Lost Generation – Original Poem

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Every generation gets lost
In a maze of uncertainty and temptation frolicking at every turn, the collective pool of compassion must ignite us to find our way back

A baby lies alone in a bed of daisies
Seeing a world of possibility through hits glowing blue eyes

A deer looks innocently on an open field hoping to graze the pasture

A bird singing to its mate echoes the sounds of nature through the wind

A dreamer pens words to his lover under a crisp autumn sky

A visionary finds peace in simplicity. For the first time without thought; without worry

We all get lost
Saturated with self-doubt, fault will overwhelm judgment

In that moment; that instant it will happen
A big bang of pure silence will race through the veins
A burst of enlightenment will color the world before you
An explosion of good for all to share

This will be your time. This will be our time
The renaissance will once again be re-born

You are beautiful
You are right

I am the one as are you
We are angels; givers; caretakers

We will love for the sake of love and be alive with the flavors of life
Reign free and let it rain the spontaneous shower cleansing us from this journey

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Mom Dream – Original Poem

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I had a dream last night.

One fueled by liquid comfort and protected between sheets of cotton and dormant time

A dream of happiness and sadness trapped in suspension.  Hovering above outside my reach, but lingering in hope, guilt, despair and soothing tranquility

There she was; so full of life

Working to prepare for the impending company. Busy and anxious.

Outside pods filled with my childhood.  Soon to be gone.  Soon, to be so distant, the fog will blind me from any remaining senses

I didn’t see it.  I didn’t realize it

My present and past found their way to each other acting out this play in my psyche.

I, on my knees, watched in confusion

Not until my eyes opened to the darkness of reality did I see

It was her goodbye.  I treated it with ill respect; with only my childish demeanor

I was a child; or was I an adult?

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Was my dream fueled by memory or transference from my past to present?

Was I saying goodbye to my home, my mother, my childhood or innocence?

Was I opening the door to uncertainty?

I had a dream last night

I saw my mother

I smiled; now I reflect

Last Night – Original Poem

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Last night, I dreamed I held you in my arms
The feeling was infinite
You melted into my arms so seamlessly

Last night, I dreamed of walking the sandy beach arm in arm; warm sunlight reflecting off your golden hazel eyes.

It was a perfect dream with a cast of two, a script without words but full of emotion

It was in you I saw the better me
It was in you I found the answer to the mystery of love discovered
It was in you a new beginning was found

From dream to reality, my journey is on a path to your heart

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Last night, I saw a silhouette in the window with the outline of your curves
I could hear your voice in the wind
I could feel your presence touching my skin
A slight moisture in the air resting on my lips.
Did you kiss me?
Did I imagine this feeling?

Last night my fantasy and reality become one

You are are my true love.
Last night I knew

A Fantasy of Glee – Original Poem

I watch as the sun dances across your face
A cherub dancing in the fields showering the flowers with glitter

With a shadow mimicing a harmony of steps, two dance under the cleverly composed diction of the orchestra of clouds

Swept away in the moment
Drawn to the fire
Released to the guidance of the spirit of freedom

From the caves
Across the mountains
Out from the desserts
In the forests

The majestry of wildlife rejoice in the sounds
Absorbed into the sweet nectar of life’s soundtrack they find solace and joy

All together in an extravaganza of the mind
A rainbow of elation
A spectrum merriment

From the corners of the earth, all war seizes, all prejudice dissolved, all hate buried

In a single universal moment of peace, we are one
One world, one vision, one harmonious existance

Dream In – Original Song

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Lyrics by Mark A. Leon

I’m drowning in my breath
I’m suffocating in my tears

I call you on the phone only to find no one home
I can hear you through my eyes
I can see you in ears

(Chorus)

With every breath I dream in your love
Dream in
Dream in
Dream in your love

Every morning I look in the mirror to see my tomorrow
Only to yearn for yesterday
The lines on my face remind me of a pain that has surrounded my body like a virus
I ache inside only to see you next to me
I reach but you are not there
I call but there is no answer
I scream to be heard by a memory that is lost in my mind

(Chorus)

With every breath I dream in your love
Dream in
Dream in
Dream in your love

The night has fallen and only words prevail
A vision has been following my every step
Its shadow covers my soul
The sounds move closer to me
I turn and remind myself that it is only a dream

(Chorus)

With every breath I dream in your love
Dream in
Dream in
Dream in your love

I lay under the covers and protect myself from a past I cannot have
I long for a future I cannot hold
And each second passes with a million thoughts of you lying by my side for all of time

(Chorus)

With every breath I dream in your love
Dream in
Dream in
Dream in your love

I Hope You Dance

“The greatest risk in life is taking the chance on life.”

“Let us praise famous men and our fathers that begat us. All these men were honoured in their generations and were a glory in their days. We are here today to give thanks for the life of Harold Abrahams. To honour the legend. Now there are just two of us – young Aubrey Montague and myself – who can close our eyes and remember those few young men with hope in our hearts and wings on our heels.”

Lord Andrew Lindsay – Chariots of Fire

Yesterday afternoon, Derek Jeter, right off the disabled list, danced his way into the history books acting out a script that could have been written by Aaron Sorkin and directed by James Cameron. It was a poetic journey as the Captain of the New York Yankees became the first player in pinstripes to strike 3000 hits in his career as he launched a home run decisively into the outfield bleachers. As 54,000 fans and millions of viewers stood to honor the man and the achievement for over five minutes, it was clear that this was not an isolated moment in sports history. This was a moment, drafted in the stars and played out as fairy dust fell from the heavens. Derek would go five for five including the game winning hit on this day, but as he hugged each one of his teammates and remembered those that were not there with him, he embraced a moment that will forever be in his and our hearts.

Derek danced.

Life is dictated by responsibility. Responsibility for the financial well-being of ourselves and our families. Responsibility for defining the morals that we bestow. Responsibility leading a life that our parents had set for us. Out of respect and admiration for our upbringing, many feel the need to “pay back” our parents with a life of moral solitude.

Yet, are we risk adverse because of the fear of harm or the perception that if we step into the unknown we become vulnerable and thus open the door for predators to take advantage of our weakness.

The human mind is a challenging foe whose very existence is our greatest challenge. It numbs the senses and imparts the lessons of routine, comfort, stability and patience.

If you collect all of these thoughts, they are nothing more than barriers to the Dance.

We are a civilization that for millions of years has thrived on innovation. The ability to create what does not exist has set the standards for everything from fire to space travel.

The most memorable successes occur when our backs are against the wall, the resources are limited and your only support is the will to know you can accomplish anything.

“Success means having the courage, the determination, and the will to become the person you believe you were meant to be” – George Sheehan

You are the will, compassion, fortitude, and strength to release the greatness within you. We are raised to dream; to reach for the stars and accomplish anything. Life shouldn’t interfere with the innocent notions you had as a child. If anything, life should strengthen the desire to want to meet and exceed those goals. All of us, whether wealthy or poor, receive an invitation to the dance. Some go, some don’t, some stand in the corner while the very few who know that it is an honor to stand alone on the center of that dance floor and shine will become greater than even their own imagination could visualize.

To be free to spin, jump and twirl and see things in this world that only you can see; what a thought. It is that perception that will carry over into the next generation and history will remember you, the shy boy or girl that dared to step on that shiny floor and let your soul be naked for all to see.

It is time to dance.

Reach into the pockets of that dress or suit and find that list you created that has you reaching into the unknown and let it out. Don’t give up, don’t let go…Just make the unthinkable happen and enjoy the ride.

Watching The World Pass By

I sat on a bench this afternoon in the park and watched the world pass me by. This is what I saw:

A father and son practicing lacrosse against the cement statue wall

A group of student huddled in a circle on the grass studying

A girl walking her dog or maybe the dog was walking her

Clouds moving quickly as the leaves blow in the wind

A bird and squirrel hunting for the same food

A group seeing who can throw a frisbee the furthest

A young couple watching and smiling as their daughter is experiencing the world for the first time

Two people pushing each other as they finish their jog

Someone alone under a tree with a good book

The sound of nothing in the park with the faintness of passing cars

What did you see today as you watched the world pass you by?