the Sunspots' Plege

In our musicianship there is passion… no laziness;

In our band there is teamwork... no imbalance;

In our songs there is truth... no plagiarism;

In our performance there is courage... no intimacy;

In our rehearsal there is devotion... no dread;

In our goals there is meaning... no pettiness;

In our presentations there is faith... no distrust;

In us there is adventure—no doubt!

My Life, Soundwave

Nobody could anticipate

What I felt before

When static rushed through me

I couldn’t wait for more!

Pushing back the dreary past

Warmth from my core

I stepped into the light of day

My feelings resting from war

Friday night

I felt alright

I took that glee

It set me free

I rip the soundwaves

From my heart

I take that beat

And tear it apart

I hear that noise

Thumping rants

I put on my mask

And get lost in dance

I ride the soundwaves

Up and down

I feel that bass part

Crank and pound...

Horse Crazy, Gal!

'...It was the most beautiful horse I had ever seen! The mare was tall with a sleek back and long slender black legs that pumped gracefully with every step. Firm but feminine muscles curved perfectly over her shoulders, not too high and not too loose and a low willowy neck stretched out gallantly. The horse’s coat was a gleaming finish of appaloosa watercolors with a snowy white body dappled with black specks. From the neck to her head, was black with a white stripe at the front of her face. Black and white hairs blended with each other in the horse’s short-cropped mane and her long fluffy tail.
I was mesmerized...'

Filtered Lights

Blinding rays of sun shoot through the autumn branches,
Warm light eclipses burgundy tinted leaves;
An orange softening glow illuminates the woody thicket,
And the cool crisp wind sighs and heaves;

A blue sky peeks through leafy canopies...
...with fluffy white clouds cascading;
Neck cranes to see the dazzling view...
...with hopes of no future raining.

...I started feeling that special urge to do something! Anything! The bravery built up in me as I inched closer to the edge of the harbor. I had to do this before it was too late! It was necessary! So I slid even farther…
And let myself fall.
My stomach lurched. For countless seconds, I hung in midair, ready to climb back up. And then it came. Like cold cement, I slapped through the cool water. My eyes burned and I shut them as fast as I could. My skin shriveled. It was so cold!! I felt as numb as stone and for seconds, I could not move. I was sure my body was swept away when I fell and all was left was my lifeless spirit. The energy was gone and I could not feel my legs. My mind was frozen in great confusion until it finally snapped back to reality...

Plate of Delectables

My mouth waters as the sweet steam enters my nostrils;
The aroma summons me to the kitchen.
A plate of delectables is placed before me and I have to gulp some milk down to keep the temptation of eating before prayers back;
We pray;
I pray thanks that I have such food and ask God to be with the people who don’t.
After prayers, we dig in;
I feel like a farmer, taking the crops that are ready; taking the bits I feel like eating and the bits that I don’t (leaving them for last.)
Near the end, I go return to those bits, finding them rather tasty.
Then I finish my milk and ask to be excused.
As I leave the table, my stomach feels full upon my satiation and I know that I’m content;
And it feels like I’ll be content forever.