waiting behind that door. Tosha, my love, I am excited and intrigued to see what our new adventure will bring. I couldn’t ask for a better companion to spend my life with.
I’m no good at endings, so here’s to new beginnings. I hope they are good to us all!!!


I think of you sometimes

The way you carried that flag

Going into battle

Humming refrains of

Old Devil Moon

We always left part of us

Out on that field

Every time

That is why we always won

Luckily, we have enough left

30-some years down the line

To keep promises

We weren’t aware we were making

Promises we just

Needed to find again


3/4 Time

We live a life filled with music
I hear you softly humming
In the wind through the trees
With my eyes closed,
In a silent room
Your voice creeps into my head
Making itself comfortable
More than a long found friend
Soon we are singing the familiar chords
That brought us together
Then, and now
The notes lilt and sway
Catch up then lay back
Waiting for that moment
To let the full orchestra in
As it speaks our tale
Forever captured in 3/4 time


Make It Mine

There are no dirges here
No feeling sorry for myself
I’m living,
I’m loving,
I am the best me I have been…
In a long, long time
I have the things
That are meant for me
And I accept it all
Even though some
Have been hard to deal with
It is all mine
I am not broken
Maybe just sore  in a few places
Those will heal as well
Whatever comes….
I will make it mine


Blue – Green – Yellow – Red

Blue – Green – Yellow – Red
The pill on my tongue
Chalky and bitter
Stuck in my throat
Chased down with
A warm swig of beer
Waiting for peace
To overcome me
To enfold me
To peel back
The top of my head
And say
“This is where the pain is”
Blue – Green – Yellow – Red
All the wholes converge
There are sounds in my silence
Stealing the last vestige I had
The place where I knew you
The place where I felt safe inside me
Lament not for my
Past suffering,
It is not yours
Or of your doing,
Lay back with me
On the dew drenched grass
We will watch the universe breathe
Blue – Green – Yellow-  Red
Colors dance inside you
Exotic combinations
At your lips
Leave a trail many many
Years long
Speaking of enduring love
In rainbows that never end
Blue – Green – Yellow – Red

Sunrise Sunset 

My personal redux…

Finding myself on the precipice of a new and exciting stage of my life, I would tend to want to look back. It’s all too common for us as a species to go over and over and over again, things that cannot be changed. Things that may have made or ruined our lives hold sway over how we live them now as well as how we’re going to live them in the future. Of course, we should learn from the past, and by all means, repeat it if it was any good. The other side of that coin is all the bad stuff that has accumulated and is running around your being like Pigpen. We carry around the ability to dump all that garbage and even if we can’t start anew, we can at least throw off some of the  junk that’s holding us down.

One way or another, I aim to do just that. This blog has been a number of things for me. First and foremost it has been cathartic, and for a while it was a running dialog between my brain and the rest of my world. In that time, some very painful things were brought to the surface. Over the past year I have, for the most part, found other outlets. I have been writing, I just haven’t been writing for this blog.

My aim now, is to continue this blog, not starting where I left off but resuming the conversation I’ve been having with myself, from a different perspective. 

For the largest portion of my life I have lived where the sun rises over the ocean and you had to get up early to really appreciate it.

I’m going to a place where the sun sets over the ocean. I think that is better timing for me. 

I’m excited about everything,  I’d be crazy if I wasn’t. 


My Reason

There is a reason
For my being
For my waking
For my doing
For my breathing
In and out and in again

There is a reason
For my thinking
For my dreaming
For my creating
For my writing

There is a reason
For my laughing
For my smiling
For my patience
For my loving

She, is the reason
For all of this
And more
She, is the reason
The reason
My reason