Based on that song of No Name On the first part of my journey,I was focused on the road ahead,I dove down the dune and shot for the moonI ran until I was redThe first thing I saw made me stumble in aweAnd the sky was cloudless aboveThe heat was hot and the sand was softBy the end of the day I was dead. I’ve been through the desert on a race of some fameIt felt good to be out of the rainIn the desert, you can run for your…read more
It dreams of light and life,
of vibrant color and vast urban spaces.
It dreams of incorporating culture with economy…
On Beginnings Eleventh grade exposed me to an altogether different breed of educator; a man named Jon Rondesvedt, who bursting with enthusiasm for history, philosophy and the classics, issued us a challenge: turn in a typical paper or compose a poem. A daring dyslexic, I accepted…He beamed at my first foray, while his endless wonderawakened in me thatinescapable enthusiasm for the written word, thatlove of travel,and thatpassion forteaching. Wanderlust came early in my imaginings, but a singular poem by Langston Hughes stirred my spirit to action. It was Dream Variation and much as Hughes had done in 1923, I struck out that summer, discovered languages and unexpected inspiration in…read more
you hear nothing
but your beating heart
and the swish of air
the ball arcs
and the crowd roars!
Sweat and soot
bead brow to brow
as the fire writhes
in deadly determination
matched only by your own
single-minded, stiff-necked, staying power
your unbending brawn
face to face with this fire.
The way your tongue wraps around those words, so sexy my soul salivates. Here, at room’s rear, I hang on every turn of phrase, back-arching through every bit of banter, every burning urge… surging, spurred auditorily, in every curve of word, every scent of sass, seared with sweat… Triggering the chill and churn in bated-breathed anticipation of your next exquisite utterance… With every observation cool and common, or heated and heartful erotic thoughts in waves awash in notions both naughty and natural haunting and hypnotic. Yeah, even that offhand assertion…read more
Dare to be dangerous. Dare to dance. Dare to speak up. Dare to say whatever is in your heart. Dare to be beautiful. Dare to say don’t touch. Dare to say when it’s ok. Dare and be Dangerous! [for Ella]