Premonitions

Ahhh late summer

2011-08-22T05:38:00.000-07:00

I love this time of year. I absolutely love the fall, even though I don't particularly care for winter. I have a wood stove hooked to my central air so I have a choice of burning wood or using gas to heat the house. I opt to heat using wood which means I need to cut about 28 cords of wood for the winter.Typically I have most of it cut by late August. This year? I have ZERO cords cut! I need to get off my ass and get moving! The problem is that I have Navy Officer Training and when I return in mid-September I have to head to D.C. in early October. So that isn't going to give me much time to cut wood. We'll see how it goes. Happy late summer!

Massive Air Catastrophy

2011-06-29T09:29:00.000-07:00

A monster airbus is going to crash in the next few days. I dreamt it had something to do with Singapore but as usual I always get that stuff wrong. I also saw a B-52 in the dream. The wings were being torn off as it was being taxied at an airport. What does that mean? I don't know. I do know without a doubt that a major airline crash is imminent. Plan on hearing about it over the next 7 days. Yep, you heard it here first. This one will definitely make the news as it will be some type of jumbo jet or possibly a military aircraft.

The End

France storm death toll hits 47; overall up to 53

2010-03-01T03:37:00.000-08:00

...The death toll from a violent storm that lashed western France with hurricane-force winds has risen to 47...

Great Storm Dream, February 25.

2010-03-01T03:27:00.000-08:00

During the night of Feb. 25, I had another dream. I was in a building with a friend and an unexpected storm came up. I remember that we were trying to get to the basement and as we ran across what appeared to be a warehouse the storm began to tear the building apart. I knew that I had to get to the stairs and as I began to approach them I realized that I probably wasn't going to make it. The whole building was destroyed in a great wind from the storm. The storm was either a hurricane of sorts or a tornado. Not sure.

Official says 400 unaccounted for in Taiwan storm

2009-08-10T03:55:00.000-07:00

Monday, August 10, 2009
TAIPEI, Taiwan – An estimated 400 Taiwanese are unaccounted for after a mudslide spawned by Typhoon Morakot struck their isolated mountain village, a police official said Monday, and a newspaper quoted a resident as saying as many as 600 were buried.
Morakot dumped up to 80 inches (two meters) of rain on some communities over the weekend before moving on to China, where it forced the evacuation of nearly 1 million people along the east coast. Earlier it had struck the Philippines, leaving at least 22 dead.
It has now been downgraded to a tropical storm.
Speaking to The Associated Press, a Taiwanese police official who identified himself by his surname, Wang, said about 100 people have been rescued by military helicopter or avoided Sunday morning's mudslide in southern Shiao Lin village.
One of the rescued villagers, Lin Chien-chung, told the United Evening News that he believes as many as 600 people were still buried by the mud.
"The mudslide covered a large part of the village including a primary school and many homes," he was quoted as saying. "A part of the mountain above us just fell on the village."
He did not explain the apparent discrepancy between his estimate of deaths and the policeman's smaller estimate of people still missing.
The village was still cut off from the outside world Monday evening, after flood waters destroyed a bridge about 8 miles (12 kilometers) away. Military helicopters have dropped provisions in the area and rescued survivors.
Taiwan's official death toll from Morakot stands at 14. Another 51, not including the people in Shiao Lin, are listed as missing.

At least 12 dead, many missing in Pacific storms

2009-08-10T03:53:00.000-07:00

Monday, August 10, 2009
TOKYO - Two powerful storms have slammed into eastern Asia, leaving at least 12 dead and hundreds missing.
Typhoon Etau plowed into Japan's west coast on Monday, bringing heavy rain that triggered floods and landslides. At least 12 people were reported dead and another 10 missing.
Meanwhile, Typhoon Morakot spawned a mudslide in a mountainous village in Taiwan, a police official said, leaving an estimated 400 people unaccounted for.

The Taiwanese official, whose surname was Wang, said about 100 people had been rescued by military helicopter or otherwise avoided the impact of Sunday morning's mudslide in Shiao Lin village in the south of the island.
Monday's United Evening News quoted one of the rescued villagers, Lin Chien-chung, as saying he believed that 600 people were buried in the mudslide and "that it covered a large part of the village."
Taiwan's official death toll from Morakot stands at 14. Another 51 — not including the people in Shiao Lin — are listed as missing.
As the storm approached mainland China, nearly 1 million people fled to safety on the country's eastern coast.
Earlier, Morakot hit the Philippines and was blamed for at least 22 deaths there.

Extreme Weather is on the horizon

2009-08-05T03:12:00.001-07:00

It's true. Get ready for some crazy, extreme weather around the world, which will definitely leave death in its wake.

Silent gunman's Pa. health club shooting kills 4

2009-08-05T03:08:00.000-07:00

BRIDGEVILLE, Pa. – Investigators were trying to piece together the motive of a gunman who walked into an exercise class in suburban Pittsburgh and fired dozens of shots, killing three women and himself and injuring nine other women, authorities said.
Two women and the man believed to be the shooter died at the scene Tuesday night and another woman died on the way to a hospital, Allegheny County police Superintendent Charles Moffatt said at a news conference in the parking lot of the LA Fitness center in Collier Township early Wednesday.
Moffatt said police were not sure who the target of the shooting was but that the gunman went into the health club planning to shoot several people — firing "multiple" weapons "indiscriminately," Moffatt said — and did not say anything before unleashing a burst of bullets.
"He walked right into the room where the shootings occurred as if he knew exactly where he was going," Moffatt said.
The violence rocked Collier, a bedroom community of about 5,300 residents near Interstate 79, some eight miles southwest of downtown Pittsburgh.
Moffatt said the gunman was a member of the health club and had identification but that police needed to check fingerprints and speak to his family to confirm his identity. Moffatt said police recovered at least two guns from the scene and that a note was found in the shooter's duffel bag, but he would not say whether the shooter had written it.
"I don't think anyone could have stopped him," Moffatt said.

The gunman walked in the room, turned off the lights and, at first nobody knew what was happening, said Stacey Falk, 26, of Bridgeville, who was in the class.
"All of us girls were just ducking behind each other and it was just, you know, I was behind a girl, one of the girls in front to get hit, and when he was in the opposite corner shooting, I booked it," she told WPXI-TV. Loretta Moss, 44, of McDonald, said she was exercising on a treadmill when she heard a popping noise. "I didn't pay any attention, and the next minute, people were screaming," said Moss, who had come to the gym Tuesday night for the first time in a couple of weeks. She said she then heard more pops. "There was like a whole spray of them. I'd say about 15 altogether, and then people started screaming and yelling and started running out the building," she said.
"We laid down, and then after the last set of ... gunshots, we got up, and someone said run."
Moss said she then saw two young women bleeding, one shot in the leg and one in the shoulder. She said she checked on the pulse of the lady shot in the leg.
"She was screaming, 'It's burning, just please call the ambulance,'" Moss said.
Richard Walker of Tulsa, Okla., who is in the area working on oil rigs, was playing basketball near the exercise room when he heard shots.
"The next thing I know, everybody's going, 'Run, run,'" he said. He said heard about 12 shots before he started moving and another eight or nine as he was leaving the building. He led a woman who had been shot in the thigh outside the building about 50 yards.
"She just kept saying, 'He's gonna kill me.'" Walker said she didn't elaborate.
The fitness center, which opened last year, is in a strip mall called the Great Southern Shopping Center, where a few businesses were destroyed in a 2006 fire. The fitness center said in a statement: "Each of us in the LA Fitness family are shocked and saddened by the senseless acts of violence that took place."

26 hurt as turbulence diverts U.S.-bound jet

2009-08-04T03:55:00.000-07:00

updated 1:24 p.m. ET, Mon., Aug 3, 2009

A Continental Airlines jet carrying 179 people from Brazil to Texas hit severe turbulence over the Atlantic early Monday, injuring at least 26 — including four seriously — and forcing an emergency landing in Miami, officials said.
One passenger said he felt Continental Flight 128 drop without warning while flight attendants were in the aisles. Some were thrown against the roof.
Houston-based Continental said there were 168 people and 11 crew on the Boeing 767. The airline released a statement that said the fasten seat belt sign was illuminated at the time and that about 28 passengers were treated in Miami.

Major Airline Incident is upon the horizon.

2009-08-03T03:14:00.000-07:00

Mark your calendars folks. This one is going to be painful for the passengers!

Ready for a riot?

2009-08-01T19:45:00.000-07:00

Get ready. There is going to be some sort of riot in the next few days. I saw one individual running around causing havoc. I'm not sure what kind of riot it will be but it will come about. Mark your calendars! I dreamt it... its on the schedule!

The End

What you talkin' bout, Willis? Sears Tower renamed

2009-07-16T06:08:00.000-07:00

By CARYN ROUSSEAU, Associated Press Writer - Thu Jul 16, 6:11 am ET

CHICAGO - One of the world's most iconic skyscrapers has long tempted Chicago visitors to squint, crane theie necks and try to see the tip of the country's tallest buiding. But starting Tuesday, Sears Tower will be gone.

Sort of. Its black, block-like architecture and towering rooftop spikes will remain, but the widely recognized name it carried for three decades will be pushed out by a British company.

Willis Tower will be introduced to Chicago by mayor Richard M. Daley and others on Thursday during a renaming ceremony hosted by Willis Group Holdings. The London-based insurance brokerage secured the naming rights as part an agreemet to least 140,000 square feet of space, and has said it plans to bring hundreds of jobs to the city.

High rise brought to its knees?

2009-07-14T03:31:00.000-07:00

I was in what I thought was a high rise last night in my dream. I was playing basketball on the floor where the observation deck was at. That was pretty odd and most likely doesn't have anything to do with the upcoming crisis. Suddenly I realized that the building was teeter-tottering. I figured it was just the usual movement that a building experiences. But then it started to bend a little too much. Suddenly I realized that the whole building was moving. Now as you know dreams can be pretty odd at times because not only did the building move as if we were driving down the street but it eventually toppled over. After we landed I noticed a whole bunch of money (huge amounts of change) on the ground. I was getting ready to pick it up but my alarm went off and woke me up! Ugh!!! I'm thinking that a high rise will be replaced, displaced or something major will happen with a world known high rise building. Money will defintely have something to do with it. This is a puzzling one!

NATO: 6 killed in Afghanistan helicopter crash

2009-07-14T03:29:00.000-07:00

By Fisnik Abrashi, Associated Press Writer - 22 mins ago

KABUL - A helicopter contracted by the NATO-led force in Afghanistan crashed in southern Helmand province Tuesday, killing six civilians, an official said. Two U.S. Marines dies in the same region.

Southwest inspects planes after emergency landing

2009-07-14T03:22:00.000-07:00

Tue July 14, 12:26 am ET.

Charleston, W.Va. Southwest airlines is inspecting nearly 200 of its aircraft overnight after a hole the fuselage of a plane forced an emergency landing in West Virginia.

Ridiculous...

2009-07-12T19:20:00.000-07:00

This must be the month for airplane incidents... here we go again. Expect to see another airplane incident in the next week. I don't think it will be a crash. In my dream I see a large airliner landing (yep, its true) without crashing. However, there must be something wrong with it. Trees also surround the runway so it probably won't happen in an area that is flat or arid. The interesting thing is that I witnessed the whole incident while travelling in a military helicopter. Hmm.. expect to see some sort of military helicopter crash too. I guess I'm slowly proving that my dreams are NOT just coincidence. Especially when you see both of these events come to fruition. Mark the date - Sunday, July 12, 2009. As expected... my premonitions ALWAYS come true.

LeBron gets dunked by Xavier player!

2009-07-08T14:34:00.000-07:00

Wed Jul 08, 2009 7:20 am EDT
LeBron gets dunked on by Xavier player, confiscates all video

It was assumed he was called "King James" because he reigns on the basketball court. But maybe LeBron James earned that nickname due to his tyrannical ways (in dealing with embarrassment).
On Monday, Jordan Crawford, a sophomore at Xavier (by way of Indiana), reportedly dunked on LeBron during a pick-up game at the LeBron James Skills Academy. Garry Parrish of CBSSports.com wrote that one high school player said, "it was bad". (We can only assume he meant "bad" in the Michael Jackson sort of way.)
LeBron must have agreed, because he had Nike officials confiscate the two videos that were taken of the dunk. (Parrish blames Nike, but reading between the lines it seems like the censorship was orchestrated by LeBron himself.)

A pro ball player gets juked!

2009-07-07T10:11:00.000-07:00

Yep, its true. Some basketball star is going to eat some humble pie. In my dream I was playing basketball with a bunch of pro ball players and this young kid was taking it to the hoop on everyone. What a weird dream but fun for a change. I have no idea what this means but I guess something is going to happen with a pro basketball star in the next few days. Watch and see. I dreamt it. It will happen.

Sub hears signal from Yemenia black boxes

2009-07-05T19:18:00.000-07:00

updated 2:47 p.m. ET, Sun., July 5, 2009

PARIS - A submarine scouring the Indian Ocean on Sunday detected the signal beacons of the two black boxes from a Yemenia Airways flight that crashed off the Comoros Islands, the French aviation agency said. Plans were under way to retrieve the boxes within days, an official from Yemen said.

Military blocks runway to keep Zelaya away

2009-07-05T18:31:00.000-07:00

Zelaya Blocked From Landing in Honduras After Supporters Shot

By Andres R. Martinez and Steven Bodzin
July 5 (Bloomberg) -- A plane carrying deposed President Manuel Zelaya was blocked from landing in Honduras as he tried to enter the country and resume power. He vowed to return as the jet he was traveling in headed to Nicaragua.
At least one person was killed near the airport in the capital, Tegucigalpa, as security forces blocked the runway with trucks and clashed with demonstrators. Six people were injured, five by gunshots, according to aid workers at the scene. Telesur, a television network owned by Venezuela’s government, reported that at least two Zelaya supporters were killed.
“Stop this massacre in the name of God,” Zelaya said in an interview on Telesur as his plane circled the airport.

July 5: TEGUCIGALPA, Honduras - Ousted President Manuel Zelaya was kept from landing at the main Honduras airport Sunday because the runway was blocked by groups of soldiers with military vehicles, some of them lined up against a crowd of thousands outside. His Venezuelan pilot circled around the airport and decided not to risk a crash.
Zelaya instead landed in Nicaragua on his way to El Salvador, and vowed to try again Monday or Tuesday in his high-stakes effort to return to power in a country where all branches of government have lined up against him, including the military that shot up his house and sent him into exile in his pajamas a week earlier.

Plane Circling

2009-07-05T07:01:00.001-07:00

Its time for another plane incident. I don't think the plane will crash but will experience some type of incident which will force it to "circle" or something... I can't really call this one right now.

Marine Incident??

2009-07-01T03:21:00.000-07:00

Last night I was on a submarine (in my dream) with the captain of the ship. We were getting ready to set sail (on a sub?? haha). Anyway as we were leaving we started scraping the bottom of the sea (harbor?). It was actually kind of funny because I looked out (if thats possible from a sub) and watched as our rudder pulled us along the sand. Then the sub started to roll and the captain got crushed. That was weird. Okay, so what does this mean? There will be some type of naval incident in the coming days. It will probably be a submarine of some sort. As usual though, I can't seem to nail down the "type" of vessel. However, as "always", my premonitions are correct! Start counting the days. Within the next 7 days you'll see some type of naval incident that will make world news.

Young child found alive after a jet carrying more than 150 people crashed in the Indian Ocean, an airline official says.

2009-06-30T03:15:00.000-07:00

updated 5:51 a.m. EDT, Tue June 30, 2009

The plane that crashed was Airbus A310 like this one. (Airbus)
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'No sign of survivors' in Yemeni plane crash
Rescuers on Tuesday spotted the wreckage of a Yemeni jet that crashed in the Indian Ocean off the island nation of Comoros, the country's Vice President Idi Nadhoim said. The plane, carrying more than 150 people, was en route to Moroni, the capital of Comoros, from Yemen's capital, Sanaa. "There were no sign of survivors," he said. full story

Airplane Crash

2009-06-26T07:32:00.001-07:00

Prepare for an airplane crash. I had a dream last night that an aircraft crashed. It looked like some type of fighter jet. As usual I can't seem to nail down the type of aircraft, which could be a commercial airliner. However, my dreams always come true as predicted. Within the next few days expect to see an aircraft crash.

6 more months

2009-03-07T05:05:00.001-08:00

I'd like to say that I enjoy serving in the Middle East but I'm just about burned out. The longer I'm here the more I realize that I've missed too many memories with my family while making little or no impact with these people. Of course, there have been many improvements in the lives over here. However, without the U.S. military holding ground this country will go right into the shitter once we leave. I've never met so many lazy, unmotivated people in all my life. A 2 hour day is a typical work-day for most of the people I've worked with. I'm on the groun 16 hours a day, 7-days a week. I get so angry when I try to train an Iraqi and two hours into training they complain that they are too tired and need the day off. We have to lead them into combat zones. They need to be prodded to take any initiative. The only people who are even remotely motivated are the terrorist organizations we fight against daily. I'm tired of it. This is a losing proposition and as soon as we leave this country is screwed. I'm ready to go home. Six more months and my days in the Middle East are over. I can't wait!

Brazil River Plane Crash

2009-02-20T09:12:00.000-08:00

Page last updated at 09:34 GMT, Monday, 9 February 2009

Brazil river plane crash kills 24
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Air authorities investigate a plane crash which killed 24 in Brazil
Twenty-four people, most from the same family, have died after the plane they were travelling in crashed into a river in the Brazilian state of Amazonas.
Four others swam to safety as the plane sank in the River Manacapuru.
The pilots had reportedly contacted air traffic control a short distance from their destination of Manaus to say they were turning back.
The twin-engined aircraft, which took off from Coari, then disappeared from radar, apparently during heavy rain.
A local fire service official was quoted by Brazil's TV Globo as saying the pilots had been trying to reach a local airport, but the plane fell short by 500m.
Four passengers who were sitting at the rear of the plane managed to open an emergency door to escape. All were said to be in a good condition.
The dead people were recovered from inside the plane. They included at least 18 members of the same family and several children, officials said.
The bad weather in the region had hampered the rescue effort in the murky waters.
Authorities are investigating the cause of the accident.
The plane involved in the accident was a twin-engine aircraft built by the Brazilian company Embraer.

Massive Sink Hole?

2009-02-08T03:10:00.001-08:00

Heres a cool phenomenon. I just had the wildest dream. I was near some type of lake or reservoir. While I was standing there a sink hole opened up and as it did I was near the edge of the lake and was caught in the flow. I was going to be sucked down into the hole while a friend or someone reached for my hand and kept me drowning. It was pretty wild! Whatever happens it will have to do with people not being able to escape from some type of water accident. I don't know where it will happen but as always be sure to watch the news and check the date of this post.

Perhaps yoSeeing the Future out.....

Hello from the Middle East

2009-02-07T22:47:00.000-08:00

Well, I've been stuck in the Middle East for the past 10 months and I've decided to stay here for another 6 months. I've been gone from this site for years but I haven't forgotten. I left because honestly I just didn't have anything to contribute to this blog. I've continued to journal since the last time I blogged, mostly dreams. I was a little upset at the way people joked about my dreams once I decided to open up. As I said in the past I dream about things and then they happen. As proof I'm going to start re-blogging my dreams before they happen. I think rather than writing mushy stuff I'd rather just tell you what to expect. I just woke up. It's 2 o'clock in the morning on Sunday. While I was sleeping I was in a dream that I can't remember but I do remember hearing a womans voice screaming. Everywhere I turned, just screaming. Then I found myself driving down some city streets and began to hear louder screams. I turned a corner and saw people trying to save someone who was trapped under a car. I think the car was on fire. The persons head was crushed and people were crying. It was awful. I woke up and found that it spooked me so much that I can't sleep. So I looked out the window, walked around outside for a few minutes, prayed and then decided to re-start my blog. I'll post the actual accident in a few days when it happens. Until then, live your life because you never know when your number will be called.

Another Powerful Earthquake strikes Indonesia

2007-09-12T22:40:00.001-07:00

By ANTHONY DEUTSCH, Associated Press Writer 18 minutes ago
PADANG, Indonesia -

The second powerful earthquake in as many days shook western Indonesia Thursday, collapsing buildings in a coastal city and triggering tsunami alerts around the region.
At least nine people were killed and 49 injured in the twin tremors, which caused tall buildings to sway in at least three countries.
On Wednesday, an 8.4-magnitude earthquake shook Southeast Asia. That tremor triggered a small non-destructive tsunami off the coastal city of Padang on Sumatra, the Indonesian island ravaged by the 2004 tsunami disaster. A tsunami warning was issued for wide areas of the region and nations as far away as Africa.
Thursday's magnitude-7.8 quake rattled the same area of Sumatra and caused extensive damage in Padang.
"Many buildings collapsed after this morning's quake," Fauzi Bahar, the mayor, told El Shinta radio. "We're still trying to find out about victims."
Thousands of frightened people piled in trucks or sought shelter on high ground.
Rafael Abreu, a geologist with the U.S. Geological Survey in Colorado, said Thursday's quake did not appear to be an aftershock to the temblor the day before. But the centers of both were close together.
"We are not calling it an aftershock at this point. It's fairly large itself. It seems to be a different earthquake," Abreu said.

An Earthquake & Flood!

2007-09-07T20:39:00.000-07:00

There is going to be some type of a major flood... possibly caused by an earthquake or a hurricane. I dreamt that I was in a building with an old friend and we were trying to get away from the earthquake and I guess the flood.. it just kept coming.. can't explain it... it was almost like a continent or something flooded over.. that was weird.. as usual, be sure to mark the dates of my posts..

2007-08-19T16:44:00.000-07:00

17 poisoned by suspected CO leak near Va. Tech
Two students, 15 others hospitalized on day shooting memorial dedicated

BLACKSBURG, Va. - Two Virginia Tech students were in critical condition and 15 other people were hospitalized Sunday after a suspected carbon monoxide leak at an apartment complex, police said.
The two women were flown to the University of Virginia Medical Center and their three roommates were flown to Duke University Medical Center in Durham, N.C., after being found unresponsive in their beds in the Collegiate Suites apartment complex, police Capt. Bruce Bradbery said. All five women are students.
Two of the women flown to Duke could breathe on their own but remained unresponsive, Bradbery said; he described the other as semiconscious. All three were in serious condition, authorities said.

School shooting?

2007-08-15T06:22:00.001-07:00

Last night I dreamt that I was at a university or some type of school. There were only a few buildings and as I drove in there was a building on my left and one in front. I drove around the building to the left to the back. There was another building on the right. I noticed a lot of commotion going on with students and realized rather quickly that there were people with guns shooting at students. I ran to the back of one of the buildings while one of the gunmen pursued me. I took the gun from him and then the dream ended. My prediciton? There will be some type of mass shooting in the coming days, or something happening somewhere where there was a mass shooting... either at a university, a school or possibly at someones work site. It's unfortunate because I can't do anything about it.

Taiwanese airliner explodes at Japanese Airport

2007-08-14T19:51:00.000-07:00

All 165 passengers escape to safety as flames engulf China Airlines jet

The charred remains of a China Airlines plane lies on the tarmac on Japan's southern island of Okinawa on Monday.

Updated: 12:23 a.m. ET Aug 20, 2007
TOKYO - A plane belonging to Taiwan’s China Airlines Ltd. exploded and caught fire soon after landing on Japan’s southern island of Okinawa on Monday, but officials said all 165 people on board had escaped safely.
The Boeing 737-800 plane, which had just arrived from Taipei, was already being evacuated when the left engine exploded, ripping the plane apart, officials and witnesses said.
“I saw several passengers evacuate from the plane using a chute. After a minute or so, I heard the sound of an explosion. It was a big explosion,” said Tadahiro Hasuo, who told NHK he felt the heat of the blast while passing the airport in a taxi.

Plane Crash

2007-08-13T13:36:00.000-07:00

I don't have too much time to type right now except to say that you can expect to see a commercial or military plane crash this week. I dreamt about it last night. It will be a crash at or near a military installation or an airport, most likely something to do with landing or taking off.. it was kind of strange.. possibly and explosion..

Six coal miners trapped in Utah mine collapse

2007-08-06T17:02:00.000-07:00

HUNTINGTON, Utah (Reuters) - Six miners were trapped in the collapse of a coal mine in central Utah on Monday and experts said initial reports of an earthquake might have been the rumbling from the mine's cave-in.

No contact had been made with the miners some 12 hours after the collapse. But the mine operator said rescue teams had come within 1,700 feet of the trapped miners and work was being done to drill from the top and horizontally.
"You have six miners who all could very well be alive," Utah Gov. Jon Hunstman told Reuters outside the Crandall Canyon Mine, 140 miles south of Salt Lake City.
"In fact, the experts tell us that they are and the rescue attempts are increasingly close to the cavern where they think they are located."
Robert Murray, president of Murray Energy, which owns the mine operator, told reporters he was certain of the location, but did not know the conditions surrounding the miners.
"They could be in a chamber that is 1,000 feet long or they could be dead," Murray said, adding that "time is of the essence."
Some 200 employees and four rescue teams were at work, he said. A helicopter was drilling from the top of the mine located in a steep, craggy canyon.
The U.S. Geological Survey reported a 4.0 earthquake on Monday morning at 2:48 a.m. (0848 GMT), about 16 miles northwest of Huntington and at the relatively shallow depth of five miles.
A quake of magnitude 4.0 is capable of causing moderate damage and it was initially believed the nearby mine collapsed after the seismic movement.
ANALYZING SEISMIC ACTIVITY
But the USGS National Earthquake Information Center said it was analyzing data to determine whether the shaking was produced by the collapse, which occurred around the same time.
"If you have a mine collapse, there will be a seismic component," Harley Benz of the NEIC told Reuters.
"We simply don't know at this point," he added, noting that the analysis could take up to 48 hours and perhaps longer.
Gov. Huntsman said he would meet with the miners' families at an undisclosed location. "Hope is in order at this point. Heavy doses of hope," he said.
The area in central Utah is known for its mining industry and has seen its share of tragedy. A fire at the nearby Wilberg mine killed 27 people in 1984.
"All we can do is wait and pray and let the rescuers do their job and until we hear, we will continue praying with the families of the missing miners," said Brad King, a Utah state representative from nearby Carbon County.

Weekend of Stars

2007-08-05T16:54:00.000-07:00

I just returned home from a weekend in northern Michigan and oh what a wonderful time it was! I love the north country. Everyone seems to be nice. People wave and tend to let you merge into traffic rather than cutting you off. It's almost like the people in the north country have been isolated from the assholes where I live. There is no victim mentality in the north. I met so many new people this weekend I felt like I was at a convention.. and everyone was nice. We took jet skis around Burt Lake and on a few occasions we waddled up to boats sitting idle in the lake. Everyone was accomodating and polite. We even jumped on board a huge sail boat and drank a few drinks with the gang on the boat. Theres nothing like Pina Colada and Long Island Iced Tea on a sailboat. They invited us to their beach party later that night. We accepted but didn't think we'd make the trip. We had other plans. After our plans fell through we jumped on the jet skis and some of the other gang grabbed the boat and we headed down the lake to the town of Indian River. We slowly made our way up the canal as we looked for their cottage. Guess what? EVERYONE was nice! We passed many boats and jet skis. Everyone waved. I can't tell you how many people hit us with water cannons. Thats the rage now.. apparently. I had a ball yelling at them, "is that all you've got"? Talk about watching people reload their water cannons at light speed. What a blast! We finally found the party and jumped off the boat and jet skis. We reunited with the sailboat gang and met dozens of new people. The residents along the river were invited to the party and I'm certain that they all accepted. It was so much fun. We sat and played beach volleyball into the evening and watched the sun set over the lake. Then a bunch of us went back to the cottage and sat by the river, all the while watching boaters and jet skiiers coming in for the evening. We most likely drank way too much.. but it was worthwhile. I didn't wake up sick the next day so I didn't do too bad. Around midnight one of my friends reminded me that we may as well get totally ripped... since its against the law to drive boats and jet skis on the lake after dark. Yep. Its true. We were marooned at their cottage over night. No one seemed to mind. Like I said, EVERYONE is nice. We played cards, listened to music, and just hung out. I noticed that everyone was joined in conversations and generally speaking, throughout the night I didn't hang with any of my gang. It was almost as if everyone had been friends .. forever. I love when that happens. Around midnight we all went back to the beach and I used a laser pointer to give everyone a show of our beautiful universe... that was awesome! The only thing I lacked was my one true love on my arm... oh well... somethings just aren't worth fighting for... no.. you misread that... I meant... she didn't fight for me... I would have given my life for her... "I" wasn't worth it... anyway... many of the guests retired to the beach as I pointed out objects... and one of the gang had a little telescope... what a great idea because the moon came up around 12:45 and everyone got to gander at the moon. We went back to the cottage around 2:30. When we arrived we found a bunch of the gang sitting around a bonfire. What a great idea! A couple of my friends and I nuzzled in to the bunch and listened to one of them strum on a banjo. A banjo!! How cool was that. That guy definitely got laid that night... (he was with his girlfriend).. hehe... After a while.. and after .. a dozen beers.. teas... coladas... and a gin (I didn't know I liked gin)... I hobbled over to a tree.. just a little distance from the bonfire and lay against it... I watched the stars and listened to the sounds of laughter coming from the house... from the patio.. from the gang at the bonfire... and it wasn't until that moment... that I realized... that eveything is going to be okay... I'll find my way in life... eventually... I'll figure it all out.. and one day... I'll have my own gang ... and people will come to my place and hang out... and we'll all make memories... and they'll be better than our night at the beach in Indian River... I can't wait to share the things I did during my life with my family... the party lasted all night and just around dawn we jumped on the boat and drove it back to the cottage. I stayed on the boat and slept 'til around noon yesterday. I was pretty pooped and didn't want to wake up but the sun had burned the sh** out of me. Its hard to describe the amount of energy it takes to wake out of drunkeness with the hot summer sun burning right through you! Luckily I'm very dark and my skin can easily accomodate all that the sun can dish out. I was telling friends just a few weeks ago that I get as brown as a nut during the summer... I'll prove it to them tomorrow as I find my way back to work. I am golden brown! Anyway, I crawled out of the boat and made my way into the cool lake... what a perfect way to cool down. My skin was toasted. My friend had been sitting on a bench on the dock watching me sleep and .. I'm not sure but I think his laughing at me is what woke me. I got out of the lake and took his beach towel. Then I layed on my stomach on the dock and proceeded to fall asleep.... and I GOT BURNED ON THE back side!!! Hmm... seems like some people don't know how to learn lessons... ME! Last night we were going out to stargaze with the gang... and some of our new found friends... around 8 o'clock I found that I was so exhausted from the sunburns that I didn't think I'd make it... best friend to the rescue... he gave a long island iced tea... and an ICE COLD Bud Light... I gulped them both down... and in a sudden hydrated state... jumped in the car and we were off to meet up with everyone.... I had my telescope packed and some of the others left early to set it up at a gravel pit near the city. What a great time. Around 10 o'clock the scope was set up and people were starting to show up. Normally I don't allow drinking around the telescope.. but we decided to bend the rules. The gravel pit was to promise very dark skies... and no disturbances from the locals... that was about as far off as you can imagine... by 11 o'clock the news was out at the party house from the night before that we were at the gravel pit... most of the gang thought we were having a party and within a short half hour, dozens of cars and trucks were buzzing down the road to our site. In all I'd say there were over 50 visitors during the night.... and there was A LOT of alcohol.. I guess the "no drinking" rules just get totally thrown out when you're up north.. everyone equates fun with alcolhol... the great part was... EVERYONE WAS NICE... even the drunks. I got to tell stories of the constellations... everyone got to gander through the huge telescope.. some of them didn't believe that we could actually see the gas bands on Jupiter... or the 100 or so thousand stars in the Hurcules cluster. We watched the International Space Station buzz by twice during the night and many of the visitors got to see their first falling star ever! How awesome! I wish I could find the words to describe last night. There were dozens of people seated around the telescope... looking up to the skies.. asking questions... drinking their favorite drinks... all-the-while I was on center stage pointing out celestial wonders.. answering questions... while one of the gang unleashed Satellite Radio on the gang... oldies! Can you believe it? And everyone loved it! If you want to meet women... buy a huge telescope that requires them to stand on a ladder... hehe... I held so many hands and steadied so many women.. I felt like a pimp.... yeah.. Pimp Daddy JJ's Starparty... there was only one thing that was missing from my "out of this world" weekend... and everyone who has ever read any of my blogs knows what I'm talking about... the worst part about having the time of your life and making memories that will last a lifetime? not having your "soulmate" by your side to share it with...
next weekend we are invited back to the party... back to the gravel pit.. back to the stars... and I'm already making plans to go...

All in all... it was a great weekend...

Construction Accident

2007-08-05T16:51:00.000-07:00

Okay.. so last weeks tragedy in Minnesota was certainly unexpected and quite sad. I've prayed for everyone who lost a family member that they'd find peace.

A major construction accident of some type is on the horizon... it might be underground... not sure on this one... the dream was foggy at best... I don't know whether it will be just workers injured or killed.. but it isn't going to be pretty. I'll post the news clip in the next few days. Check the date of this post... and pray... August 05, 07.

Brazil Plane Crash

2007-07-20T11:36:00.000-07:00

Brazil Crash Plane Speed Puzzles Experts
Experts Puzzle Over Crash Plane's High Speed As Officials Debate Shutting Busiest Airport
A TAM jet prepares to land at Congonhas airport, as smoke rises from the site where a TAM airlines jet crashed Tuesday killing at least 189 people, in Sao Paulo, Thursday, July 19, 2007.

One of the two thrust reversers on an airliner carrying 186 people that crashed in a fireball was turned off when the plane landed, the jet's owner said, as officials tried to determine why it raced down a runway instead of slowing down.
However, the airline insisted late Thursday that the thrust reverser, used by jets to slow down just after touching down, had been deactivated earlier in accordance with proper maintenance procedures.

Nuclear Secrets

2007-07-20T11:32:00.001-07:00

Worker attempts to sell U.S nuclear secrets
Calcutta News.NetThursday 19th July, 2007 (BigNewsNetwork.com)
A worker at a nuclear facility in Tennessee in the United States has been accused of stealing documents relating to nuclear secrets.It is alleged he tried to sell the information to an undercover FBI officer. It is believed none of the information was ever able to be put in the hands of overseas operatives or terrorist groups. The alleged nuclear spy worked as a contractor at a technology lab that once was used to enrich uranium for weapons.

Another premonition

2007-07-01T18:05:00.000-07:00

This morning I woke from a dream (July 1) that really stirred my soul. I have had dreams my whole life that tend to materialize. Call it whatever you want but its true. I'm tired of carrying this so I'm going to write it beforehand. I was on a farm with family and a bunch of people that I didn't know. Off in the distance I noticed a nuclear blast. I didn't think too much of it since it was a dream.. but my dreams tend to be a little more of the "major motion picture" types. At first I didn't say anything but I kept seeing these little mushroom clouds in the distance. Finally I told my mom to look off in the distance at the mushroom cloud and at about that moment a huge explosion went off. I told everyone to get down because the wind from the blast was going to hit. We all layed on the ground as the warm, nuclear wind blew past us. There was a barn next to us and I told everyone to get into the barn, so we did. After a few seconds I told them that we needed to abandon the barn and get into our cars and get the hell out of there. So we started jumping into our vehicles. My brother had one of the trunks full of clothes and I was trying to crunch it closed while my mom was trying to get into a jeep or something that sat next to the car. I didn't know a lot of the people there. It was pretty strange. Anyway, I woke up from there. I don't know if there will be a nuclear bomb going off anywhere but I can absolutely guarantee you that something on the order of a 911 terrorist attack is going to take place in the next week or so. I've had dreams like this my whole life and I finally decided a while ago that I'd start telling people. I don't know why this happens but this dream was just too real for me to not publish it. If I had to guess I'd say there is going to be some type of terrorist attack in a major city around the world or major cities, some type of nuclear theft or some type of nuclear stand-off or illegal nuclear bomb testing within the next week. Mark my words... then bookmark my blogs for future events... In other dream news... I dreamt about a plane crash. My dreams are always so sordid and twisted. I was sitting in a barn.. why a barn? who the hell knows... and I watched as a plane crashed right through the side of a building... very odd... definitely going to be a crash...
Mark my posts...

2007-06-17T18:18:00.000-07:00

I need you to know that I am still deeply in love with you.. I thought it would be easy after being away from you for so long.. then I heard your voice and realized that nothing has changed... nothing will change.. after holding you.. and feeling what its like to live for the first time in my life... how could I ever settle for anyone else? can you ever remember feeling so alive?... the touch of your lips to mine... the way we used to just sit as minutes turned into hours... the sadness when each day would end... knowing I'd have to wait a whole night before I could see you again... and then you were gone... Now I live... and hold onto the hope that... someday fate will reunite us... and for the rest of our lives... we will live.. we will love... you will be my whole universe... and I'll never leave your side... yes.. the seasons will change... and time will continue to move on.. but my heart will always be yours... and I'll never regret the moment during our lives that I loved my Rebecca... my soulmate... but I will always regret letting her slip away... until forever ends... I'll be waiting...

2007-02-17T18:27:00.000-08:00

River of Life

.......

...........

I walked along

a river flowing

tangled thoughts

without ever knowing

the many lives

who'd come before

who walked along

this stony shore

reminescent memories

heartaches and strife

as timeless raindrops

settle on these stones of life

and buried deep

beneath the restless stream

voices past

is this a dream

I hear the echo

canyon voices

I hang my head low

I've made my choices

life hasn't yielded

the plans I've made

I voice regret

memories fade

I cast my troubles

to this river flowing

endless voices

are forever going

to leave their tares

along the shore

underneath the waves

they'll ask for more

wanting second chances

unrequited pardon

from missed romances

in natures garden

life doesn't always

yield to our desire

we seek... we find

leave the rest behind

look back with regret

never forget

along this river

I walk alone..

2007-02-10T17:40:00.000-08:00

My Beach Dream

She knows I'm watching her as she stands waist deep in the ocean. She begins to wade through the surf while the waves surrounded her and engulfed her beautiful body. Although she fights to stay on her feet she occasionally loses her balance and disappears below the waves. Then just as suddenly she emerges, wet hair, body glistening in the suns gentle rays. The wind whips her hair into her mouth while she rejects it with her tongue. Oh. How I love her tongue and her lips, the way they feel on my body, the way she nibbles when we make love. She looks at me as a wave strikes her and drags her beneath the surf. She bobs up smiling, giggling, all the while coughing up salt water. I laugh. I'm restless. I get up from my chair and slowly make my way into the water. She drapes her arms to her sides and begins to spin circles in the water. Her fingers dangling atop the water as the waves glide by her beautiful body. One moment she's up to her shoulders in water and the next the water ebbs to her waist showing her olive skin and beautiful breasts. What an amazing, luscious woman. I keep thinking that I must be dreaming. What is she thinking as I move toward her? Does she see what I see when I look at her? Does she think about how the waves move around me? She looks toward me and stares playfully but doesn't say a word. She smiles and giggles as I move toward her. Suddenly I feel naked and self-conscious. I play a little and then dive into the water. I swim beneath her in the cool surf and her legs stoically anchored in the sand. She flinches just for moment as my hands meet her thighs. I slowly navigate along her hips as I emerge from the deep. My hands continue to scan her waist, her ribs, her breasts, her neck, face, her hair. We press our bodies against one another and devour each other. It’s very deep, passionate, forever. We find ourselves uncontrollably lost in the moment. She gasps. No one has ever gasped when I kissed them. It must have been me! I can feel her heartbeat through her tender breasts and I listen to her breathe.

We slowly sink into the water and move toward the shore, wading along the bottom, her hands in mine. Her eyes look deeply into mine. Our bodies still pressed together she wraps her legs around my waist and we begin to bob up and down resonating with the waves. I can feel the warmth of her inner thighs on my hips. I think to myself that I’ll certainly wake up from this dream. My body aches. I want to take her right now, to undress under the waves and make love. Her body calls to me to make love with her. Her eyes silently scream, “get the message! I want you!” Her breasts are pressed against my naked chest. Thank God the beach is deserted. We slowly wade out of the surf, her legs still wrapped around my waist. I'm excited and she can feel it. Her eyes beg for me to lie her in the sand and take her.

I’m nervous as I fumble with her top. The strings are slightly knotted and we laugh. She reaches behind and begins to untie it herself all the while still wrapped around me. I kneel and slowly lower her into the sand as she finishes removing her top. Her breasts are hot and beautiful. I lay her in the sand and begin to kiss her stomach, her hips, her breasts. She breathes, gasps while I remove what remains on our bodies. Why am I shaking? I feel a heightened awareness throughout my body as she begs me to make love with her. By now we are lost. A destiny of unabated passion invites a wild engagement of unavoidable arousement. Saying no would only be teasing, a temporary respite from the inevitable. I make my way to her shoulders and I kiss her neck, her ears, her chin, cheeks, her lips. My body writhes in anticipation. Her soft, tender lips ignite fire deep in my soul; places that I didn’t know exist. Her kisses are demanding, deep, delicious.

The wind, the surf, the universe and our bodies dissolve into one and at that moment I find myself penetrating into her beautiful body. She gasps or was that me? I dissove into the ocean breeze as we lunge and ebb all the while listening to her gasp. She looks into my eyes and excitedly digs into my arms and drags me closer. She wants to feel my whole body against her as she unabatedly invites me to devour her; to awaken the fire deep within her body. I rake my fingers through her hair and clasp my fist to solidify the control that I need to create unimaginable pleasure, to get a better grip on her everything. Making love with this beautiful woman is surreal, amazing, impossible to get enough. The sea seems to tirelessly deluge our bodies or is it from the excitement from making love? A thousand miillion questions run through my mind. Am I really here? Are we really making love? Are we on the beach? I open my eyes and there she is, gasping, smiling a deep sensual, desirous smile. I thrust deeper. Her eyes roll back as she arches and then lifts her hips as she succumbs to every ounce, every thrust of my body. It’s not enough. Forever will not satisfy this burning desire to drive her to the end of the universe. She takes me in and she refocuses on my lips and nibbles, kisses, moans, and cries with unabated excitement. One moment I’m on top, our bodies orchestrating a chorus of gasps and moan. In the next she rolls and suddenly takes control. I put my hands on her hips as she begins to thrust her body to and fro, slowly at first. We find a rhythm and she pushes harder and faster. Her breasts are delicious, excited, wet. The sun glistens from her breasts as I devour one and then the other. The ocean never tasted so soft, so amazing. She screams and gasps but words escape her.

The cool evening ocean breeze delivers a chill to our bodies for only a moment. The torrent of seashore waves crash against our bodies as she moves faster and faster. Its as if we are in a race with eternity. Our bodies ache for one another all the while thrusting, tasting, moaning, crying, laughing. The world is ours. Time stands still. My thoughts lure me away from the worries of the world. I'm weak and find my vulnerability an invited respite from the control that I desire. I lay my head in the sand and watch her body, her silky hair flow in the wind as she gasps and screams for more. Or was that me? Suddenly, I can’t breathe. She’s in control now as I lay there exhausted. She wants more so I thrust harder. I can feel that I’m getting ready to climax and how I pray that we come together. She must be fulfilled. I control my thoughts. I’m close. She’s closer. I yell at her to go faster. She cries to me, don’t come. Not yet. And begs, “Please”. I sit up slightly to thrust the last ounce deep inside. She jolts. Her legs shake, she screams! Her body vibrates. I can’t hold it any longer. I think I’m screaming too. I can’t tell. I let go, unable to control the inevitabe, pushing our bodies into a state of heightened orgasm. It’s hot, delicious and flows over our bodies. She stares at me, closes her eyes, grits her teeth and describes every tingly sensation from her toes to the very ends of the hair on her head. She continues to vibrate and moan while maintaining a gentle massage between our bodies. I can feel every contraction, every moment as she falls forward on my chest, exhausted, fulfilled. The last ounce of energy is sapped from her bodies, but I continue to slowly penetrate. I don’t want to stop. Why can’t this last for a million-thousand years? I want to give her every ounce of me and more. I can feel her beautiful breasts as she lays against mine. The salty ocean water finds it way along the shore and were suddenly covered with the warm ocean surf. As it ebbs, the cool ocean breeze catches us, wakes us from the dream. She looks into my eyes and then presses her cheek to mine and we lay there forever. I’m still inside of her. I look up to the sky. The sun has set for the evening. I can almost see a star in the sky when I catch a tear from her eye on my cheek. It trickles down my face, ending its journey in the cool evening sand. It will remain only for a moment before being washed into the forever of the coastal waters. And so will this evening on the beach. It will end but will remain a constant reminder of our moment unrequited passion and love. I realize that I’ve never felt true intimacy or what it was like to make love with a woman until this moment. My thoughts drift as I realize it was so much more than two bodies satisfying an urge. If there is a spiritual way of making love this must be it! The connection annhiliates even the most prized material possession. We delved into and invited an unbreakable connection, something that will never be lost or stolen from our lives. Our souls, our bodies, are exhausted. We both reminisce over the remnants of those last few tingles in our toes. The passion is still there. Consumed with tireless energy, I look into her eyes and we smile. The evening is still young. This night we will retire to our cottage. We'll stare out the window and listen to the ocean surf tap tunes on the sand. Then we'll make love in the waterbed, on the deck under the stars, in the shower, in front of the fireplace and tomorrow, tomorrow? We’ll find our way to the beach and we’ll lie there next to one another and we’ll sleep the day away.

2007-01-30T15:24:00.000-08:00

The Picture & Tomorrow

........

He sat by her side

her friend near him too

they held up the camera

what could he do

He cozied up next to her

lit his best smile

her hand in his

they hugged for a while

He didn't let on

that his heart was alive

he wondered how

through the years

he'd survived

They laughed

they giggled

she nudged

he joked

they flirted

they wondered

she touched him

he hoped

the night would go on

for the next 25 years

but he knew the reality

he remembered the tears

from long ago

when she sat by his side

they looked at the stars

emotions denied

as quick as it started

she slipped out

of his life

he did his best

to handle the strife

he hid his feelings

he couldn't stay

he prayed for healing

he ran away

he hoped

the separation

would heal the pain

alas, he had failed

nothing to gain

but, now she is here

the picture is cast

instant memories

a lifetime they'll last..

until...

.......

........

Tomorrow

.....
I've waited a lifetime
to hold your hand
to see your face
to understand
to say the things
I need to say
to sing with you
along the way
There always seemed
to be no time
I always knew
you should be mine
the time wasn't right
things went awry
I left your life
I don't know why
We lost touch
I moved away
I never thought
I'd come back someday
I did my best
to forget the past
a new life began
it didn't last
somewhere in time
through the years
you looked for me
after many tears
a lifetime of mystery
unresolved loss
now you're here
was it worth the cost
half way though life
we've missed so much
you're still not my wife

.........

..........
I can't touch you
or kiss you
or taste your soft skin
tell you your beautiful
how can I win
I can't hold you
caress you
Intimacy? no
I guess I'll run again
where will I go
I'll discover new faces
I'll keep living the lie
I'll find new places
I'll just deny
my feelings for you
I hurt to the core
but, I've waited this long
I'll wait 25 more
I'll carry the picture

I'll hold it near

it will keep me alive

while you aren't here

I'll dream of the things

that you and I missed

a lifetime of memories

the last time we kissed

don't worry about me

I wait for tomorrow

to taste you again

the years I will borrow

subside on the last kiss

reflect on that moment

oh how I'll miss

your smile, you voice

the smell of your skin

the taste of your breath

here I go again

but I'm stronger today

than I was long ago

I know how to deal

the pain hurts me so

but a feeling of comfort

my universe alive

my thoughts illumined

I will survive

'til I hold you again

no matter how long

I have to wait

I'll be your friend

then I'll love you

like no other

until the end

2007-01-28T19:20:00.000-08:00

A Moment of Eternity

.... ....

I nudged your hand

I kissed your lips

for a moment

I touched your fingertips

...

I smelled your hair

I felt your skin

I was in love

I ache within

...

I caressed your face

I tickled your cheek

you gave me hope

tis love I seek

...

I felt alive

you lit the fire

now I'm in love

you, I desire

...

You promised not

to say goodbye

now your gone

I don't know why

...

God sent you here

to be with me

things in life

I just can't see

...

my way through

the pain

I've felt within

what's to gain

I cannot win

...

Go on? I've tried

I've missed you so

my love denied

so long ago

...

'til the end of time

and ten years past

my life, you are

t' will always last

...

because

...

it was always you

there will never be

a greater love

than you and me

2007-01-24T07:06:00.000-08:00

I hate

I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair;
I hate the way you drive my car, I hate it when you stare.
I hate it when you blow me off, And the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick; It even makes me rhyme.
I hate the way you're always right, I hate it when you lie,
I hate it when you make me laugh and when you make me cry.
I hate it that you're not around, And the fact you didn't call.
But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you;
Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.

2007-01-16T06:33:00.000-08:00

A night under the stars… summer of 99….

On a warm autumn evening, two high school sweethearts walked along an old dusty path. They wanted to escape the village lights and find some refuge from the townspeople. Of course, spending a romantic evening under the stars wasn't entirely out of the question either. He carried a backpack with assorted goodies and a sleeping bag, to provide shelter against the cool evening breeze. The path led through a small forest which seemed to manifest eerie shadows of creatures hiding about the trees. She was somewhat afraid, her senses heightened, but he assured her that he wouldn't leave her side. He was a little frightened too, but knew the other side of the forest harbored an oasis of coziness ideal for young lovers. The thin crescent moon found it's way over the horizon reflecting the waning rays of the sun to the tree tops. As they entered the forest they noticed many leaves scattered about the path. Giant oak and maple trees littered the landscape, draping their branches over the trail. The smell of autumn was already in the air which added a little familiarity and comfort to their senses. To ease her fears he commented on the distinct smell of the autumnal forest. At that moment an ensemble of nocturnal movements and sounds suddenly brought the forest to life. Tiny animals scurried through the leaves and into their holes for the night. She noticed the peculiar sounds of creatures calling their little ones home; wood thrushes, sparrows, mice, and even an owl. Of course, the owl wasn't calling but was listening for the first chance to predate a late evening meal. Tree branches whispered quietly as the treetops swayed gently in the breeze. They stopped at her request to close their eyes and listen. They stood only for a moment when she realized that the forest wasn't a desolate wasteland waiting to catch the next victim in it's snare. It was a melody of beauty and most enchanting, even in the dark. As he listened he felt the warm rush of her hand slip into his jacket pocket, carefully sliding her fingers between his. This simple act stimulated the deepest parts of his soul and he caught himself losing his breath. If there were a way to describe butterflies, this was it. He clasped her hand and gently pulled it free from his jacket. With his eyes still closed he brought her hand to his face, lightly rubbed it against his while inhaling the scent of vanilla that evaporated from her soft skin. Even the loudest orchestration of mother natures wildest creatures wouldn't have stirred his passion. He was lost with just a breath. The sound of a hawk screeching in the night brought him back to his senses. He noticed that she had been watching him gaze, eyes wide shut, devouring even the smallest crumbs that she had to offer. His attentiveness caught her unguarded. She noticed him paying attention to every detail. It seemed that even her hair flowing gently in the breeze didn't go unnoticed. Amazed and delighted she scurried away playfully into the night, adding to the ensemble of noises wafting through the forest. He followed fast behind, kicking up leaves, breaking branches, enjoying every ounce of natures grandeur. Mother nature has a way of captivating the senses, bringing light to the darkest places while dissolving fear with her universal solvent of artwork on the grandest scale. Their fears had long past by the time they made their way out of the forest. They discovered a small field with a few hills but surrounded by the forest on all sides. A fenceline bisected the field and ran stright up a hill to the base of a great oak tree. They conversed for a few moments and decided to trek along the fenceline and settle atop the hill next to the Oak. It would be the perfect place for a night under the stars. They made their way slowly up the hill. They found that even after adjusting to the dark it was still slightly difficult to navigate. The moon provided almost no comfort since it was still just a sliver in the sky. With her hand in his they completed their tour to the hilltop. Some wooden cross beams from the fence had rotted and shattered through the years. She found one of them to be a temporary respite while he unpacked and laid out the sleeping bag. They were both still a little nervous as he called to her to join him. She sat beside him, yearning for the best but honestly hoping to have her hand in his or perhaps his arms around her to offer some protection from the unknown. She was still settling in when he yelled for her to look at the sky! She looked just in time to catch a falling star! It was so exciting. She was sure that she'd never seen a falling star before. He described the dynamics of the event while telling stories of falling stars in the early 19th century that sent townspeople into utter chaos as they thought the world was ending. He pointed out constellations and wove tales of greek mythology while parading his knowledge of the sky. She found herself lost in his words and noticed a peculiar trend. Most of the stories were about starcrossed lovers, and herculean heros who rescued the damsel in distess. She'd try to catch him with things he didn't know. "What's that?" she'd ask. "Betelgeuse", he'd exclaim. "And theres Mars, see how it doesn't twinkle? There's the north star." Then he'd pause, "and there's the big dipper. see it!" She was taken by his excitement for the stars. Occasionally she'd stop him and offer to tell her own version of a story. She'd point at a couple of stars and make something up. They'd laugh and snuggle closer to one another. The moon navigated it's way to the nadir and they both opted to lay down to watch it cast its spell on the skies. She rolled on her side next to him and pointed to a constellation sneaking above the horizon. He explained the mythology while catching her breath against his cheek. He didn't turn to her for fear of being captured by her beautiful blue eyes. He continued to stare off into the darkness explaining the rotation of the earth and how the constellations drift across the sky from west to east. She draped her arm over his body, snuggled up next to him and closed her eyes. He reached over and began to run his fingers through her silky hair. She quietly gasped, lay her head on his chest and began to drift in and out of a well orchestrated dream. She wondered if he had the same kind of dreams. The ones where you are still awake and you direct the dream to your advantage. She imagined herself crawling closer to him and pulling his face to hers. She dreamt of the deep kisses and the warmth of his body as she crawled on top of him. She found herself engulfed and lost in his breath. He could feel her heartbeating through her blouse and in a moment of insanity begged for her to make love with him! She screamed "yes"! and with the scream woke from the dream. He began to laugh and joked that he hoped her dream was more exciting than looking at the stars. She giggled wildly and apologized. Then she assured him that she couldn't recall the dream and asked him to go on with his stories. Her listlessness and the way she had woken with a "yes" seemed like an invitation of sorts. He wasn't sure if she was agreeing with his suggestions that they cuddle up next to the tree for a first kiss or if she actually had been dreaming. She started counting the stars, pointing as she tallied them up. He reached for her hand and helped her navigate from one constellation to the next. They had just begun to enjoy their new game when they heard a wolf howling in the distance. They picked up the bag, scurried to the tree and cuddled up. She found herself crawling between his legs and laid her back against his chest. He gently wrapped his arms around her shoulders and rested his hands on hers and assured her that wolves don't eat people. As they sat there she realized the sounds of the wolves in the distance were another beautiful display of nature. She smiled and snuggled even closer while he wrapped his arms around her shoulders and allowed them to come to rest on her hands. Then he wrapped his legs around her body and draped his head over her shoulder and gently placed his cheek next to hers. He whispered in her ear how beautiful she looked this evening. She thanked him for the complement and the wonderful evening. For many minutes they stared to the skies on the horizon. The oak tree stood proud and protected them from the wolves cries while sheltering them from a late summer dew. At one point she gently wrestled from his arms and turned to face him. She stood to stretch and then slowly lowered herself and sat on top of him, wrapping her legs around his body. The warmth or her thighs created an avalanche of excitement. This time he couldn't look away. She cornered him, forcing him to look into her eyes. Her eyes cried for a kiss and he slowly acceded to her intimate, silent demand. In a moment they would devour one another, hands groping wildly, hearts racing. He laced his fingers through her hair and pulled her mouth closer to deepen the kisses. She didn't mind. There is a moment during intimate encounters when irrational desire dethrones common sense. Every word, every kiss, every touch absolves the most inhibited celebant, hypnontizing the senses. The taste of her breath was of honey. He imagined himself making love with her, aching for her, to experience the inner parts of her soul. In the moment passion overruled sense and they quickly spread out their bag and drew off their coats. He began to unbutton her blouse and noticed that it was paper thin. Her breasts slowly appeared through her satin camisole or was it lace? He didn't know the difference. He just wanted to feel her soft, tender skin. In that moment she gasped and lay herself on the blanket. Only half naked, he lay on top of her and continued to navigate his way along her hips and stomach with his lips. An occasional nibble drove her to the point of small, tempered screams. He found her breasts, her neck, her lips as she wrapped her legs around him and pulled her hips to his. She stopped only for a breath and to beg for him to take her. Many moments passed, both minds confused, dazed, irrational, and in the height of the nearly perfect night capped off with amazing moments of the possibility of making love, he doused the flames of desire as he moved from her body and lay by her side. He covered her breasts, still exposed to the cool evening breeze, rethinking his decision to quench the heated moment of desire. With his mind still racing, and exitement coursing through their bodies, he whispered, "I want you, but not tonight beautiful lady". If a woman could ever define true intimacy, this would be the moment. She lay still and looked to the stars. One moment unabated sexual desire, the next, a calm sense of peace. A single tear trailed down her cheek as she realized just how wonderful the experience had been. He had a beautiful woman laying next to him, vulnerable, juices flowing, heart pounding, begging him to penetrate the very fibre of her life and he quietly declined. She looked into his eyes, snuggled up next to him and quietly voiced the words, "I love you". She put her arms around him, looked over his shoulder to the distant lights of the town and smiled. She was at peace, with the man she loved, and in her heart she knew that the night was still young.

A page from my journal..2002

2007-01-10T17:35:00.000-08:00

The early fall is my favorite time of the year. I love to listen to the birds sing as they prepare to make their way south for the winter. In the evening I sit on the deck behind the house and watch the squirrels bury chestnuts all around the yard. I often wonder if they ever find any of those nuts or if they just rot in the ground. Come to think of it I run over a lot of saplings when I cut the lawn during the summer. I suppose that’s a good indication that most of the nuts are lost. I don’t mind mowing them down. On second thought, those damned squirrels! I laugh to myself because I love to watch the little guys scurry around, running from their own shadows.

The property is beautifully littered with great oak, maple and ash trees. During the summer I open my upstairs window to usher in the late summer breeze. It’s wonderful listening to the wind rustle through the trees, orchestrating an ensemble of melodies. It’s enough to put even the most ardent insomniac right to sleep. Not me though. I don’t want to miss a moment of natures grandeur. When I can’t sleep I lay my head on the windowsill and quietly listen to the tree frogs, crickets, and the leaves rustling in the forest. I visit with the fireflies as they navigate the late night skies. And of course, what would summer be without the occasional mosquito buzzing around. I like to think of the whole event as natures way of parading it’s beauty. What could be more fulfilling than ingesting mother natures dish of wonderful? Sometimes I want to lay there and cry because I can’t share these momets with the world.
I like to describe the night time skies as “scary” dark. They remind me of the days that me and my sibs used to play hide and seek. We’d crawl into mom’s bedroom closet and just for a moment close the door. Of course, the closet always seemed to harbor all the monsters of the world, especially when the door was closed. I remember being brave and closing the door while listening to my brother count to 100. That didn’t last long though. I was an easy catch because I always nudged the door open to let in just enough light to keep the monsters in the shadows. I was a dead giveaway. These days I still manage to glance at the closet late at night just to make sure that the door is secure. You never know when a childhood monster will escape and drag you away to his lair.

At night time when the moon is new the stars litter the heavens so brilliantly that it seems one could reach out and touch them. I’m not afraid to admit that on many occasions I lay out in the back yard late at night on my sleeping bag and watch the stars navigate their way across the heavens. Occasionally a meteor streaks past awakening the senses to the quiet evening beauty. I think to myself if I just had someone to share it with, she’d tag me as one of life’s hopeless romantics. Who wouldn’t want to marry a guy like me? That’s what I ask myself at these moments. What woman wouldn’t love to spend an evening doing these things with the one they love? I don’t know if it’s really true that men are sexual predators and women like to play the role of the damsel in distress. If it is true this would be a womans dream. I’d invite them into my life for just an evening to see the things I see and to hear the things I hear. And we could do it without them having to worry about the typical, “what a great night, let’s have sex,” which I suppose is what every guy expects at the end of a wonderful evening. Men have mastered the way to totally muck up a great thing. I’ll agree that there are some women who just love to fu** and can’t wait to get the little things over with so they can get into the down and dirty too. But I honestly haven’t met too many women like that and frankly I wouldn’t care to. As I lay here thinking about it I’d much rather have a woman who is timid rather than one who expects to be laid on the first date. So I lay here tonight, listening and watching the shadows in the dark. My mind wanders as a the wind carries a maple leaf past my nose. It settles gently on my sleeping bag, right next to me. It's as if it needs to find a little comfort from the world. A leaf? I laugh to myself. You are truly pathetic Jeffery. I stare up at the skies for many hours watching the constellations trace out their place in the skies. Just me... and my leaf... until tomorrow..

2007-01-01T20:26:00.000-08:00

Love beyond Life
.............
Three decades ago he put a ring on her hand.

Now they are strangers, this wasn't planned.

They wake every morn and go their own way.

They barely speak a word at the end of the day.

Her heart aches as she reflects on the past.

Her true love promised a love that would last.

Trapped in a world she couldn't control,

she turned her back. She told him to go.

Her weakness forced them to both live a lie.

He was certain she had married the wrong guy.

Someday, he said, you'll regret your decision.

Angry she'd get, from his constant derision.

As they parted ways, both were heart broken.

Over the years, although, hardly a word spoken,

they never relinquished the love that they shared.

It was one of a kind, if she would have dared,

to forgo the norm and risk the unknown,

the love that they had would only have grown

into a lifetime of love and memories true.

She opened her eyes, she knew what to do
to rekindle the flames of true love and desire.
She'd find him, and tell him, still alive is the fire!
If he refused her advances, she'd understand.
But he'd take her back, he promised his hand!
She searched and prayed, old friends she'd locate.
To see his face, she just couldn't wait!
She continued to look. She spared no expense;
phonebooks, internet, bated breath, in suspense!
Ironically she found his old friend on the street.
She told him her name. He agreed they should meet
the next day, dusk, at 1st and S. Meade,
an odd location it seemed but she agreed.
When she arrived, next to a headstone he stood.
I wanted to tell you. I didn't think that you would
meet me here as I asked you to do.
Quietly he whispered, He always loved you.
I don't understand, what are you trying to say?
Slowly he knent for a moment to pray.
I kept my promise. I found her old friend.
Your last request, honored I, til' the end.
Tears in her eyes, heart broken, angry,
tell me sir, did he try to find me?
His constant companion through all the years
you broke his heart, so many tears.
He honored the promise you forced him to take.
He said you'd come back, then a life you would make.
Life passed him by, seasons changed, he grew older.
All my life, I will wait, he said that he told her.
Heart broken, he drifted though life, head hung low.
He waited and waited but you didn't show.
I was there at the end. I watched his life fade.
I held his hand, when the promise, I made.
Shortly thereafter, as the last breath he drew,
he whispered your name, and said, I love you.
Uncontrollably she cried and fell to her knees.
How did he die old man, you must tell me, please!
Take it longer, I can't, tell me this day!
With cane in hand he slowly walked away.
It's under the leaves. It's carved in stone.
It's why he spent his whole life alone.
As he disappered into the darkness of night
she wiped away the leaves, and by the moonlight
across his words, her fingers she ran.
Why did you go? I don't understand.
I never stopped loving you. You must have known.
Suddenly she realized she wasn't alone.
(to be continued)....

2006-12-24T21:30:00.000-08:00

A shallow misty fog engulfs the cool rivers shore
it isn't quite as cold today, I've moved on to something more.
The heartbreak that I've carried, the trust I had in you
was broken by your web of tales, Now I know what to do.
It wasn't me you needed to pass your evenings away.
If they made you feel beautiful, that's all it took to stray.
You donned your hottest dress, available you'd look
you couldn't wait to show your stuff, men's hearts you knew you'd hook
the attention you thrived on, phone numbers and myspace names
I figured it was all in fun, but you loved to play the games
with more than me and every other guy who's heart you'll break
I'm certain I'm not the only one, who's happiness you'll take

it's easy when you've never loved but eventually you may.

He'll tear out your heart. You'll see how it feels. It never goes away.

time doesn't heal a broken heart, you'll never let it go

you'll wonder why he lied and cheated and how you didn't know

and you'll realize your own craftiness, the one you used for lies

is the same one he used on you, but he used a different guise

he'll play you just like you play us, he'll take what he can get

by the time you've given all you have, he'll have you in his net

it'll be too late to walk away, and put it all behind

no matter what you do or say he'll always be on your mind

you'll try not to think of him but you'll think of him more

you'll yell and scream, you'll feel trapped and hurt, the pain you can't ignore

and if time heals all wounds and broken hearts, a lifetime won't be enough

you'll remember every heart you've broken,

was broken by your web of tales, self esteem and insecurity
I sit beside the flowing stream and reflect on who you are
I realize that the one I loved so far

2006-12-21T16:41:00.000-08:00

Happens... Happening...Happened!

.........................

It's funny how it happened, and how it happened that day.
I was minding my own business when you happened by my way.
I think that I happened to notice your eyes.
You happened to be talking to a couple of guys
who happened to be doing their best to mac on you.
I happened to think it was funny. I'm not kidding, its true!
I happened to hear it from many a friend
that you happened to have a wonderful friendship to lend,
to anyone who happened along your way.
It was just my luck that I happened to walk by that day.
It also happens that I knew you'd want to be friends with me
and as life has it, you happened to agree.
As life would also have it, our friendship happened to grow.
It all happened so fast, you wanted to know
if I happened to be thinking the same things as you.
As a matter of fact, I said, it just so happens, I do!
You and I both happened to love the same things.
It wasn't a surprise when I happened to buy you a ring.
You happened to cry as you said I do.
Come to think of it, I happened to cry too!
It's been many years since we happened to say
that even if life happens to send adversity our way,
our love happens to be so perfect and pure,
that if anything does happen, our love will endure!
and it also happens, if I hadn't met you "that day",
it would have eventually happened, somewhere... some way.

2006-12-17T19:00:00.001-08:00

Someday

What happened to us? where did you go?
I can't seem to find you, I just want to know
if you're okay, do you need anything?
I'd give you the world, I'd buy you a ring!
What did I do? Did I love you too much?
Why did you say you loved how I touched
your life and your heart and how it made you feel.

Why would you give up a love that's so real?

Why did you lie to me and tell me the things,
that brought hope to my life, the kind that love brings?
Then I opened my eyes and reached for your hand.
I hoped to find "truth" but found only sand.
How do I live now that your gone?
Each day is a chore as life lingers on.
A short time ago you looked into my eyes
and poured out your heart, was it all lies?
You told me you loved me, how amazing we were,
how you felt in your heart and that you were sure
no one else could make you feel this way.
If that was true, why didn't you stay!?
Do you have any idea what it's like let go?
Are you hurting too? I have to know.
Is the pain, the sorrow, the emptiness I feel
in your heart too? Is this for real?
Are you leaving for good or are we on a break?
Give us a chance, can't we just take
it one day at a time and figure it out.
Please, don't say goodbye, because I'm about
to give up on love, theres nothing left in my heart.
I hate the thought of being apart.

I've been waiting this long and if I have it my way

we may still be together ... forever... someday!

Your Moon & Stars

2006-12-13T05:51:00.000-08:00

True Love

I held your hand and watched you play.

I thought to myself, for sure "someday"

you'd be all mine, we'd sing and dance.

All you needed to do was give us a chance.

I wouldn't lie to you, hurt you? No way.

You are my princess. What else can I say?

I love you when you're feeling blue.

I love you when you're happy too.

When you fuss, I don't care.

It makes me giggle everywhere.

I drive you crazy. I do. I know.

You push my buttons, you're a pro!

I love to laugh with you.

You have a beautiful smile.

I love to play with you.

Let's walk for a while

We'll talk about what life has in store

and I'll ask you to give me just one more

day to hold your hand, or to hear your voice.

Please don't say we have no choice,

or that parting ways is the only way

to solve this affair, please, not today.

Walk with me, just one more mile.

To hold your hand.. it makes me smile.

I'll never let go.. and neither will you

our souls are one... our love is true.

Your Moon & Stars

Forever My Love

2006-12-12T17:26:00.000-08:00

I sit here alone and pray. I feel like God is far away.
I try not to think of you. Pray and pray is all I do.
I am outwardly strong. Inside I cry.
Happiness eludes me even though I try
to look for things to pass my day.
I write to keep old memories from fading away
and to rekindle the tender, loving moments we shared,
together, in each others arms, we dared
to explore the possibilities for a moment in time
that moment has passed, will you ever be mine?
A lifetime I've waited... to share a moment or two..
and forever my princess, I will always love you..

Chapter 2

2006-09-27T14:29:00.001-07:00

Chapter 2

Don't Look Now...an Angel

Don't look now, an angel I see

with big brown eyes, I'm finally free!

With soft silky skin, and a beautiful smile.

Oh, I'm so glad that I held on for a while.

Look at her hair, look at her lips,

with beautiful full breasts, I love her hips,

especially the way they move when she walks.

I love to listen to the way she talks.

Her legs, her feet, the eyes, they please,

her arms, her hands, her fingers, her knees.

Her beauty? Amazing, so sweet, surreal

unbelievable, delicious, fantastic, I feel

like I could go on forever.

It really doesn't matter, whatever

she does, puts a smile on my face

light in my eyes, there's not a trace

of the void that I've felt.

The beauty she has dealt

has brought life to my spirit.

I couldn't get near it

'til I saw her that day.

I thought, no way

will I have a chance

to kiss or to dance

with this beautiful lady

so sweet and so lovely.

If she could just know me.

If she could just see me.

If we could just talk.

If we could go for a walk.

Maybe she'd find some of those things in me

that I feel every time that I get to see

a smile on her face, or the clothes she wears.

I want a place in the life that she shares

with everyone else who means something to her.

Whatever it takes, I'd be sure

to do whatever needs to be done.

I'm sure she'd see that I can be fun.
I'm not going to wait, I'm going to try.

I need her to see that I'm not a typical guy.

Off I go.....bye

2006-09-18T16:54:00.000-07:00

Chapter 1,No Such Love...Doubt & Hope

My heart is cold,

it's getting old.

I'm so tired, I'm ready to fold

my hand and give up on love.

There's nothing left but heaven above.

Make a future? motivation I need.

Give me something to plant a seed

so that I can believe again,

so that I can breathe again,

to give me a reason to try again,

and make me feel alive again.

I want to wear a smile on my face.

Send me hope to replace

the void in my heart,
a place to start

all over again.

She can be just a friend.

I want to share my hopes and dreams,

but as hard is I try it always seems

the women I meet don't share the same dreams,

or the connection is lacking

so I'm always racking

my brains to see if I can figure it out

what women want, but I really doubt

that my soul mate exists, especially now

but there's gotta be someone, somewhere, somehow.

Maybe true love was just a lie.

Maybe I need to ask myself why

I haven't found the right woman yet.

Maybe I need to get

my head and heart together.

It really shouldn't matter whether

someone comes into my life now.

I know I'll find her, I won't allow

my mind to wander anymore.

I know that God must have in store

someone special, so I won't give up yet.

No I'll stick around, I won't let

myself get down.

I know she's coming, maybe today

I won't give up.. for now? I play...

2006-09-07T11:40:00.000-07:00

You and I

With you? all my time, I want to spend
I hope that it will never end
the way I feel, it seems to be
when you are all alone with me
the world seems to disappear
whenever you and I are near
the way I feel when I'm with you
everyday we find something new
that hadn't been discovered yet
the times we've shared, I'll never forget
the laughs, the giggles, the daily talks
getting coffee and taking walks
holding hands, gazing into your eyes
the way you always seemed to surprise
me with the way you joyously shared
your dreams, your wishes, and the way you cared
for everyone you'd meet each day
you always knew how to say
kind words to break up the madness
your gentle touch dissolved the sadness
your attentive nature, the way you touch
the heart of those who love you so much
it's no wonder everyone thinks the world of you
you care so much, it's the way you do
the things it takes, without a thought you make my day
I find that you don't even have to say
a thing to me to bring joy to my life
are you surprised that I still want you as my wife?
the cup is half full, or though it would seem
because you think this is an impossible dream
I'd agree if it was anyone but you and I
but the way we are, I'm sure we'll try
the love thats shared between you and me
can weather any stormy sea
withstand every trial that we may face
together there will be a place
in life for us to share in every way
our hopes and dreams...someday..

someday

2006-08-12T11:37:00.000-07:00

Let it Rain

"In love"? I am, from the depths of my soul
with you my love, I want to grow old
In life I'll give you everything
If you'll accept this diamond ring
Walk with me... if only forever
I pray that God will keep us together
I've prayed every day and every night
for God to help me see the light
to give us a chance, to bless our romance
and to give us a lifetime of one endless dance
I stand here at the altar of time
dreaming of holding your hand in mine
on your finger, placing a wedding ring
kissing your lips, as the angels sing
about blessing the love that few will ever know
a bond so strong... our hearts will glow
I know there's a reason for everything
I hope this wasn't just to feel the pain
of losing the only woman in my life
that I would ask to be my wife
I know I'll never be able to bare the pain
it's cloudy and cold.... let it rain..

I want the whole world to see
the unconditional love shared between you and me
and how I ache every second of every day
because I'll never get the chance to say
Rebecca Driscoll... I love you more than the life I live
everything.. to you my love... I would gladly give
to make you happy, keep you safe and warm
make love with you from dusk 'til dawn
but the dreams that I have are fading away
I hold back the tears... don't leave me today...
just give me a lifetime to fight for you
hold my hand... let's see this through
don't turn your back... I can't bare the pain
it's getting cold ... here comes the rain

Something's happening love.. I begin to fear
where are you Rebecca? I need you here...
hold my hand.. just one last time
look into my eyes... let our love shine
Alas.. it's too late... my life ends
I say goodbye to all my friends
My eyes grown dim... heartbeats wane
life without you? I can't bare the pain
How cruel this will always be
if God takes you away from me
If so, I don't want to live this life
if I can't have you as my wife
so.. I'm ready Lord, take this breath of mine
I'm prepared to leave it all behind
no more Lord, I can't bear the pain
it's cold outside.... let it rain...

Impossible Possibilities

2006-06-26T16:07:00.000-07:00

What might have been? I don't know.

I'm sure I wouldn't have let you go.

My body, my soul, my heart, my mind

would never leave this love behind

but there was nothing else that I could do

I had to give up on loving you

the things you said, the way you treated me

the horrible things you did, you cheated me

of a lifetime of happiness and wonderful things

and everything that true love brings

anniversaries, holidays, late night walks,

surprise birthday parties, night time talks

about anything, everything, matter? It wouldn't

for us to part ways is something that shouldn't

have happened had I had just a say

I would have said let's keep it the way

that it was supposed to be

forever in love ... just you and me

*** ***

A lifetime of memories I'll keep in my heart

if life should manage to keep us apart

I'll dream of the things we'll never do

I'll pretend that your here, I'm here too!

we'll wake up to a late night treat

ice cream cones and candy we'll eat,

we'll hold hands, giggle and eat fondue

it won't matter if it's just me and you!

we'll play in the rain, and get muddy too

we'll take bubble baths, toether we'll do

the things that only soulmates share

we'll have kids and take them everywhere

In my mind, Oh the life we'll live

my heart, love, everything I'll give

to keep you smiling when things get rough

kisses and hugs, you'll get more than enough

of the unrequited love that forever will bring

we'll laugh and dance, we'll giggle and sing

sweet melodies of love and how lucky we are

you'll be my sunshine, I'll be your star!

**** *****

wow, things kind of got out of hand

I forgot that this dream was built on the sand

there will be no forever for you and I

this is so sad, I just want to cry

the parties I'll host, the walks that I'll take

the ice cream I'll eat, the snowman I'll make

the lifetime of activities that I've planned to do

I'll have to do all of them without you

Your seat at the dance? Empty it will be

My hand will not find the "you and me"

that I've dreamt about for so very long

Our paths crossed... we fell in love... and now you are gone...

2006-06-01T11:40:00.000-07:00

As I walked along the ocean shore
I spoke with God and asked for more
than He had already given me
I wanted it all. I wanted to be free!
I asked Him why I deserved his attention
the errors in my life - too many to mention
I talked about all of the commandments I’d broken
the burdens I’ve carried - mostly unspoken
like a travelers log on the highway of life
fog, mist and dew – thoughts full of strife
I begged and pleaded that He’d show me a sign
so the life that I’d lived - I could leave all behind
I asked that He help me endure the guilt in my mind
remove the autumn leaves but leave the diamonds I find
Where I’ve looked for pleasure, I’ve only found pain
I realize so clearly now there’s nothing to gain
from old relationships that were built on the sand
the lies, the tricks and the slight of hand
that it took to fool everyone into believing
that I’m not the one who would be deceiving
his friends, his family, his own consciousness
with the lies and the cover-ups - nights without rest
I sat there and berated the very fibre of my being
When I realized that I was suddenly seeing
Someone that I swore I would never become
My eyes had been opened, God was the one
He washed away my sins and helped me to see
The aspiring person I longed to be
He uncovered the truths and destroyed the lies
He cradled me in his Love and to my surprise
I was suddenly forgiven for all that I’d done
I was going to live, honestly, and it would be fun
It’s comforting to know how I’ll spend the rest of days
Because God will be there to pull back the haze
when the trials of life seem to be too much for me
when I’m faced with a decision – I’m sure I’ll see
In myself all of the good that is a part of my being
God put it there, and it was plain for my seeing
As I finished my conversation that day on the shore
He reminded me to go and please “sin no more”!

2006-05-25T18:11:00.000-07:00

You're an Expert Kisser

You're a kissing pro, but it's all about quality and not quantity
You've perfected your kissing technique and can knock anyone's socks off
And you're adaptable, giving each partner what they crave
When it comes down to it, your kisses are truly unforgettable

What Kind of Kisser Are You?

2006-05-24T10:38:00.000-07:00

Love

I walked along a path today

I talked with you along the way

I said the things I needed to

I was sure I'd find a way past you

but you were there with outreached hand

I told myself I'd take a stand

I'd be strong, I'd turn away

I wouldn't listen to what you'd say

I did my best, I fought the fight

in the end, you were right

my heart melted as I looked in your eyes

this shouldn't be a big surprise

'cause all it takes is a gentle touch

and I'm in love again, I am such

a weakling when it comes to you

and I guess that's why you love me too..

Just havin' some fun after the last post...

Honesty

2006-05-24T06:19:00.000-07:00

Another day, another lie.
I wish that you would tell me why
you weave a web of dishonesty.
Don't you see what it does to me?
On the line I laid my heart.
You picked it up and tore it apart.
I ask why you do these things
when pain and sorrow is all it brings.
Many nights and days I've spent
torn to pieces, in discontent!
Have I ever lied to you? Ah never!
But your stories are so very clever.
Your craftiness that you've seemed to master
has created quite a disaster!
Because the pain that you have put me through
can't repair the love I felt for you.
It's really sad that you didn't see
how truly amazing our lives could be.
I asked for more than you could give
and if that's the way you choose to live,
then life goes on and I will grow.
But I really want to make sure you know

I would have done everything for you

because the love I felt was true!

.. .. ..
My soulmate? Yes! You will always be..
... .... .....
It's sad... I only asked for "honesty"...

2006-05-16T07:46:00.000-07:00

Your Brain is 87% Female, 13% Male

You have the brain of a girly girl
Which isn't a bad thing at all
You're emphatetic, caring, and in tune with emotions.
You're a good friend and give great advice.

What Gender Is Your Brain?

Don't even ask... I have no idea how this happened... I guess I'll change my name from Jeff to Jessica... or ... maybe I'll go back and change my answers..

2006-04-01T15:39:00.000-08:00

Chapter 11. The Pond

They walked along a small path that led to a huge pond.....he gently took her hand.... they noticed many very large rocks around the pond... the kind that lovers sit on while they chat about things.... like.... the stars... friendships... food.... their dreams.... and fun stuff....they found two large boulders and sat down... she sat toward him with her knees locked between his.... as she placed her hands into his... and they talked... what a wonderful moment... it seemed surreal to them... they'd done this kind of thing so many times... it always seemed so fresh.. so new.... this love was beyond even the best love stories....as they chatted they noticed that they had gotten to the lake a little bit late... the sun would set soon... they listened to the birds singing... and the the wind rustling through the trees... moving the leaves here and there.... autumn was setting in... the geese were gathering to make the long winter journey... there was also a couple of loons sitting on the lake... loons are so beautiful... she agreed.... their songs are so comforting.... their love is the same... did you know that loons mate for life? when one dies the other spends the rest of it's life alone.... I think it's more about love and less about instinct... she agreed... just behind the loons their chicks paddled along... while they chatted they noticed that the loons had made their way to them...with all of the loon chatter they both wondered if the loons were basking in the sunset... chatting about the two humans... sitting by their bathtub... wondering if humans spent their whole lives together or not... they were certainly noisy... but the sounds were beautiful.....not too far away they could also hear a wood thrush... a peculiar sound... almost like a video game... but so beautiful... the thrushes are calling their little ones home.....they both sat there... neither said a word... they were so engulfed in everything that was happening.. at that moment..... they both realized that even in the wilderness things are hectic... and noisy... that humans weren't the only ones that need to keep on schedule.... that was kind of neat but the animals had such a wonderful way of doing things... no one argued... no horns beeping... the loons, ducks, and swans shared the same pond... no one pushing another around... nothing but harmony.... I wish everyone could be this way.... he agreed..... they sat..... quietly ....her hands still in his....as the sun set the rays reflected from the pond... and highlighted her hair in beautiful hues of orange, yellow, and red..... amazing, he thought... .how could something so beautiful become anything more than what you have become.... she blushed.... the breeze moved through her hair as if it had fingers... her hair slowly frazzled back and forth... to and fro... in her mouth and out... in her eyes... he laughed... she did her best to keep her hair straight but he stopped her... let it be... let nature do what it will do.... you are so beautiful....he thought of the times that they would speak about ... finding that person that you love so much that you want to share every experience with them.... climbing a mountain... basking on the beach... finding the most beautiful things in the world to share "together"... it was all going to be so exciting... then he realized....that it didn't have to be some exciting adventure....it could be as simple as watching the wind blow through her hair... or the sunlight glistening across her eyes... or even sharing a moment with her... along a path... sitting on boulders... listening to nature... watching the sun set... with her hands in his... her eyes looking at his... her rosy cheeks..... her beauty...and him telling her how grateful he was at that moment that he had her sitting there with him enjoying one of those special moments... and telling her... how much he loved her.......she looked toward the sun to take it all in... to listen to the birds sing.... and the wind rustle across the water.... then she looked back to him... I am in love with you too.... they took each others hand... watched the sun complete its tour below the horizon and slowly walked back up the path.... ready for another adventure... maybe more exciting... maybe less... it didn't matter... they were together......

It's been great meeting and chatting with everyone... I'm looking forward to good conversation when I get home... Julie.. I hope you had a great vacation!

Bye JD ;)

2006-03-28T07:43:00.000-08:00

Happiness is a journey, not a destination...

I was getting ready for my trip and I was out and about last night looking for something to buy for a friend. I stopped by one of my favorite stores and waltzed around the aisles. When I look for gifts, I normally won't go shopping with any particular gift in mind. I always know that when I see it, I'll just "know" that it's right. I was just about to give my gift hunting when I came across some magnets with poems and other cool writings on them... That's when I found it. I was so excited! No, it isn't expensive but as soon as I saw it I bought it. I brought it to work today and kept it in my pocket. I figured that if I saw her before I left I'd give it to her. If I didn't see her then I'd take it with me. The funny thing is, she stopped by. That made my day. I am so grateful to have caught another glimpse of her before I go "and" for finding these words. They reminded me about the things that really matter in life:

...for a long time it seemed to me that life was about to begin - real life. But there was always some obstacle in the way, something to be gotten through first, some unfinished business, time still to be served, a debt to be paid. At last it dawned on me that these obstacles were my life. This persepctive has helped me to see there is no "way" to happiness. Happiness is "the way" so treasure every moment you have and remember that time waits for no one... (Souza)

2006-03-23T06:02:00.000-08:00

Chapter 7. Love, Tents, Sand & Monsters

The tent was obviously not the worst of their worries at this point. The rain had begun to slowly dribble from the huge pine trees that surrounded their campsite. Luckily the season hadn’t yielded many days of rain. The ground quickly soaked up the water. Rather than turning into a toilsome experience, they both laughed and giggled as they managed their way through the instructions doing their best together to create some semblance of a tent. The wind picked up and wisped leaves and sticks around their campsite. “We’ll need these sticks and stuff for a campfire later.” He agreed. She ran around picking up sticks and twigs while he put the finishing touches on the tent. There were many people camping in the area. They noticed a Japanese family doing their best to unload their caravan. They had many children and it was obvious that their inexperience in tenting was a far cry from even the most novice outdoorsman. They laughed as they watched the families scrambling for poles and wood, preparing for an evening of bonfires, marshmallows, ghost stories, smoke and all of the fun stuff that goes along with camping. After finishing the setup, with the rain still slowly trickling, most likely remnants left over from what the trees had captured, he suggested that they take a walk to the lake. She loved the idea of walking, especially by the lake, so they set off. “Do you see that big ridge there? That was formed by a glacier!” She looked. “Wow, really?” He giggled, “not really.” She gave him a nudge and began to run from him as if to tempt him to give chase. “I’m not going to chase you!” He began to run for her. She giggled and screamed as she zig-zagged her way to and fro avoiding his lunges. They chased and played and just as quickly their sprints were reduced to a jovial gait as the sand took its toll on their legs. Suddenly they found themselves ankle deep in the sand. Worn out from the dance he caught her blouse as he lunged for her and in an attempt to stop her they tripped over each others feet and fell face down in the sand. She laughed, you look great. She wiped the sand from his face. He ran his fingers through her hair as he began to shake the sand from it. They descended together into the sand and cuddled up next to one another. She faced the lake and watched the waves scroll along the shore. “It’s going to be high tide soon.” She giggled and began to giggle, "in a lake?". He caught her point and rolled around in the sand laughing uncontrollably, tears in his eyes. While they gathered themselves, the waves began to white cap as the mist gently rode the lake breeze to the shore seeping into their clothes. The warmth of the summer breeze and their love kept the evening chill at bay. She nestled her head on his chest as he sulked down to catch the candy coated aroma of her long silky hair. “This is so nice.” How could he argue with this? The lake was beautiful. They sat together in the sand as the hint of autumn hung in the evening breeze. The moon began to rise just as the sun retired on the horizon behind them, just over the campsite. “What a perfect moment.” She looked toward the sun and he gazed over his shoulder to watch the moon ascend mysteriously over the horizon. As the water vapor evaporated from the lake it gave the moon the appearance of dancing on the water. They sat for many minutes, engulfed in the world of the enchanted moon and the setting sun, putting off the inevitable kiss that they both so desperately searched for. Together they watched the sun subside as the beautiful red moon ascended from the water and painted the sky with bright red and orange pastel highlights on the gathering clouds. The beautiful rays reflected from the lake into their faces. “Wow, this is so amazing to me. Just like you,” he whispered. She looked to him with her big brown eyes and smiled that beautiful smile. He was suddenly consumed with her beauty. He’d visited this feeling so many times. He felt helpless as he dissolved into the mist that engulfed his thoughts and sapped his strength. How could a woman command so much of his soul without a word? Suddenly the moon and the sun weren’t so important. The campsite and the rain were distant memories. The winds that earlier seemed so captivating, ineffectively swept across the lake. The sound of the waves crashing on the shore lacked importance. All memories of life were abandoned as they gazed into the depths of each others soul. She turned to him and laid her head on his lap. She looked into his eyes and quietly whispered, “are you going to kiss me?” CRACK! Suddenly on the horizon a bolt of lightning snapped across the lake and the clasp of thunder filled the air. They both jumped to their feet. He laughed and giggled while she screamed at him. “Let’s get out of here!” They ran back up the beach toward the campground as the dark clouds, lightning and thunder chased closely after them. “Run,”she screamed as she sprinted for the campsite. Hovelling along, he gathered up rocks and quickly tossed them into the water. “Let’s swim!” “Are you crazy? We’ll certainly get struck by lightning!” He laughed and followed her away from the lake and up to the campground. By this time most of the campers were settling for the night. Most of the bonfires were still full of steam. The smell of hotdogs and marshmallows filled the musty pine scented air. At that moment, the lightning and thunder seemed a world away. The trees and all of the people somehow sheltered them from the incoming storm. The surrounding trees towered over the campground creating a fortress of sorts, which comforted her. All of the children in the campground were playing on the swings and teeter totters while moms and dads scattered for sticks and goodies so the kids would have something to eat after play time. They made their way to their campsite and began to get things ready for an evening of fun. He grabbed a few sticks. “I’ll get the fire started”. “Good idea. I’ll get the goodies.” She unpacked chocolate bars and marshmallows while he created a beautiful campfire. It wasn’t long before they were settled in, she on his lap with a stick in her hand roasting a marshmallow, her fingers all sticky with chocolate. He licked the chocolate from her fingers and then she’d stick her fingers right back into the chocolate. “Want a s’more,” she asked? “No thanks. I’ve already had my fill of chocolate covered fingers.” They laughed, cuddled, and watched all of the campers, the fire, and the distant lightning strikes. They listened to the young couple next to their site as they sat and told ghost stories to their friends. She thought the stories sounded more like descriptions of eerie monsters gallavanting about in the night, capturing unsuspecting victims. For many hours the stories continued as they gazed at the campfire while it danced here and there in the fire pit. She grew tired and suggested that they crawl into their tent. She began to grow weary of all the ghost chatter and began to worry that something was looking at her from the forest behind their tent. He laughed and hinted that the campers at the adjoining site had scared her with their stories. Without a word, she agreed and grabbed him. “Let’s get in the tent. I’m not going in there alone!” He laughed and agreed. They crawled into the tent and pulled out the sleeping bags while listening to the chatter from the neighbors. There was an occasional quiet moment, followed by whispers, a shout, and a scream. The stories caused her to shout too. He tucked her into her sleeping bag and huddled inside his as they listened to the ghost stories. It all seemed so perfect or so he thought. “What are you doing,” she asked? “What do you mean? We are listening to the stories, smelling the wonderful nighttime air and spending time together.” “Unzip your sleeping bag and zip it to mine,” she demanded. “There is no way that I’m sleeping alone! I’m not going to get eaten by any monster or ghost or whatever they are talking about.” He laughed and did as she instructed. She always got her own way, as usual.After zipping the bags together they both crawled into the now giant sleeping bag and she latched onto him so tightly that with his, what seemed to be last breath, made her loose him a little. At this point the ghost story had taken a turn for the worse. The story teller must have been an expert because some of the women complained to change the story. Some demanded a new tale. An occasional shout or, “I’m going to bed,” rang out. The night progressed as they lay in each others arms. The stories eventually died down and the screams subsided. The story teller retired for the night leaving only the telltale signs of late summer behind like the smell of burning leaves and the sounds of the crickets trumpeting their tunes. “There is nothing better than the crisp evening air, lying under the stars with the one you love.” She agreed. “Did you hear that,” he asked? She nudged him. “You didn’t hear anything.” He occasionally scratched the side of the tent making the sounds of a wandering night creature bumping as it rambled through the campground. She cuddled close to him nestling her face right under his chin. The sounds of children and the chatter of moms and dads slowly subsided for the evening. Other than the occasional whimper of a baby or the bark of a dog was all that remained of the busy evening. The breeze snaked its way through the campground leaving an occasional hint of campfire smoke in the air. Occasional sprinkles from the clouds tapped lightly on their tent as the branches from the trees above trickled what remained of the late summer rain. “There is no way that I’m sleeping tonight.” He began to snore. “Did you hear me?” She nudged him. He laughed. “I was just kidding, I’m awake.” “Good! Those stories scared me.” He pulled her closer to him and she wrapped her legs around his harnessing the warmth of his body. It wasn’t long before they both fell into a deep sleep, she tightly in his arms, hanging slightly over his body with her arms and legs. Late into the evening the full moon broke through the clouds. The moon lit up the night skies and navigated its way through the tall pine trees surrounding the campground. They slowly rocked back and forth from the occasional gust of wind that made it's way in from the lake casting their shadows against the tent giving the illusion of ethereal beings performing a midnight dance. At that moment a noise outside brought them around. “What was that?” She nudged him. “Wake up! What was that?” He rolled over. “It sounds like it was a bear.” “A BEAR,” she screamed! Suddenly there was massive rustling throughout the campground as campers began to yell, “BEAR… BEAR…” It was immediately obvious that her screams had set off a moment of bear-scare mania. The sounds of children screaming rang through the campground as parents scooped them up and piled them into their cars. Moments earlier nothing but silence and the occasional crack of a campfire stirred the air. At this moment it was total chaos. Everyone except the two of them was in a state of panic. They knew that there wasn’t a bear but were too embarrassed to get out of the tent. “Are you still scared?” “More embarrassed,” she whispered. Cars began to drive off with the sounds of horns and endless yelling and chattering. After many minutes they found their eyes weary and fell asleep for the night. If it wasn’t for the woodpecker banging away on an ash tree just a whisper away from their campsite neither of them would have awoken early. The sun was still ascending over the horizon. “I was just thinking,” he whispered as he rolled over to face her, “wouldn’t it be hilarious if everyone had packed up and left?” She giggled and then they began to laugh, probably still giddy from a nighttime of little sleep and exhaustion. They both managed their way out of their sleeping bags and unzipped the tent door. Bonfire smoke arose from many of the fire pits. They quickly noticed that many of the tents seemed quite peculiar as their doors were unzipped. Some of the tents had collapsed. An occasional shoe or hat was scattered about. They also noticed that many of the cars were gone. Most of the campers had picked up and in a frenzy, left nearly everything behind. “It turns out, your bear story was the scariest.” He laughed. They stood together for several minutes enjoying the breeze as it continued to find it's way through the campground harboring in an occasional autumn leaf. He extinguished what remained of their smouldering ashes from campfire, and packed up the tent. She walked backed to the lake for one last look at the beautiful morning skies. She stepped into the cool morning lake as the ripples navigated their way to the shore. She noticed a beautifully polished stone that had been uncovered by the waves from the night before. She knelt down and gently removed the stone from the sand and placed it in her pocket. She took one last breath of the early morning mist from the lake and slowly walked back to the campsite. By the time she arrived he had packed everything into their car. Some of the campers had returned to pack up their sites, many inquiring if either of them had seen the bear. They both laughed as they jumped into the car and made their way slowly out of the park. He looked into the rear view mirror and watched the telltale signs of campfires still smouldering in the park as wisps of smoke made their way above the treeline. As the park slowly faded into the horizon she leaned over his arm and kissed him on the cheek. "I love camping. I love you.” He smiled…

2006-03-21T16:34:00.000-08:00

A Fast Paced Moment of Solitude...

I was driving home tonight from the university and realized that I had so much on my mind that I couldn't recount for several minutes while driving. Have you ever done that? You drive along daydreaming and suddenly you remember that you are actually driving a car down the highway at 70+ mph! There I was speeding along worrying about a million different things; worrying about getting papers published.. arguing with the boss about research projects.. worrying about my niece and nephews... my stepdad and how he's doing... he hasn't been doing well lately. I'm leaving on a military tour in a little over a week and wondering less about when I'm coming back and more about "if" I'm coming back. I thought about how much I'm going to the woman that I so often write about.... I wonder why the guy behind me is driving on my bumper. .. what am I going to eat tonight? I'm low on gasoline.... I have to get uniforms out of the drycleaners... I need to work out... I should call mom.... pay bills... I was ready to scream... and I did "God Help Me!" ... then I looked out my window and saw a star shining in the sky... it was so beautiful... and for just that moment... I forgot about everything... all of the cares in the world vanished... it was like one minute being in a football stadium with the crowd going crazy...to suddenly holding a baby right after it's bath... watching it kick and giggle... and catching the wiff of the baby lotion.. .you know the smell... you're smiling right... babies have a way of doing that to us.... I went from an angry, turbulent, stormy sea to a quiet oasis in that moment... shortly thereafter I found myself back to reality.... still speeding down the highway.. but in that moment everything changed.... my heart wasn't racing... I wasn't bothered by the guy when he passed me and gave me that look... the bills are going to get paid... I can call mom later... the boss and I always work things out... and I'm coming home... yes... it was in that moment that I looked to the heavens and found that star shining away... and in it's solitude I found peace... we always ask God to give us a sign... and we wait for some gigantic, earth-shattering event as proof that He is here... and while we wait.. we miss the subtle hints... like a shining star...

2006-03-19T19:10:00.000-08:00

I thought this was beautiful.. .had to post it..

2006-03-19T16:27:00.000-08:00

Chapter 24. The Rain

Today was the anniversary of their promise. It was raining and she sat stoically as she pondered that day. The wind wisped across the lake and blew her hair into her eyes and her mouth. She looked down to the sidewalk in front of her, to the handprints that they had made so many years ago. She remembered their promise, that no matter what, someday they would be together. They cemented their promise for all time on that day. She began to cry as she thought about everything that had happened, wondering how it was that it had come to this. She sat near the handprints and put her head between her knees. Then she looked to the water, to the skies and then back to their monument. The rain turned to a downpour but it didn’t matter. Nothing mattered at this moment. All she wanted was to be in his arms one last time. She wanted to just smell him, taste his lips, hear his voice. She remembered the first time she asked to hold his hand. It wasn't far from here. She was so overcome by just feeling his hand. She remembered the way he used to look at her and how he'd profess his love for her. He had a way of making every word seem magical. She still remembers the way it felt when he told her that he was "in love with her". She realized that she never let that feeling go. He held the key to her heart. No one was able to make her feel so loved. His eyes, his lips, his skin, his everything. It was all she needed and wanted but she let it go. She began to cry and could taste the tears and makeup as they made their way down the wrinkles in her face and into her mouth. She sat quietly and listened to the wind whistle through the trees, scattering the leaves here and there tossing the waves against the shore. Occasionally a gust of wind would whip up a gale and she would steady herself against the bench that stood so proudly next to their prints, even after all these years. Then the wind would retreat allowing her to reach to the ground. She moved her hand back and forth from hers to his and placed it in the print and sighed. She remembered thinking how it would be easy to let go, that she would just go on with her life as it was before they met, but through the years the pain never ended. The last time they were together he cried and told her how much he loved her. She remembered that moment like it was yesterday. He was beautiful and proud but was reduced, humbled and vulnerable as he begged her to give him just "one" chance. The rain and wind continued to lash her hair into her eyes. She closed her eyes and felt no comfort from the world. She felt like a caged tiger pacing back and forth wondering, why, why, why, but unable to understand the question. In that moment she remembered that they truly loved one another and NO ONE could replace that love. She sobbed and pondered the what if's. Of course, she realized that he had to give up but knew he would always love her with all of his heart. At any moment over the many years since they’d separated, all she had to do was pick up the phone. She knew it. He would have been there to pick up the pieces. He loved her that much. She sat quietly, continuously reminiscing about the life they could have had. She thought to herself that his dream of having a life with her, children with her, all of it were certainly long past. He was probably married and happy. She closed her eyes and wondered what to do, what she’d say, if he’d even give her a moment of his time. Just a moment is all she wanted. She began to think about the possibilities. The rain had soaked her from head to toe but she didn't mind. She found solace in the rain. She remembered how he used to love the rain. In that moment of thought, she realized that she could smell his breath and his skin so vividly that she could almost taste him. She yearned to have his lips against hers, to make love and taste him one last time. She was amazed at how her thoughts were able to transport her through time, enough so that she could almost feel his presence. She awoke from her dream and opened her eyes. The rain continued to cast it’s burden, sheltering the light from her day, filling her handprint as if to wash away the memories. But the prints stood strong, protected by her hand, and to her surprise, his hand reached over her shoulder and filled the other. She sat motionless, paralyzed, overwhelmed, and began to cry tears of joy. She slowly turned and there he was, looking into her eyes, through the wind and rain, and through the tears. He smiled and without a word put his hand on her face and pulled her to him and held her for a moment of eternity and then quietly whispered, “hi”. She reached for his hand. Just one touch unlocked a floodtide of memories. She ran her fingers across his face and began to cry so many tears of joy that she gasped for a breath of life. She ran her fingers along his chin and into his mouth and put her lips to his and they kissed unlocking memories that seemed hopelessly lost. In a moment her despair dissolved into the rainy night. Their lips parted only for a moment and she returned his salutation as she whispered to him, “hi”. He folded his arms around her and they retired to the ground. They quietly found themselves in each others arms, sheltering one another from the torrents of wind and rain, isolated and safe from the world, from life, together again....

2006-03-17T12:16:00.000-08:00

Seasoned Dreams...

Seasons change, it’s spring again
but the thoughts of you never seem to end.
I close my eyes to get away
as you wander through my thoughts this day.
We walk along the meadow, you and I.
You always leave, I want to cry.
What is it that I need to do
to have just one more chance with you?
I can smell the dewdrops in the air.
Leaves have fallen everywhere.
Along the trail the sun rays beam.
They lighten up my darkest dream.
It’s starting to rain now but it’s okay.
I really don’t mind a rainy day.
In this dream I have the power
to create sunny days or a spring shower.
I can watch the bluebirds sing and dance.
I can make the deer frolic and prance.
Just about anything, I can do,
but I just can’t seem to fix me and you.
I chase the clouds away when I please.
I can even feed the honey bees.
Nothing can harm me, this dream is mine.
Normally I leave sad thoughts behind.
I command the winds to blow.
I rule this dream. I say yes. I say no.
But the power of being in love with you
has dissolved my fortress and invades my view.
From the depths of my soul my strength is diluted.
How to battle true love, is so convoluted.
The fight goes on and distorts my dream.
I’ve lost control, or so it may seem.
But I know in my heart that it will end.
I can turn my back and then
create the thunder and lightning to bind
the tumultous thoughts that invade my mind
and bring peace to the kingdom I have created.
It’s only a dream but it’s so complicated.
This dream is MY island, with water, crystal clear,
beautiful white sand, and yet, you’re still here.
I'm facing the truth, my dreams provide no protection
I spend endless days and nights lost in reflection
I remember when…..

2006-03-14T21:02:00.000-08:00

A world full of Color

I lay here this night wondering why
people judge me. Sometimes I cry.
I hate the way they look at me.
Why don’t they see the things I see?
I love to dance, I love to sing,
I love to eat, I care about everything.
I love to feel the wind on my face.
Why should I feel out of place?
I like Italian and Indian too.
I like Chinese and I eat fondue.
I go to movies. I own a car.
I like to dance when I go to the bar.
I know how to love, just like you.
I breathe air! Hey, I’m human too.
What gives you the right to judge me?
Why didn’t your mommy make you see
that the color of my skin isn’t who I am.
Wait, yes it is, and I don’t give a damn
If you think you are better because you are white!
This world is mine too! Get over it, alright?
Remember when we were kids, we’d hang out all day?
No one ever said, “no, you can’t play,"
Because you need to be just one shade lighter.
Are you kidding me? Hell if I was any whiter
I’d look like you, all pale and bland.
I’m beautiful now, you must understand
that given the chance I’d choose to be
The exact same person that you see.
I’m proud to have such beautiful skin,
and best of all what lies within
this wonderful person that you’ve failed to discover
is an amazing friend if you’d just uncover
the mask that you’ve chosen to wear on your face.
Guess what? Now you’re out of place.
You need people in your life who are just like me,
who love from their hearts, and won’t judge when they see
someone who may not look the same as you.
Believe me, they feel the same things you do.

4 U Amutha ;)

2006-03-13T18:00:00.000-08:00

Walking with Nature

Tonight I think I’ll take a walk.
Thinking of you, to the stars I’ll talk.
The moon will follow me into the night.
Your hand not in mine just won’t feel right.
The path that I’ll walk will take me away.
I’ll reminisce over the things we did yesterday.
Into the woods I’ll sneak out of sight.
Alone and heartbroken, I’ll stay out this night.
I’ll hide in the leaves from the creatures around.
I’ll watch as they play, I won’t make a sound.
The wind will whistle the melodies of spring.
The raccoons will play, the bluebirds will sing.
The deer so quiet will cautiously prance.
The rabbits and squirrels will frolic and dance.
The owls will wake to their nocturnal ways.
The vampire bats will come out of their caves.
I’ll do my best to not think of you.
My heart is so heavy, so sad and so blue.
I’ll hate this night. I’ll miss you so.
The creatures will gather around me.. they’ll know.
Their instincts will tell them the pain that I feel.
Their innocence, their love, their happiness I’ll steal.
It won’t last forever though, tomorrows a new day.
I’ll see you again. Sad thoughts washed away.

2006-03-10T19:36:00.000-08:00

Until Forever My Love

When the world decides to join as one

and all of the arguing and fighting is done

when diseases and viruses are finally eliminated

and all of the oceans and lakes are dessicated

when the greenhouse effect takes its toll

and temperatures rise and melt the poles

when the blue birds stop singing

and velcro stops clinging

and airplanes refuse to fly

and little kids quit asking why

and the moon decides not to rise

and mother nature up and dies

and caterpillars turn to stone

and the world finds itself alone

When Rah makes it final light...

and sunny days turn to starry nights..

and all the fuel is finally depleted

and all the farmers chores are completed

when all the races come together

and the Earth stands still, devoid of weather

when the magnetic poles quit attracting

and repetitive noise that's so distracting

wanes and ebbs so you don't have to listen

and polished stones refuse to glisten

until the end of time... even if it's from the heaven above

I'll wait for you... forever my love...

2006-03-07T18:48:00.000-08:00

Everytime We Say Goodbye

Everytime we say goodbye

my heart breaks. I want to cry.

I feel like a desert lake devoid of life -

barren land -

what once gave life, full of sand.

I imagine this place once replete with life

and suddenly, struck by strife,

happiness wanes, vitality ends,

sorrow gains, hopelessness sends

a note of weakness and sorrow to my soul.

I need to borrow something good to see me through

until the next time I see you,

like a text, or pic, or smiley face,

anything to take up space

inside of me, 'til we meet again.

Anything that you may send

will comfort me, console me, buoy my life,

strengthen, encourage and like a knife

it cuts right through the miry clay,

and removes the clouds in my rainy day,

puts a smile on what once was gloom,

eliminates the shade of doom,

destroys the belief of separation,

crumbles thoughts of desperation,

imbibes my soul with motivation,

gives my spirit inspiration

to keep on moving in the forward direction

knowing you'll be there gives me protection

from the restlessness of believing the lie

that everytime we say goodbye

will be our last, 'cause that's not true

'cause I know that I'll be seeing you....... again....

2006-03-06T18:30:00.000-08:00

Alone Tonight
Candid thoughts of her impressed on my mind. The words that she speaks are so very kind. The air that I breathe whispers her name. Her voice in my ear drives me insane! Her touch makes me tremble, I’m consumed by her smell. Her beauty, her love, her kiss casts a spell. I yearn every moment to feel her touch. I thirst for her lips, I love her so much. I walk on the beach to gather my thoughts, while the crash of the waves scream on the rocks. Tears in my eyes tap tunes in the sand, ballads of love songs, I reach for her hand. The silhouette of her body calls to my eyes. I gather my thoughts. In a trance I arise. As the ocean breeze cools the night skies above, we lay on the beach, and then we make love. Hours dissolve into minutes as she lays in my arms, earth-shine delight, the moon and the stars. Life is so grand this eve, ambitions content. Empty moments are silenced. An evening well spent.

2006-03-04T07:32:00.000-08:00

Another tree has fallen, another love has gone, the summer winds are calling, they're playing a new song. They sing of times that have long since past, and things that lie in wait. They tell the tales of mists that cast the stories of our fate. Like the seasons that we all must face, the summer breezes flow, here and there, they're everywhere, no matter where we go. But go, we will, 'cause time moves on, as mother nature takes her stand. First we crawl, then we walk, sometimes while hand in hand. We never look at yesterday, grateful for what we've done. We always want more from life, it's got to be more fun! But as we choose the paths in life that our inner self define. Let's not forget the dreams of those who've passed before their time. The things they'll miss, the lives they'd change will never get the chance, to feel the influence they would have had, if they'd had one more day to dance. I say be grateful that God has given you one more day to rant, one more day to lay in bed saying that you "can't", or that you lack the things you think you need to make your life complete. Open your eyes, take a breath, and never accept defeat! Yes, the summer winds are coming, whether you're happy or your're sad. Open your eyes and live today, don't say, "I wish I had"! 'cause life is fragile, time goes on, quit living in the past. Grab hold of all the ones you love and make those moments last!

2006-02-27T14:52:00.000-08:00

Dear Sunshine,

I’ll find the place.
Bring your beautiful face.
It doesn’t matter if you broke my heart.
It hurts me more when we are apart.
I know that things seem impossible now,
but if you’d be patient, I’m sure that somehow
we’d find a way to makes things right.
I find that I sit home every night
and think of things that I’d like to do,
and realize it wouldn’t be the same without you.
It’s funny how we make things so real in our mind.
It’s impossible to leave these memories behind,
because you’ve touched a place deep in my heart,
and I don’t see how life can keep us apart.
So I’m going to go on loving you.
I’ll wait forever, because this love is true.
“You’re my moon and stars” is what I miss.
Just one last time I need to kiss
those beautiful lips, your hands, and your face.
Oh my, I feel so out of place.
Without you by my side, lying next to me
a life without you, it just can’t be.
So I’m waiting my love, as long as it takes.
Open your eyes, for goodness sakes!
We were molded and built to fit together.
God gave us each other, and will bless our love forever.
You are truly my sunshine and I love you.
I won’t give up, because you love me too.

Love,
Your moon and your stars

2006-02-26T17:17:00.000-08:00

The Flavor of Love

I'm looking for the flavor of red.
A taste that is shocking and will turn a woman's head.
Strawberry flavor or cherry or lime.
I'll wait a lifetime, I have the time.

I'm looking for the flavor of green.
Spearmint, or clover, or deep wintergreen.
A flavor that tells her to come back to me,
something to make her at least say, we'll see,
something to give to my beauty queen.
I'm looking for the flavor of green.

I'm looking for the flavor of white,
a light colored chocolate may be just right.
Creamy and luscious like this womans face,

maybe some caramels to enhance the taste.
I'm looking for the flavor of white.

I'm looking for the flavor of blue.
Bubblegum, taffy or blueberry too.
Something that says I'm in love with you
I'm looking for the flavor of blue.

I'm looking for the flavor of love.
A taste that could only come from above,
with a hint of raspberry or warm apple pie.
Something that makes the heart go, my, my.
I'm looking for tastes and colors too,
to describe the flavor.... of "I love you"...

2006-02-22T18:51:00.000-08:00

The Greatest Love

I need to tell the story of
what I know to be the greatest love
first I'll try to describe the lady
and when I finish I'm hoping maybe
you'll see why I write the things I do
and you'll see why this greatest love is true
Sit back and relax as I let you see
all the the things she means to me
God gave her the most beautiful eyes
her soft silky skin, and she can't disguise
those sweet, luscious lips, when we kiss
I lose myself, but I wouldn't miss
the touch of her hands, her beauty within
the chance to feel the taste of her skin
The way she moves, the way she talks
the way she smiles, the way she walks
the way she makes everyone feel
that they mean so much, she's so real
to me, she's such a big part
of all that I feel, within my heart
the way she laughs, the way she giggles
when we make love, the way she wiggles
and moves with me, and loves to be
next to me, the world should see
the way she carries herself, the way she walks
the way she moves, the way she talks
her sexy legs, her cute little toes
her beautiful fingernails, and her yummy nose
her lip gloss, her smile and long silky hair,
voluptuous breasts, the love that we share
brightens my life, puts light in my soul
I love that she always seems to give her whole
heart to me when we're together
I love her, it doesn't matter whether
I have to wait for the rest of my life
I won't give up 'til she's my wife

2006-02-21T18:52:00.000-08:00

For You?

What would I do for you?
I'd show you that my heart is true
I'd always make you number one
our lives would be so much fun
I'd make you dinner when you're beat
I'd run your bath and rub your feet
I'd take out the trash and fold your clothes
I'd water the lawn and roll up the hose
I'd give you a massage when you are sore
If we're out of milk, I'd run to the store
I'll kiss your face and brush your hair
I'll even fold your underwear
I'll wash the car and mop the floor
I'll lace your shoes and open your door
I'll hold your hand when it's cold
I'll even love you when you're old
I'll fix your bike when it's broke
And when your thirsty I'll share my Coke
I'll always treat you like a queen
even if you're being mean
I'll hold you when you aren't feeling well
If I get angry I won't yell
I'll fluff the pillows on the bed
I'll wash your hair and massage your head
Feet rubs I'll give you when they're sore
and when you're tired I'll give you more
than you can ask of me
give me a chance, I'm sure you'll see
that I would do just about anything
I'd even buy a wedding ring
even though it's unlikely now
but I hope someday, someway, somehow
that I'll get to do everything for you
'cause your my sunshine and I love you

wherever you are in love and life

I'll find you and make you my wife.... ;)

2006-02-21T06:46:00.000-08:00

Love is the hardest of woods.. it takes a long long time to heat up... but it does... its like hickory burning in the heart... it can't be denied... ultimately "true love" always wins over settling...

Love is the softest of woods... the tiniest of flames can rekindle what was lost...
Sometimes love seems so distant... but it's always there... it can always be found... if we never give up... I'll always love...

2006-02-17T19:55:00.000-08:00

When Last We Kissed

When last we kissed, my heart was full
of love for you, I can't control
what I do, the way I feel
I know for sure, this love is real
like warm breezes in summer nights
Christmas trees and city lights
autumn leaves under a sky of blue
holding hands on the beach with you
covered bridges with cobbler stone
embracing me, I'm not alone
like pastel paints and pumpkin seeds
the hummingbirds, and tumbleweeds
this love is real, it's so real to me
I really find it hard to see
how you and I could not have met
it was in the stars, it was fate, and yet
when last we kissed it seemed so new
and for the rest of my life - with you
will always be fresh and new
because I know our love will see us through
the good and bad no matter what we do
because you love me and I love you..
so when we last kissed and said goodbye
I knew it was okay, and I know why
'cause you and I can't bear the pain
of standing alone in the rain
or celebrating life apart
from one another with a broken heart
without our hands holding on
life's greatest treasure will be gone
true love, pursued in this life by many
most come up short, there isn't any
reason to live life with true love missed
most never find what we had - when last we kissed

2006-02-16T19:36:00.000-08:00

A quiet place I needed to find... a hectic life to leave behind... a moment to change my attitude.. to gain some comfort and solitude... all I asked was to get away... and I think I found it here today... the scent of summer invades my all... eyes closed, rain begins to fall... blades of grass, through my fingers run... getting wet... this is fun... yes... city life... sometimes too much ... my antidote lies in solitudes touch...

2006-02-14T19:53:00.000-08:00

R U Afraid of the Unknown? I stand atop this building strong... to this world do I belong? My thoughts wander as I find my bearing.. and watch the world, uncaring.. selfish... Godless... get out of my way... don't spoil my day... I'm more important than you... I have too much to do... don't look at me that way... I won't listen to what you say... this life belongs to me... I see the things I see... through rose colored glass... everyone can kiss my ass... yes, this world is mine... I'm doing fine... I won't jump today... I can say what I want to say... there's too much life to live... to many things to give... too many to panhandle to... to many to save... yes, I'll be the one who saves a baby... who gives a dollar to a homeless lady... I'll live it... leave it... believe it... I'll take my spirit and cast it to the wind today... climb from this ledge and say... giving up, I will not do... I'm not going to leave it this way... I'll fight on against the tide... I'll make it a jolly ride.. somehow I'll really miss it all .. one day... not today... today .... I live...

2006-02-14T17:23:00.000-08:00

A Typical Day

I open my eyes and you are there.
Thoughts of you are everywhere.
I get up and get ready to shower.
I think of you for at least the next hour.
Not too long after I take a walk,
you are there while mom and I talk,
about life, and family and of course you.
We chat about the kids and nature too,
and then I get a cup of tea
and I hope that you are thinking of me,
but then I laugh 'cause it's only 8.
You're still asleep, you stay up too late.
On my drive to work I think of the past
and how I prayed that it would last.
I get to school and notice the time.
I've been thinking of you all day..it's only 9.
I get my research ready for the day.
I move my chemicals out of the way,
so I can sit down and write up my synthesis,
still thinking of you... I would not miss
a moment at all to imagine you there
on my lap, in my arms, just about anywhere,
with me, then I get online and check MSN.
I check my phone messages ... sit.. and then
think about how great life would be
if when the day ended
you'd be at home waiting for me.
It's only 10 now... the day is young
I'm sure that you and I are among
a select few people in life
who have had to face the pain and the strife
that we've had to endure since letting this go,
tears in my eyes... my heart aches so
much that I have to get up and go for a walk.
I find myself pretending that you and I talk
about the future and the love that we feel
between one another... it's all so surreal.
It's 11 am and I've settled in for the day.
Oh yeah, I've already stopped by your office to say
"hi honey, I love you, I miss you so much
I don't need a hug but if I could just touch
your skin, your face, your hands, your hips,
your hair, your arms, your feet, your lips."
Then I realize that you aren't here yet
I laugh at myself, how did I forget?
You only work about 3 hours a day.
What a great life, if you were here I'd stay
but I have to get back, class starts soon.
In 15 minutes, it'll be a quarter 'tilnoon.
Hurray, I'm out of class for the day.
Now I can check MSN to see if you'll say,
"hi honey, are you going to lunch?
I wanna go with you... I love you a bunch!"
Normally you are there, but you always wait
for me to say hi, I take the bait,
because I need to at least know that you're there.
It makes me feel better if you know that I care.
Okay, it's 2 and my reactions are done.
Heck, I didn't start until well after 1.
Now I get to spend the whole afternoon
thinking of you.. .hoping to see you soon.
I wait for a text or a call on the phone.
Sometimes I feel very much alone.
I'm really in love for the first time in my life
and now I know what I want in a wife.
I want to wake up like I do every day
and look into her eyes, breathe her breath and say,
"I love you my dear, I am so blessed,
I couldn't have been luckier, you are the best"
Then I'd go about my day,
I'd think about you in the usual way.
This love just feels so real and yummy.
I think of you and it tickles my tummy.
Okay, I'm back now... I'm still in the lab
you just called, "let's get coffee" and gab
with one another and pretend that we don't
love one another. I know that we won't
admit it to each other even though we've shared
the most intimate moments, I guess we're both scared
that our emotions and love will resurface again
and the world will know that we are more than just friends.
I really don't worry about what others think.
I miss you and love you and I'll get a drink
any day of the week, the month, or the year
a lifetime, forever, or even a mere
moment alone as we pass by to say "hi",
I can't wait until we won't have to say "goodbye",
or at least I hope that someday, someway,
we'll be able to share our love everyday.

...with one another..... forever....

2006-02-13T17:54:00.000-08:00

Chapter 3
The First Date

I see the way she looks at me.
I'm surprised she didn't see
how many times I looked at her.
I said you're cute, I was sure
she'd figured it out long ago.
I can't believe that she didn't know.
So when I asked to walk her back to her car
I figured she'd laugh, it wasn't far.
But she said okay, I was elated.
I never knew love to be complicated.
It didn't matter, I was playing the part
I was with her... that was a start.
I waited and waited to get a moment with her.
If I could get it..... I was sure
that I'd show her things she had never seen.
I'd show her what love could mean.
I'd make her see how amazing we'd be
and I was hoping that she'd see
the person that I'd come to be.
I did my best to do things right,

especially on that first night.
Hand in hand I showed her the skies.
We laid down a blanket and to my surprise
she lay with me and we held each other.
I can't imagine being as good with another
woman in this world or in the heaven above.
I knew from that moment that we'd fall in love.
I played around while we laid on the ground.
I memorized her face with my lips.. and without a sound
I slowly moved my mouth to her face.
There is nothing in the world that could ever replace
that moment my lips first touched her skin.
I'll never forget the feelings within.
We kissed and held each other so close.
We rolled on the ground, hugged and almost
made love on that blanket on that special night
but we both knew it just wasn't right.
Not there, not then but we had in our minds
that eventually we'd make love, we could see the signs.
We spent all of our time from that moment on
talking and kissing from evening 'til dawn.
It pained me so badly to let her go back to her life
my heart ached that night... it just wasn't right.
So I wait for the next time that I get to see her.
I know for a fact, I'm absolutely sure
that I'll kiss her again with a passionate kiss
that is something that I will not miss.
But until then I wait to just hear her voice.
It's so very hard, but for now... there's no choice.
I wait.....

2006-02-10T17:56:00.000-08:00

I Love the Fall, I Love You!

Children play without a care.
Autumn leaves are everywhere.
Warm summer nights have subsided.
All my dreams, I have confided,
in you...
it's true...
My life wouldn't be the same had we not met.
I wouldn't be as happy as I am... and yet,
I know that life can be much more fun,
if you let me make you number one.

The smell of burning leaves won't last.
Winter will come, fall will pass.
But the love we share won't come and go.
It's way too strong.. this I know.
I see it every time I look at you.
Your eyes, they say, "this love is true."

The smell of burning leaves are in the air.
The wind whips the smoke here and there.
It's amazing how beautiful the trees are now.
The colors of their leaves, somehow
makes me smile when the day is long.
In the blink of an eye, they'll be gone.

Just like the love that you and I share,
right now the leaves are everywhere.
On rooftops, and gutters, streets, the trash,
fields, sidewalks, bushes, the grass.
Like our love, we share it everywhere,
from the coffee shop to your office chair.

We walk hand in hand along the beach,
in the park, not out of reach,
is a future that we both can share,
together, forever, if we dare.

Lets take a chance and live our dreams,
Lets hold on to the gift. If it seems
an impossible task
all you need to do is ask
your heart, how does it feel
when were alone, is it real?
Will it come and go like the seasons.
Will you need to come up with many reasons
to let this love we share subside
or will you keep on loving and confide
in me all of your hopes, fears and dreams.
Will we always be in love, it seems
to me the only thing that's true
is the love that is shared between me and you.
And one last thing that's obvious
life won't be the same, if there isn't an "us".

The First Night

2006-02-09T18:59:00.000-08:00

She expected her first kiss as she stepped off the plane. The holiday season was in full swing. He stood from afar, watching her as she entered the terminal. This would be their first moment together. He wondered what he would do when he finally got her in his arms. Would he hug her, shake her hand or did he expect a kiss? She knew. She had dreamed about and anticipated this moment for what seemed years, even though it had only been months since their first encounter. She slowly made her way through security. He followed her with is eyes as she waded her way through the gates. And then like a puppy he trailed behind her. The holiday lines were very long but it only seemed like moments to them. Time had no meaning today. It was the day that they had both longed for, for so many months. Several minutes later she passed through the last security check and as she rounded the last guard there he was, standing there, like an excited child waiting for the ice cream man, or Santa Claus. The anticipation was so incredible. As she reached down to pick up a handbag she looked to him. He caught her stare and suddenly they were in their world, out of touch with the reality of the season, oblivious to the world, in love. "I knew you'd come," he said as he smiled. "I've thought about this day so many times, and now you're here." "Here she is," he thought to himself, "standing in front of me". Her arms were full of gifts and goodies for him to open as soon as they got to their destination. "What am I going to do with her," he wondered as he looked at her. "She is more beautiful than anything that I could have ever dreamed of." In an instant they walked up to one another face to face, breath to breath and without speaking a word he slowly began to remove all of the packages and bags from her tiny shoulders. He grabbed the bags first, the camera, her purse, and gently laid them on the floor of the terminal. Then he stood and faced her, "hi". They both laughed and then as tears filled her eyes he reached up and put her face in his hands and slowly began to scan her face with his cheeks. He could smell the vanilla lip gloss that brought out her beautiful, full lips. He nudged past her cheeks and smelled the hint of fruit, probably pear or some other lotion that seemed to engulf him with deliciousness. The smell of pear and the taste of vanilla waiting on her beautiful mouth for him to take in with the first kiss. "Oh my gosh," she thought to herself, "this is it." She licked her lips. He didn't notice. He was too busy taking in the scent of this beautiful woman, memorizing and catalogueing every luscious inch of her face, hands, and body. This woman, he was certain, would be the one that he would spend a lifetime falling in love with, kissing for the first time over and over. He gently embraced her face in his hands as his lips made their way to hers. With her heart pounding, lips quivering, anticipating that first delicious kiss, she could feel her body shaking, and her stomach yearning to taste the man that she would spend her life with. She licked her lips one last time as their mouths met in a deep, gentle embrace, so wonderful and warm. As she kissed him she felt as though their souls had somehow collided and they were suddenly one. Suddenly they were both breathless, hearts pounding, minds wandering through fields of bliss, and invisible to the world. His thoughts if any? He was too far lost in her eyes, in her kiss to be able to formulate any semblance of controlled thought. This was it. He knew. This would be the last woman, the last beautiful woman that his lips would ever kiss. They both agreed without a word that this match would never be, could never be rivalled by any other, that these two lives were brought together on this night and nothing would ever separate them. A simple kiss tied it all together and as the world turned that evening, passengers scrambling to make the next flight, meeting with relatives, taxis beeping in the background, airplane engines blaring on the runways, they were safe in their own world, quietly hidden, tied together in a first kiss, a hug and so much more, love."I have waited for you all of my life," he said. "But how did you know it was me?" "I knew. I meant to say that I've been searching for you all of my life, but I've always known that you were there, and I've always been in love with you." She smiled. He took her hand in his, arm in arm and they slowly walked together through the terminal out into the cold winter night, and hailed a taxi to get them to their hotel. They were so taken with one another that neither noticed that the bags were still lying on the floor of the terminal. They were in love. Their taxi moved in and out of traffic with ease. They didn't notice the museum or Central Park as they made the taxi managed it's way to their hotel. After several minutes they found themselves at the hotel Renaissance just off Broadway. As they entered their room she didn't even notice how wonderfully kept the room was. She ran to their 4th floor window and threw open the shades. The loud Broadway lights blared through the window. Immediately the dark room was illuminated with bright neon rays from Times Square, which sat not 1 block from their hotel window. They would get to see the ball fall from the sky on New Year's Eve and they'd get to see it together from their room. She slid open the glass door wall and walked out onto the balcony. The cold winter wind thrust its way into the room. He walked out and closed the door behind them. The view of Times Square was unbelievable. The lights on Broadway and the 10 story lighted billboard signs lit up the hundreds of thousands of visitors on the streets below. No one seemed to notice the new lovers in their nest as they looked down onto the crowd making their way to work, home, to parties and whatever else New Yorkers do a 5 'til 11 on a weekend night. He wrapped his arms around her, turned her to him and their lips met again. She gasped as she felt his hands running through her hair. Deep, delicious, wonderful kisses followed. Suddenly they both realized that the winter chill wasn't so bad. Their hearts beating together warmed up their bodies. Their desire to be together and to feel the closeness of one another was too overwhelming, even for them. They made their way back into the room to get out of the cold and to spend precious moments together in one another's arms. The room was masterfully decorated. There was a fireplace on the wall as they walked into the room with a small fire burning cedar. It smelled so wonderful. A piano sat just out of reach of the door wall. An adjacent bathroom with a large marble tub led away from a small island with assorted wines, and liquor. A king size bed filled with huge down filled pillows and satin sheets sat across the room from the fireplace. Chocolates were laid out on top of the fireplace. They kissed and cuddled for many minutes and finally retired to the bed, his eyes in hers, and lay there quietly. Enjoying the moment, she closed her eyes and without looking felt his body move from the bed. Suddenly, the piano began to play. She was unfamiliar with the tune but it was melodious and captivated her mind. "what song is that? It is so beautiful?" "I wrote it for you," he said. "It's called autumn leaves." He tapped on the keys leaving ballads of love hanging in the cedar filled air. As she listened she felt as though she could smell the leaves as they lay on the ground. The tunes were breathtaking and she found her mind and body dissolving into the aroma of the crackling fire as she gazed at the fireplace. He finished playing and asked if he could draw her a bath. She was still a little bitten from the cold and agreed. Many minutes later he led her to the bath. She noticed that it was full of bubbles and smelled like strawberries. She followed him to the tub and allowed him to slowly undress her. Her breasts and body were so soft and innocent. Without violating the moment he held her hand and guided her naked, beautiful body into the warm oasis that called to her. He walked back to the piano and began to play, leaving her to a night of bubbles, strawberries and certain love making. He sat back down at the piano and continued to play for many minutes. She lay her head back and listened to the wonderful melodies. She closed her eyes and rested her head against the lip of the cool marble tub, hidden in the bubbles and slowly drifted in and out of sleep as he played on. When she finally woke from this wonderful moment the water seemed a little cooler. The music had stopped. The bubbles had seemed to have vanished and the lights to the bedroom were dimmed. She quietly made her way out of the tub and donned the beautiful bath robe he had offered as a present. She made her way out of the room and into the adjoining room where they would spend their first night together. She noticed that he was fast asleep and had been asleep for many minutes. She realized that she must have fallen asleep in the tub. Meanwhile he had laid in bed and fallen into a deep, warm sleep while waiting on her to retire from her bath. She crawled into bed and laid next to him, removed her robe so that her naked body could feel the warmth of his body and draped her arm around him and began to rub his chest. She smiled as she pondered this night. She thought about their first kiss in the terminal and their first embrace while looking over Times Square, in the greatest city in the world. She was finally with the man she loved. She thought of him doing his best to please her this night, running her bath, playing beautiful music on the piano for her, running his fingers through her hair. This night couldn't have been any more perfect, unless they had made love. But that would come but not this night. She closed her eyes and laid her head on his shoulder and wrapped her legs in his. She pulled herself closer to him as he slept on, her breasts pressed against his body. She took a deep breath. Exhaled slowly and smiled as she fell asleep in his arms.

2006-02-04T08:31:00.000-08:00

Is there "anything" more beautiful? unlikely... Is there "anyone" more beautiful? Absoultely!

My Beach Dream

2006-01-30T18:35:00.000-08:00

There she is... standing waist deep in the ocean... she knows that I'm watching her... she moves about cautiously as the waves do their best to engulf her beautiful body... she fights the waves... to stay on her feet... her hair is wet.. her body is soaked... the sun shines through the clouds... the wind whips her hair into her mouth... and she rejects it with her tongue... her tongue... oh yum... she is such an amazing kisser... I love to kiss her... I love to feel her lips on my body... the way she kisses... the way she nibbles when we make love... she looks at me as a wave strikes her ... she disappears below the waves.... and suddenly bobs up ... smiling... giggling... spitting salt water out of her mouth... I laugh... I'm restless... I get up from my chair and slowly make my way into the water ... she begins to spin circles in the water with her arms out to her sides.. her fingers dangling atop the water as the waves glide by her beautiful body... one moment she's up to her shoulders in water... the next ... the water ebbs to her waist showing her olive skin and beautiful breasts... what an amazing... luscious woman... I keep thinking that I must be dreaming... what is she doing with me... what is she thinking as I move toward her... does she see what I see... is she as excited about me as I am her... does she think about how the waves move around me... she looks at me... stares at me... doesn't say a word... she smiles... as I move toward her... suddenly I feel naked... and self-conscious... I play a little... dive into the water... swim to her under the waves... and grab her legs... then I slowly navigate my hands along her hips as I emerge from the depths of the waves... my hands continue to scan her waist... her ribs.. her breasts... her neck... face... her hair... we press our bodies against one another... and we kiss... and it's deep.. and passionate... and forever... at least it seems that way... she is so taken with my kisses... I can hear her gasp... and that drives me crazy.. no one has ever gasped when I kissed them... I can feel her heartbeat... I can hear her breathe... we slowly sink into the water and move toward the shore... walking ... wading... along the bottom.. ever so slowly... her hands in mine.. .her eyes looking deeply into mine... our bodies still pressed together... she wraps her legs around my waist as we bob up and down... .and I can feel the warmth of her inner thighs on my hips... this is crazy... I want to take her right now... to undress under the waves and make love ... her body yells to me... to make love with her.. .her eyes silently scream to me... get the message!!... I want you... her breasts are pressed against my naked chest... thank goodness the beach is deserted... I slowly exit the water... her legs still wrapped around my waist... I'm excited... and she can feel it... and her eyes beg for me lie her in the sand and take her... I fumble with her top... the strings are slightly knotted and we laugh... she reaches behind and begins to untie it herself... all the while still wrapped around me... I kneel and slowly lower her into the sand as she finishes removing her top... her breasts are hot and beautiful... and I lay her in the sand and begin to kiss her stomach.. her hips... her breasts... she breathes... she gasps... and I remove what remains on our bodies... I'm so taken away my body shakes... she says she wants me... of course.. .by now we are so much into each other... there would be no way to stop... I make my way to her shoulders... and I kiss her neck.. her ears.. her chin... cheeks... her lips... deep, very deep kisses dissolve our bodies into one another... and at that moment I find myself penetrating into her beautiful body ... I hear her gasp.. or was that me... I can't even think right now... our naked bodies are one... her invitation to make love is so surreal ... so amazing... she's so wet... is it from the sea... or making love.. all of these questions... so amazing... I keep pinching myself... am I really here.. are we really making love... are we on the beach... I open my eyes... and there she is... gasping... smiling a deep smile every time I push into her... her eyes roll backward as she takes me in... and we make love ... and roll around... me on top... then her... and I put my hands on her hips... and move her body forward and back... while I'm inside of her... and we both begin to feel the rhythm of making love with one another.. .and are both carried away by the amazing... hot... delicious... feeling... of being totally lost in each others body... at this moment the world is ours... time stands still... all I can do is watch her beautiful breasts move as she takes me in... moving .. thrusting her hips along my body... I lose my breath... she controls my body as I lie there... staring at her... I tell her to go faster... she moves faster... too fast... and suddenly her movements take her away... she screams as her body vibrates violently as she climaxes... I can feel every contraction... every inch of her as she falls forward on my chest.. as she takes me in and enjoys every single jolt of her body... every tingly sensation from her head to her toes... she grits her teeth... as the last ounce of energy is sapped from her body... all the while I'm still making love with her... wanting to give her every ounce of me while she takes it all in... she gasps... our bodies are soaked... her breasts lie on my chest... her head on my chin... she slowly catches her breath... and looks into my eyes... and then lays her cheek on mine and we just lay there... me still inside of her body... I realize that I've never truly felt what it was like to "make love" with a woman until this moment... it was more than just two bodies satisfying an urge... the connection was so beyond any material possession... so surreal... as if our two souls.. our bodies... were made exclusively to share love between one another.. . we are both exhausted... our bodies shake and tingle... the passion is still there... I look into her eyes... we smile ... the love making obviously isn't complete... as we both still want to make love... the evening is still young... this night we will retire to our cottage... we will make love in bed... on the deck under the stars... in the shower... in front of the fireplace..... and tomorrow... tomorrow..... hmmm.... we'll find our way to the beach... lie our towels next to one another... and we'll sleep away the day....