Roughed Up

When we get roughed up in our field of play, there is no referee to penalize the miscreant. However it is our ability to stand right back up that commands the respect for ourselves and of others that might do us harm, whether it be by design, intention or by egos run riot.   

Waking Up

I am done holding back for its time to live out loud even if it does wake the neighbor’s baby. 

Hell in a Hand Basket

When we see what’s happening in the world financial markets we need to remember that each of us is not in a rowboat by our lonesome, and think that  everyone else is on a luxury liner.  

Jacks Tilt

Jack fell down and broke his crown and his spin class came over and screwed Jack’s head back on but it has just a bit of a tilt to it now.  

The Wave

When the angels don’t judge me and keep me safe I know that there is always hope in my life.  It’s funny how life can change so dramatically around you and certain things will remain as if they were deep beneath the turbulent waves of the heavy storm.  

Black Cupid

When you think of cupid what color comes to mind?  Red? White? I think the color is black.  Why black Jack?  Well that’s the color it usually ends up being after the love is gone.  

Milk Duds

 Your love is like a box of Milk Duds, you always know what you’re gonna get.  It is always satisfying and long lasting but it is  the sticking to the teeth that I must be wary of.