…with knowledge of the beginning
a simple fact persist
the birth (Big Bang) of the Universe
actually proves that God exist
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9 Dec
A Truth
28 Mar
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Searching for the One
With the early morning off-shore breeze
on a broad-reach tacking toward shore
thinking on the harbor once promised
and if I really ever wanted more
Walking weatherworn docks
boat secured in its’ slip
morning finds me wandering
looking for one to share the trip
Visiting the local breakfast house
sounding for that sympathetic ear
“Hey Sailor, ….another warm-up?”
“Ah … what? Oh … yes dear.”
I watch while they quickly consume
devouring needed calories for the day
witnessing distorted mental pathways
their thought’s exposed and on display
Walking weatherworn docks
boat secured in its’ slip
morning finds me wandering
looking for one to share the trip
The open ocean is the only truth
supporting life and building land
sailing far offshore each day alone
was never ever this sailor’s plan
Land-lubbers scurry ‘round their cities
building ant-hills atop one another
the open oceans of Mother Earth
would probably make them shudder
Walking weatherworn docks
boat secured in its’ slip
morning finds me wandering
looking for one to share the trip
Upon this Earth, the lady doth exist
my knowledge proves this to be true
but finding that one particular girl
has its’ own way of making me blue
Finding that very special individual
adds to the complexity of the quest
even though I grow much older
I’ll continue to looking for the best
Walking weatherworn docks
boat secured in its’ slip
morning finds me wandering
looking for one to share the trip
The energy and freedom of youth
is definitely wasted on the young
with knowledge only gained in time
can one’s own song be sung
These are the simple thoughts
of a Sailor who’s now grown old
questioning some of the choices
knowing the dream can not be sold
Wandering early in the evening
a friendly Pub to get a sip
another place for me to search
looking for one to share the trip
Gathering courage from Captain Morgan
chased with a shot or two for the smile
telling inebriated ‘tall tales’ of life at sea
a gallant effort going that extra mile
Close moves an interesting companion
a serendipitous moment in time
wondering “…could she really be the one?”
this evening will end sublime
Walking weatherworn docks
she called my boat a ship
I smile and continue
looking for one to share the trip
© Sailor – November 02, 2011 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Revised January 9, 2012
9 Jan
TRUST
In God We Trust
all others pay cash
you see this most often
when trying to buy gas
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8 Jan
Obama the King
My gosh, the first words that come to my mind
when first trying to say it politely
the American way, a republic so fine
but the Progressives are gripping it tightly
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© Sailor January 7, 2011 All Rights Reserved
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7 Jan
YOU ASK
I’m rather amused and somewhat confused
the ineptness of some people today
inability to compose
”The Emperor has no clothes”
comments are not meant to sway
Many of them say they are bookmarking me
or linking to an RSS feed
within the comment’s a question
not really offering a lesson
CONTACT ME you must plant the seed
You must “click” on the “CONTACT ME” page
found in the header and on the side-bar
You may say near anything you like
the “MY EYES ONLY” security is tight
ask questions or paint me with tar
I offer my humble request to the few
whom find my words just ring true
I do love to write
well into the night
if I couldn’t share with you I’d be blue
© Sailor January 6, 2011 All Rights Reserved
5 Jan
The Call
“Hello…Sailor here.”
“Hello. Rod?”
“No, Sailor. I don’t know who Rod is.”
“Pardon me?”
“That’s OK.”
“Can I speak with Rod?”
“Sorry, don’t know who Rod is?”
“Let me speak with Rod.”
“You have the wrong number …sorry.”
“This is not Rod’s phone?”
“No.”
“How long have you had this number.”
“Eight years.”
“No Way! Rod had this number last week.”
“What number did you call?”
“What’s your number?”
“No, it don’t work that way. You tell me what number you called, and I’ll tell you if it’s my number, or not.”
“Screw-you …click.”
Wow! I answered the telephone, allowing it to completely interrupt my thoughts. I do have an appetite for communication, though not the above abbreviated, nonsensical, rude miscommunication the caller abruptly ended.
4 Jan
NEW LOVER
I’m sure you’ve heard the phrase:
“…all the good ones are taken.”
just what I thought
first time I saw you
something inside awakened
Don’t need to take
nor come between
to cause a break
I must be true
not be a fake
Sharing what I feel
helps you understand
heart filled with fire
must convey
my burning desire
Your beauty blinds me
tried to think
that’s a joke
visions of our future
danced like smoke
As you come to me
share your love
stored excitement
exploding passion
true enticement
passion wanes
body spent
time to rest
peaceful sleep
You we’re the best
©Sailor Jan. 4, 2011
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28 Dec
Full Moon
Having just experienced a lunar eclipse on the longest night, and shortest day of this years trip around the sun, I watched as the full Moon, in all its splendor, reflected its influence on the Earth.
Did not the joy in last nights sky
make you smile and get you high
Did not the glow from Her bright eyes
make you feel your natural ties
Now toward the future you can fly
accepting life’s noises with a sigh
The Goddess shows her reflected sunlight
filling the need to plant at night
She shares Her joy for all to see
like opening the land to plant a tree
Mother Earth accepts without a sound
whatever we choose to place in the ground
and She will give as we set the seed
providing all the new growths need
With the Goddess full and overhead
rest the seeds upon their bed
While counting on Her you bypass rejection
it’s three Moons …… sprout to harvest
now that’s perfection
“Just had to shed a bit of light
about the Moon I saw last night”
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Searching for the One
With the early morning off-shore breeze
on a broad-reach tacking toward shore
thinking on the harbor once promised
and if I really ever wanted more
Walking weatherworn docks
boat secured in its’ slip
morning finds me wandering
looking for one to share the trip
Visiting the local breakfast house
sounding for that sympathetic ear
“Hey Sailor, ….another warm-up?”
“Ah … what? Oh … yes dear.”
I watch while they quickly consume
devouring needed calories for the day
witnessing distorted mental pathways
their thought’s exposed and on display
The open ocean
the only truth
supporting life and building land
sailing offshore each day alone
was never this sailor’s real plan
Land-lubbers scurry ‘round their cities
building ant-hills atop one another
the open oceans of Mother Earth
would probably make them shudder
Finding that very special individual
adds to the complexity of the quest
though I grow much older
I’ll continue looking for the best
Upon this Earth, the lady doth exist
my knowledge proves this to be true
but finding that one particular girl
has its’ own way of making me blue
Walking weatherworn docks
boat secured in its’ slip
morning finds me wandering
looking for one to share the trip
The energy and freedom of youth
is definitely wasted on the young
with knowledge only gained in time
can one’s own song be sung
Walking weatherworn docks
boat secured in its’ slip
afternoon finds me wandering
looking for one to share the trip
These are the simple thoughts
of a Sailor who’s now grown old
questioning some of the choices
knowing the dream can not be sold
Wandering early in the evening
a friendly Pub to get a sip
another place for me to search
looking for one to share the trip
Gathering courage from Captain Morgan
chased with a shot or two for the smile
telling inebriated ‘tall tales’ of life at sea
a gallant effort going that extra mile
Close moves an interesting companion
a serendipitous moment in time
wondering .…could she be the one?
this evening may end sublime
Walking weatherworn docks
she called my boat a ship
I smile as I continue
looking for one to share the trip
© Sailor –
November 02, 2011ALL RIGHTS RESERVEDRevised May 27, 2012Re-revised October 18, 2012
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