Enter-Mission

in a made up mind
lies a handful
of made up beds
in the dark corners
with soft linens and pillows;
to lie our heads
in a made up land.

Delusions

out of the shower
in the closet

my row of shirts
sorted by color

Tonight

By your window
I will wait
for the wane of the shadows
and the stars
to show.

Two Lumps, No Sugar

falling in love at
the coffee table where the
coffee always runs out


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What is Integrity?

For my PPS scholars class, I am being asked to write a script for a podcast defining integrity. Does this work?

Integrity in the Face of a Storm

Here in the Triad of North Carolina, our strongest storms blow in from the northwest. Strong cool winds shove the sticky hot air to the coast in a violent fury. The integrity of most structures stay intact, storm after storm, year after year. What makes some structures stand strong while others cave under the pressure? Having integrity means standing strong, even in the face of a storm aiming to corrupt everything in its path.

There is a quote that says everything I believe about integrity. It says, “Live in such a way that if anyone ever spoke badly about you, no one would believe it.” I have modeled my life after this quote. A few years ago I met a group of people that I thought shared a similar belief system as I do—but I quickly realized I was naïve and that this group of people quickly went into jealousy and gossip. When others tried to lure me into the gossip fury, spreading lies about others, I stood strong in the storm—my integrity stayed intact. Some followed my example and stopped gossiping, while others succumbed to the storm and their integrity faltered. To live with integrity means not buckling under the pressure of even a violent haboob. Sometimes to keep our integrity intact, we need to be flexible like a tall, strong tree in the midst of a storm. Trees bend and move with the storm, not against it—giving it resiliency against the storm.

Keeping our integrity is not always easy. The temptation to be dishonest or to take advantage of a person or a situation can be strong, especially when we are hurting or not getting our needs met. It is in this moment that we must stand strong in our convictions and with our feet firmly rooted—eventually, the storm will calm and we will be even stronger to weather the next storm, year after year!

2 reflections:

burnt out lovers lay
together for the last time;
until tomorrow
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Syria at war
lost in the gore of power
mirrors reflect truth

fall

summer sun leaves fall
September has come to call
my phone never rings

tempting

"I'm hungry," I said.
"Go eat breakfast," you answered.
Your smile pulled me in

love call

the cat's meow cries
softly in the night--waiting
for her to come home

This morning, outside

running in the sun
earthy aroma offends--
hot horse flies flustered
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nature sings loudly
on this late August morning
absentmindedly

Timing

Every now and then
Seven days a week
I sit back in my own critique

and I sink into that moment

That moment when
I fell in love with you;
That moment, you never knew

I was waiting, all alone.

Buzzed

in the light of a
blue citronella candle--
your beauty bugs me

Soothing

broken shells
make sandy beaches
waves comfort

Suggestive

the key on my chest
rattles with excitement at
thoughts of you and me

the end...

The sun rises, and
it always sets-- today I
finally woke up.

A Thing or Two

tomorrow at dusk
I won't be your wife because
playing is more fun
than doing dirty laundry

‪#‎Haiku‬ ‪#‎Tanka‬ ‪#‎Poetry‬ ‪#‎MicroPoetry‬

Bottled Up

The glass is always
without a drop of liquor--
yet, I remain drunk
in the absence of your gaze.

An Open Letter

Dear Unknown,

I've been thinking about you a lot lately. With each passing day, my love for you grows stronger and deeper, but I wish you would come around more often so we could get better acquainted. We have a great life ahead, you and me --I just know it!

Odd

Snow in the summer
Dandelions in winter--
You, here in my arms

Cracked

“Come fly with me,” Frank sang;
But he ended up dead
Before I could get there

Just like life.

With feet dangling like a dream
Unmet, Alone I jumped
Off the wall

To fly away, somewhere--

And oh, What a great fall it was
Until, the crash—
With nowhere to land,

In particular

Like Earhart’s Electra
Off the coast of Somewhere;
I shattered

As I fell

To a million pieces,
Never to be
Put back together again.

Damn you Frank!