Kick

 

Kick
Striding toward your goals
Always the first to arrive
Always the last to leave
Always giving your best…  
Going the extra yard
to separate from the rest

Staying with the group,
you are comfortable where you are.
With no urgency to take the lead,

you settle into fourth instead.
Prepared, mentally and physically,
for your chance to move ahead.
Sensing it in the pace,

you anticipate the moment.
  Your instincts tell you when,
  and they always seem to know.
I can just barely get the words out,
“Here she comes. Watch her go.”

Kick
Seizing the moment,
and having what it will take
Kick
Seeing the opportunity,
and leaving the rest in your wake
Kick
The training
The discipline
One last rep
One more lap
Kick
Knowing you have enough
to close the gap

Prepared for your success
Hours in the weight room
Hours in the gym
Hours on the track…
Building up the resolve,
to separate from the pack


Striving for your most

Your work ethic
Your ambition
Your fight…
An inward strength that emerges,
with all of its might

With a glance to your right,
you make your move to the outside.
  There is one remaining curve,
and you have one remaining burst.
   Six or seven powerful strides
take you from fourth to first.
You accelerate through the finish
and you glide to a stop.
Hands on your hips,
you are tired and content.
Satisfied with your preparation,
and the rush of how it went.

Kick
Brash and self-certain
Confident, bordering on bold
Kick
I’ve seen it many times
and it never gets old
Kick
The speed
The stamina
One last push
One more gear
Kick
All of the grit and guts
that got you here

You leave it all out there
Your determination
Your heart
Your will…
Just when it all seems spent,
you get stronger still

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BOUNDLESS

                    
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BOUNDLESS  (for Anna)

A limitless future 
  as vast as the sky
A reachable distance
when you dare to try


Attainable goals

  as close as they are high
Boundless potential

  and the reasons why…


You are intelligent

and you are strong.
You easily distinguish
the right from the wrong.

You are ambitious.
You are dedicated.
Your work ethic prevails
when you are underrated.

You are athletic
  and you are kind.
Your distinct determination
  is both body and mind.

You are confident.
You are sincere.
You will be more than ready
when your time draws near.

You are talented
and you are brave.
You’ve earned this opportunity
through the effort you gave.

You are motivated.
   You are mature. You are wise.
You will surpass your goals 
  to no one’s surprise.


It is all yours for the taking

  Who you are, Anna, is the reason why
Boundless and limitless
So reach for the sky

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Zone

 

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Zone

There is this special place
That a goalie can call his own
It is in a vacuum of concentration
Known only as…”the zone”.

It’s a place of reflex, and of clarity
Where any mistake is an extreme rarity
Where you are certain that you’ll be tough to beat
Where your blades feel sharp under your feet
Where all of the dekes are easily read

Where your every reaction is two steps ahead
Where you find every shot through any screen
Where you sense it coming when it’s sight unseen
It’s where every opening becomes a closed door

Where a save, and a rebound, lead to one more
Where, if they are lucky, they may hit the post
Where it’s a party for none, and you are the host
They are in your house, and you are a wall

And the little black disc looks like a huge ball
You find yourself there, and you don’t ask why
It’s the place where slap shots will go to die

It is that perfect place
Where a shutout is never blown
The land of thwarted opportunity
Known simply as…”the zone”.

The place where the elusive backhand is easy to follow
Where victory draws nearer with every swallow
Where they purposely bump you and you don’t care
Where the blank scoresheet matches your blank stare
A place where your confidence is at its peak

With a solid foundation, and nary a leak
Where you manage to anticipate their every maneuver
Where you are the Hoover Dam, and a damn Hoover
It’s where you’re never the goat and only a hero

Where there are zero bad goals because the goal is zero
It’s sixty or more minutes at the top of your game
Where starter and stopper are one and the same
If you are there only once in your entire career

You’ll remember that feeling and will hold it near
You’ll remember sitting in the room, filled with pride
With you and perfection, sitting side by side

 It is a uniquely sacred place

Where the tender crouches alone
Accompanied by only his focus
The unholiest of places…”the zone”.

 

 

 

Suspended

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Suspended
A wind worn branch,

reduced to a splinter.
I am a rabbit hole,
hidden beneath winter.

The morning starts out the same…
With smiles and good intentions
With energy and lofty goals
  But, the minutes are ticking
Toward the end of both
Toward the mid-day lull
Imagination grinding to a halt
Hitting the proverbial wall.

Wheels locked in place,
 gears wanting in power.
I am time standing still,
hand stuck on the hour.


The reluctant optimist,

 hopeful that there is more.
I am a tree lined road,
winding to the shore.

There is a fine line in place…
That separates good from great
That distinguishes less from more
 Potential, on the threshold of change
Sometimes it meets a path
Sometimes it’s on a ledge
The brink of a breakthrough
 Precariously near the edge.

An expanse from a destination,
 a misstep from being lost.

I am a suspension bridge,
 longing to be crossed.


The battered pitcher,
that’s been to the well.
I am the grizzled veteran,
  with stories left to tell.

Personal insights ready to be shared…
Seeing the importance of each day
Seeing the enormity of the little things
So much potential, yet to be met
Bringing along a passion for life
Bringing an open book to the table

The mind is more than willing
The body, fighting to be able.

A semi-automatic rifle,
unsure of where it’s aimed.
I am the winning lottery ticket,
waiting to be claimed.

 

 

Chances

CHANCES

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I found in her that second chance…
Opened up my heart to real romance
A long clouded image had come into view
A great next life with someone new
I knew very quickly and without a doubt
So beautiful, inside and out
Dared to imagine what might be
I put it all out there for her to see
Love and happiness united again
 Lost sight of never and discovered when
A future together for us both to explore…
A second chance for so much more.


He speaks about his second chance…

A gift of patience, and of circumstance
 Dispiriting years of just getting by
Of wondering if and wondering why
Creative talents suppressed by his debt
Burdened by unfeasible and not just yet
Consigned to a life so near to his dreams
  But possible is not always as far as it seems
The right person noticed what we all knew
 Finally doing what he was meant to do
I smile when I hear about his smile…
A second chance well worth his while.


Second chances that make us pause…

Just too close, and just because
The end as near as a slippery ledge
Precariously tumbling over the edge
Confined alone in a submerged car
A near fatal miss that reached so far
Timing and fortune saved her then
Bringing her back to start again
A young life, an unexpected turn
Another opportunity to grow and learn
Miraculous escape from the ultimate cost…
A second chance when hope seemed lost


A second chance to become friends…

Made the effort by making amends
Lost years gone, without a word
Good times erased by what was heard
  A misunderstanding that got intense
Something small that became immense
You knew what to do and what to say
One conversation packed it all away
Stubborn pride, no need to plead or beg
Simply putting the chicken before the egg
Breathing life back into something good…
A second chance because you should


See tomorrow as your second chance…

To make a change, to take a stance
Strong steps toward your goal
To be resolute in mind and soul
To know and grow, and strive and see
Dare to imagine what could be
Seek out life from barren soil
Extract enrichment from its daily toil
Take what’s worn and make it new
 Seize the courage to be true to you
Bound forward and learn from the past… 
   Your next chance could be your last

Sky for SURE

Aspire

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“If a man constantly aspires is he not elevated.”

Henry David Thoreau

 

                       Aspire

The willingness to change your life
is all about your will

Deciding what makes you the happiest
and making it better still…

by ascending to the summit
of ambition’s highest hill.


Assuming control of who you really are

and doing what makes you whole.

Striving always to live your best life
by reaching for your loftiest goal…

by nurturing the impetus
inside your aspiring soul.


Inhabiting a life that makes you proud

and making the most of every day.

Attempting something you dare to do
by doing something you dare to say…

by using your elevated will
to find the ultimate way…

to live your life today.


You change, you thrive, you feel alive.

Enough

 


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Enough

You take your time to tell a story
Suspending judgment in your certain way
The complete picture is in the details
I could listen to you talk all day.
I see your eyes as they dance to life
I watch your mouth as it curves a smile
My mind caresses that little scar
I listen intently all the while.

With only a few scant precious hours
A mid-week encounter to explore what’s next
Time challenges our sensory sensations
To capture moments not found in a text.
Our time is now until we meet again
With the grip of love a little stronger
I wrap this memory inside my arms
And I hold on to it a little longer.

It’s in the words that you say
and in the things that we do.
Always discovering a little more.
I can’t get enough of you.

Kindness rooted in this mutual respect
The truth can be found in our silent vow
Compassion engrained in how we live
We’ve made good decisions to arrive at now.
But so much more exists inside us
Coming to the surface whenever we kiss
Evident and real in the passion that prevails
From the meandering trail that has led to this.

Singular spirits with common goals
Always putting our children first
Consuming life while leaving space
For all of the adventure that we thirst.
Making the most of what we have
Cheers to us and to the people we are
To living with integrity and determined grit
The distance between us never too far.

Yet it is distant just the same
and puts limits on what we do
Always hoping for a little more.
I can’t get enough of you.

It’s the little things that make us tick
I soak them all in until we meet again
Until now aligns with place and time
And where and how just lead to when.
But mostly I notice you, and why I feel
The excitement and that parting ache
How much better it is to have you there
Lying right beside me when I wake.

Never enough hours for us to share
and mornings together are far too few
Always leaving me wanting more.
I can’t get enough of you.

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SEEN

I try to see, in a perceptive light
A careful view, before hindsight…
 
I see it in you, and in what you sayEX TRAIL
Hope resonates with your every word
Entirely wrapped up, within it all
Yet, you are not entirely self-assured
 

Calm in manner, inside of herself
Marking her trail for a safe retrace
She never leaves if unprepared
A need to know, at a quickened pace

Life drives her when things get stale
Attention to detail on an awesome scale
 
An uphill climb, just setting out
To the first plateau with easy hope
Site unseen, on the downward side

Loose impediments, a slippery slope

Independence is her nature’s will,
with a new horizon over every hill

Slingshot branches, transparent webs
Broken limbs and exposed roots
Washed out paths, sideways jumps
Strategic moves to keep dry boots

A different challenge with every day,
taking careful steps along the way

A peaceful rest on level ground
trail3Settling beside the brush she clears
Hues of tranquility, natural surround
Her sighing breath, the last she hears

Despite scurried sounds of subtle fury,
she takes her while, there is no hurry


I see it in you, in that moment alone
With solitary sigh, you soak it all in
Just as soon, you get up and go
For you, that’s how it’s always been

I always want to see you hit your stride.
I will always be there, by your side.

                              

 

I try to see, in a perceptive light
A careful view, beyond hindsight…

I see it in you, in your ups and downs
Energy measured by a metronome
Musical reminders are all around
A withdrawn place, that you call home


His every day has sharps and flats
IMG_20130617_111637Soothed alone, along sliding scales
Open notes, with pedals and picks
His hopes reverb, his guitar wails

Craftsman hands on razor strings
Sometime remains for loftier things

A shell outside his former self
Rhythm section, his toe tap feet
Strums alone, against this world
Internal bass, a heart-felt beat

Suspended existence, inside bare walls
as his spirits rise, and his body falls

Under an influence beyond his reach
Buys the ticket he should not afford
A melodic journey, away from it all
A familiar refrain, it strikes a chord

He collects his tools as he ingests facts,
and hones his craft with an altered axe

His visions of grandeur get him going
Seen ampBut out of sorts, he stops too soon
Amplified illusion, in double time
His insides sing, but they’re out of tune

The missing element that bonds great bands
Faltering instrument, it’s out of his hands


I see it in you, in that moment alone
With a solitary sigh, you soak it all in
Just as soon, your get up is gone
For you, that’s how it’s always been

I always want to see you at your best.
I am always here to discuss the rest.

 

 
 
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